Hua Ting was not surprised.
"So, what did you just say mean to fulfill my wish?"
The small brackets at the corners of her mouth were full of smiles, "How to fulfill my wish?"
Jian Yi glanced at her, then at the bright sunshine on the horizon, and laughed softly.
The voice seemed to come out of her chest, with some inexplicable and sultry meaning, "Actually, I should say this, you Only with my help can we successfully and effectively uproot Mr.
Bai’s opium industry in Shanghai.”
Jian Yi spoke softly, but each word hit her heart hard, and the blood vessels in her heart beat together.
Things were getting more and more interesting.
Jian Yi cleared her throat and continued: "What's the use of burning down the opium warehouse every time?
Sister Hua also knows that this job doesn't work at all, it's just a temporary pleasure."
Hua Ting glanced at him, and the horse started to run bumpily again.
Jian Yi followed her side unhurriedly, tilting his head to look at her carefully, "How do you marry me?"
"Jian Yi, how long have you been interested in Bai Qihong?
Now I'm starting to doubt, do you like me or not?"
Hua Ting tilted her head slightly, her long hair curled down like a waterfall, with a layer of dazzling look.
The golden edge looks like a fairy in a painting, vivid and lovely.
"I like you."
Jian Yi's final voice was very heavy, and the heavy sound directly hit Hua Ting's heart.
"Actually, I don't care if you like me."
Hua Ting added with a smile.
Jian Yi shrugged and said coolly, "I know."
"Okay, let me ask you one more thing," Hua Ting tightened the reins and stopped the horse's hooves, "Getting rid of Bai Qihong is one of your tasks."
"Yeah."
He responded calmly.
“Who is your organization?”
Jian Yi looked at her side face, his eyes slanted, stretched out his hand and reached out his index finger to hook Hua Ting's hand hanging on the horse's back, pulled it up, and lightly scratched his palm with her fingertips, "Sister Hua, You know that the organization is strict and disciplined, so please be considerate of me.”
"But I have a request."
"Please tell me."
"I marry you, but I don't sleep with you."
Jian Yi smiled and nodded, "I had expected this."
"Also, since you and I have become husband and wife, we should share blessings and hardships together."
"Yeah" Jian Yi smiled and waited for her to continue.
"So, count me in for future tasks."
Jian Yi's fingers hooked in her palm slowly and gently circled, "I don't want to let go."
The itch spread from the palm of her hand to the bones, and she felt numb.
After hearing this, Hua withdrew her hand.
"No answer" Jian Yi hesitated for a second, "Okay."
"Then it's a deal" Mrs.
Jian's voice behind her was sharp, as if she was having a dispute with someone.
Hua Ting turned around and saw her and Jian Maosheng tugging and tugging fiercely behind Bai Qihong, as if they were about to wrestle together; Jian Maosheng lowered his voice.
He scolded her, her cheeks flushed with anger, and grabbed Mrs.
Jian's arm and took her outside the racecourse.
Mrs.
Jian refused to comply, and vaguely mentioned Hua Ting's name several times in her words.
Jian Yi tilted his head slightly, his brows knitted together uncomfortably.
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After all, Mrs.
Jane is also the wife of the Governor-General of the Interior, so she should be careful about her appearance in public, but she insists on developing her out-of-control words and deeds into a vulgar street shrew.
Seeing this, Bai Qihong snorted from his nose in an almost mocking tone: "What an ignorant woman."
"Jian Yi," Hua Ting joked, "Mrs.
Jian doesn't like my daughter-in-law from the bottom of her heart."
"It's okay, as long as I like it."
Mrs.
Jian angrily pulled Chen Jingzhi away.
Jian Maosheng trotted back to Bai Qihong with a smile on his face, returning to the topic without any affect.
In the evening, Jian Maosheng led a few people to a newly opened Japanese restaurant on Nanjing Road for dinner.
It is said that Fujita Shoji is the major shareholder of this Japanese restaurant and is sitting next to their box sipping rice wine.
The box is separated by rosewood.
It is small but very elegant.
You can vaguely hear the sound of geisha's string music outside the door, and the tapping of wooden clogs to the drumbeat.
A Japanese woman's gentle words sounded outside the box.
After tilting her head, the wooden door was gently opened by the bodyguard.
A woman in a plain brocade kimono carried a dinner plate, stepped in with her head lowered, knelt respectfully in front of the table, presented the sashimi, said "please use it", and then meekly withdrew.
Since traveling to old Shanghai, Hua Ting hasn’t had an authentic Japanese meal for a long time.
As soon as the Japanese woman with thick powder on her face stepped back, Hua Ting couldn’t wait to take her chopsticks and reach to the table.
The plate in the middle is fresh sashimi.
Opposite him, Jian Maosheng was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his oily hair was combed back meticulously close to his scalp.
This was in sharp contrast to Bai Qihong, who was wearing a Chinese linen robe and mandarin jacket.
The atmosphere in the private room seemed particularly harmonious.
The two of them knelt and sat at both ends of the low square table.
During the conversation, they decided that Hua Ting and Jian Yi's marriage would be held on New Year's Eve two months later.
The chopsticks holding two pieces of salmon between Hua Ting still trembled slightly uncontrollably the moment she heard that the marriage was finalized.
The salmon accurately fell onto the small plate with mustard and soy sauce in front of her, with a few splashes.
Black soy sauce dripped onto the back of his hand.
Jane also took a tissue and wiped it for her in time.
But in her mind, the cold face under the hat suddenly popped up.
Suddenly there was an ancient string in my heart that was suddenly plucked, making a dull bass sound.
Chen Shu, I’m getting married.
"It seems to have been particularly active recently, killing several newly appointed Japanese officials in succession."
Jian Maosheng frowned and said in a mysterious voice, "Yoshihide Fukuda, who died last time, was the internal government official who bought you and Cai Bingrong's batch of arms.
Director."
When Hua Ting raised her eyes, Jian Yi's face was calm and not loose at all.
He even took the time to give her a piece of sweet shrimp sushi.
"I heard," Bai Qihong sneered, "Nowadays, the arms business is almost out of my business.
That young yellow-haired boy intends to kick me out of the arms trade in Shanghai," Bai Qihong said indifferently.
He sipped the rice wine in the cup with concern, "I don't care about this profit.
I want to see now how he can continue this arms deal with the ability of a yellow-haired boy like him."
Bai Qihong put down the cup, he sneered again, "It's hard for me to see."
Jian Maosheng didn't think so, "Chen Shu has colluded with a large number of important government officials in the past few months.
He is much smarter than Cai Bingrong.
Judging from the current situation, the Dragon Gang's power and connections are both It is expanding day by day under his control, and it is not easy to bring him down now. " "Then let's see what momentum he can create."
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Bai Qihong angrily squeezed the porcelain cup in his hand, as if he wanted to crush it to pieces.
He just can't listen to others' kindness.
The meal was eaten very slowly.
When we left the restaurant, the moonlight was already dark.
Hua Ting drank some soju.
As soon as she got into the car, she leaned against the cold window glass unbearably; looking at the light and shadow outside the window.
The street was changing like a revolving lantern.
Just after turning a corner, the street suddenly became deserted, as if it fell from the bustling into darkness in an instant, which made people feel uncomfortable.
She saw a familiar dark blue car body from a small area in the front seat rearview mirror.
Even on the dark and deserted street, she recognized the dark blue soft-top car at a glance, as if she was taking a leisurely stroll.
Usually follows behind.
Since you are getting married, should you inform him and invite him to your wedding?
Hua Ting felt inexplicably dumbfounded by her crazy thoughts.
At the next corner, she called to stop.
"Sister Hua, where are you going?"
Hua Ting opened the car door and got out, then closed the door again with her kick.
"Where are you going?"
Jian Yi lowered the car window and had no intention of following him.
"A few words with the same old man."
The dark blue soft-top car stopped in front of her.
"Okay, I'll wait for you at the intersection ahead," Jian Yi just glanced at the rearview mirror, "It won't take too long."
Chen Shu was sitting in the back seat of the car, with the windows closed, and he turned his head to look at her.
Hua Ting still opened the car door with one hand and got in with a casual posture, as if she was supposed to take this car home.
"Chen Shu, I have something to tell you."
Although Hua Ting got into the back seat of the car, she kept a small distance from him.
"Say."
The eyebrows in front of him seemed to be filled with joy and expectation, shining particularly brightly in the night.
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