The snow has not fallen in Shanghai in winter, and the leaves of the sycamore trees on the street have fallen off, leaving only bare branches.
The old bark is marked with rough bumps.
Occasionally, one or two branches are broken, showing the pale Inside, a bit of sadness was added to this bleak scene.
The bedroom on the second floor of the Jian family's mansion was glowing with a warm light.
Hua Ting had finished washing herself and put on a purple nightgown.
She was sitting on the dressing table next to the bed with a worried look on her face; the enamel silver on the table The lid of the box is open , revealing the crystal clear Poria paste inside; she looked at the face in the mirror without any makeup, and not far away there was another indifferent but extremely handsome face, leaning motionless against the door frame and looking at her. .
"There's really no way."
Hua Ting's eyes flashed, and she raised her head to meet the man's gaze in the mirror.
Jian Yi frowned and repeated softly and firmly, "There is no way."
"Are there any of your people at the police station?"
"No."
"Then I'm just waiting to die now."
Hua Ting glanced at her, and there was a strong tone of passion in her words.
"Waiting to die" Jian Yi smiled instead, "Why is Sister Hua so pessimistic?"
"What else?"
"Go to Peking."
I went to Peiping to listen to a fair and plain face.
At this moment, some of the overly tight facial muscles were loosened, but the brows were slightly furrowed, a little faint.
Thinking of the words the inspector said during the day, his eyes just stared blankly.
Staring at Jian Yi in the mirror, "No matter how I check, the inspector will know your identity."
"Why don't you know?"
Jian Yi's smiling eyes were as bright as black jade, "otherwise you think that our organization is too busy to mind his own business, sister Hua?"
He said as he walked in and pressed gently with his hands.
On Hua Ting's shoulder, "Lao Jiang said that he arranged for them to go to Peking.
Lao Jiang has his own reasons.
You don't have to worry."
"The inspectors are also your people" "Not counting our people," Jian Yi reached out and lightly hooked the box of Poria Cream, then applied it on both sides of Hua Ting's cheeks evenly, "Sister Hua, you know too much."
"What do you mean by not counting your people?"
Hua Ting slapped his hand away, raised her fingertips and touched the poria paste, and then gently rubbed it in her palm.
"Sister Hua, don't ask so many questions."
Jian Yi turned around and took out a set of quilts from the cupboard and started to make a bed for herself.
"I know even if you don't tell me.
They are just like those red capitalists who are both patriotic and heartfelt."
"Sister Hua, I'm actually very curious about your identity," Jian Yi said, holding a pillow behind her and standing behind her.
"Sometimes you seem to know much more than me."
Hua Ting finished the movements of her hands unhurriedly, neither turning back nor looking at him, she just raised her eyelids slightly and said, "I told you that I come from the future, believe it or not."
Her long hair is draped smoothly, revealing the fair skin on her neck.
The skin is very thin, like fine jade porcelain, and even the small blood vessels on her neck and eyelids can be faintly seen; she is very thin, but not thin, and her body is rich She is fair and fair, resembling a fine jade sculpture; the purple nightgown on her body makes her tall and elegant, but the robe is a bit short, just reaching her knees, exposing her slender ankles and lotus-like insteps.
Jane was also fascinated by what she saw.
Hua Ting raised her hand and turned off a lamp on the dressing table, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.
"sleep."
She stepped over a quilt on the floor in three steps, turned over and lay down on the soft big bed behind her.
However, it was a sleepless night.
The next morning I was awakened by the sound of steam downstairs.
Jian Yi turned over and sat up vigilantly, quickly picking up the bedding on the floor.
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The housekeeper downstairs respectfully opened the courtyard door for Bai Qihong and led him towards the Jian family's lobby.
Everyone knew that Bai Qihong would come here at this time, thinking that they were hiding criminals.
Hua Ting didn't care, so she went to greet him in her nightgown.
Bai Qihong stood in front of the fireplace, looking up at the two photos on the wall.
Xu Shihua's expression amused him, and a rare warm smile appeared at the end of his cold eyes.
Is she dazzled?
However, Ding Sicheng, who was standing behind him, had a look of disdain on his face.
Hua Ting's face also darkened.
Hearing the footsteps, Bai Qihong turned around slowly and took off a gray felt hat on his head.
The smile on his face brought out a rare kindness in the corners of his eyes, "Your temper is like I can’t even take a single photo.”
The words were offensive, but not really angry.
"It's a photo, just take it casually."
Hua Ting yawned, her eyes turned to Ding Sicheng's face, "Come here so early, what's the matter?"
This guy killed the president of the government and framed the blame on the inspector, yet he could still stand upright in the lobby of the Jian family so calmly and calmly Bai Qihong was also straightforward.
He put his hat on the table and said straight to the point: "Have you seen Yi Ran?"
His face changed back to its previous sharp look.
Hua Ting glanced sideways at the guy and said in a calm tone: "Isn't Zhao Yiran at Paramount?
I haven't been to Paramount much recently."
"She's not at Paramount."
"Really?"
Hua Ting raised her eyelids, "Then I don't know.
I'm not familiar with her."
Bai Qihong obviously didn't believe it, "I'm not familiar with it."
Rumors have been around since ancient times, and the rumor that Zhao Yiran eloped with the inspectors and fled was quite popular in the streets and alleys of Shanghai; but Bai Qihong used all means to evacuate the major train stations in Shanghai on the night of the incident.
Strict blockade was implemented, including the docks in various districts and counties, including Paramount.
So, if you want to elope, you have to get through him first.
"Uncle Bai, why are you here so early?
Have you had breakfast?"
Jian Yi came down the stairs in a light-colored suit.
He looked neat and tidy after dressing up.
He walked downstairs very elegantly step by step, wrapped in a high-end suit.
Looking at his well-proportioned and slender figure, the smile on his face was elegant and handsome, like the first ray of sunshine in the morning.
As soon as Bai Qihong sat down on the sofa, Ding Sicheng stepped forward and lit a cigarette for him.
"We've had breakfast, why?"
Bai Qihong's tone sounded half-joking and half-serious, "I'm still not used to calling myself daddy."
"I'm not used to it at the moment."
Jian Yi admitted generously.
Even Hua Ting was speechless when she called her dad, let alone him.
"We don't have any servants at home, and we haven't boiled the tea yet.
Why don't we go out for morning tea?"
Jian Yi suggested.
Bai Qihong shook his head and looked at Ding Sicheng with a strange expression.
Jian Yi understood, "I just heard from Uncle Bai that he came here to find Zhao Yiran from Paramount."
"Well," Bai Qihong raised his hand to smoke, but found that the cigarette between his fingers had burned out, so he had no choice but to give up.
He extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it on the marble table in front of him, "Thinking about Hua Ting and her I have some friendship, so I should know where she is."
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He looked a little irritated, his dark eyes scanning the 200-square-meter hall for no less than ten times, "Now everyone in Shanghai is looking for her."
There is also an inspection.
Hua Ting rolled her eyes.
"I don't know where Zhao Yiran is.
Otherwise, go to her house and look for her."
Hua Ting lied without changing her expression.
Bai Qihong said nothing.
Ding Sicheng glanced at her plain and delicate face, "Miss Bai didn't sleep well last night."
Hua Ting knew that her eyes were covered with a thick layer of dark blue at this moment.
It was obvious that she had not slept well last night, but she was not panicked.
"I always go to bed late and get up late."
Along the way, so many things happened.
She once again looked at the fawning Ding Sicheng in front of her.
Apart from having such a good skin, he couldn't relate to Ding Yao at all. .
"This mansion is beautiful, but it's too empty."
There was something in Bai Qihong's words, and Hua Ting and Jian Yi stood aside silently in tacit understanding, waiting for him to continue.
The old man stood up, and as expected he said what the two of them were thinking, "Do you mind letting me go upstairs to visit?"
Bai Qihong has always been sensitive and suspicious.
He will not leave this mansion without searching it carefully.
Jian Yi spread his hands and made a "please" gesture, "Of course I don't mind," and he didn't intend to follow.
He just followed Bai Qihong's wishes, "You guys take your time to visit, and I'll go to the kitchen to make breakfast for Sister Hua."
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