"Doing business" Fujita Shoji twisted his neck slightly, strangely maintaining an upright posture.
The sofa behind him was soft and comfortable.
I don't know what kind of animal skin it was made of.
As soon as a person sat on it, it seemed as if he was going to sink in and never want to think about it again.
Get up; melodious music is floating in the air, and there are all kinds of wine and food on the glass table in front of you.
Such a comfortable environment really makes people feel happy.
"Yes."
Hua Ting opened her lips lightly, her smile as gentle and lingering as the spring breeze.
In her heart, she seemed to have greater confidence.
"Then, let me see Miss Bai's sincerity."
Shoji Fujita's signature lewd smile was hidden behind the raised wine glass.
He squinted his eyes slightly, slowly sipped the vodka in the glass, and then put the glass back.
Put it down, stretch out your right hand, and slowly take the delicate white hand in front of you into your palm.
Fujita Shoji's palms are thin and have clear joints.
These murderous hands are not stained with a trace of blood, but the fingertips are as soft as the dew-stained flower petals.
This hand touches up inch by inch, until the flowers are cold to the touch.
Standing upright, even my chest was trembling.
"What kind of sincerity does Mr.
Fujita want?"
Hua Ting bit her lip and smiled, her charming eyes filled with bottomless ink.
"Miss Bai understands."
Masaji Fujita narrowed his eyes and firmly grasped the weak and boneless hand in his palm.
After only holding it for a moment, he let go of his hand, Hua Ting also retracted her hand, and the ring on her ring finger made a crisp sound when it collided with the goblet.
Jian Yi had already stood up and walked in front of Fujita Shoji, his tall figure shrouding his entire body.
"Hello, Mr.
Fujita."
Jane Yi politely stretched out her hand to shake hands with him.
Although Fujita Shoji extended his hand politely, his brows knitted together in displeasure.
Cold sweat wet Huating's back.
She subconsciously rolled her Adam's apple twice, but the smile on her face was very clear.
"Mr.
Fujita, are you interested in doing this business with me?"
Jane also sat down next to her.
Hua Ting secretly blamed Jian Yi for not showing up long enough.
Fujita Shoji did not speak, but raised his hand.
The confidant in a suit behind him handed over a small long sheepskin box.
Fujita Shoji took it, put it in front of him and opened it with his own hands.
Hua Ting's palms were slightly sweaty and her throat moved slightly.
She knew that this was Shoji Fujita's move as he considered her.
When Fujita Shoji took out a transparent needle from it, her heart was completely cold.
There was half a slightly turbid liquid in the glass syringe, which was like a diluted powder.
Shoji Fujita picked up the syringe and looked at it.
The liquid was gently swaying inside.
He smiled harmlessly and removed the syringe.
He handed it to the man in suit behind him.
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Hua Ting's eyelids trembled uneasily twice, and Fujita Shoji put his fingers on the table and tapped a few times as if he were playing a piano: "Since we want to cooperate, Miss Bai should send someone to test the product for me."
"Test the goods."
Hua Ting fluttered her eyelashes, then twitched again, "Mr.
Fujita, do you want me to test the goods for you?"
However, Fujita Shoji shook his head, raised his chin towards Jian Yi, and looked directly at Hua Ting in front of him with smiling eyes, "He doesn't know whether Miss Bai is willing to let go."
Hua Ting took a calm breath and turned to look at Jian Yi, her shoulders almost shaking uncontrollably.
Jian Yi did not hesitate at all, "I can test the goods for Mr.
Fujita," he nodded coolly but firmly to Shoji Fujita opposite, "I am very happy."
"Mr.
Fujita, why don't you let me inspect the goods in person."
Hua Ting's trembling lip line was bitten tightly by her teeth, just a little bit, just a little bit, and she was about to collapse.
"Sister Hua, I'm very happy to help Mr.
Fujita test the goods."
Jane rolled up one sleeve without any pressure.
"Still" Hua Ting suddenly felt at a loss.
"Start quickly" Jian Yi urged.
Fujita Shoji smiled and signaled to the people behind him.
Two men in suits came forward and respectfully asked Jian Yi to sit on one side of the table.
He then pulled out his left arm, placed it on the table, and poured alcohol on it.
The cotton was sterilized, the rubber tube was tightened, and the needle tip was pressed against the vein in the arm.
The tip of the needle pierced the skin, and it didn't hurt at all.
However, Hua Ting couldn't stop trembling as if she was being stabbed.
Her face was livid, and her lips had no color at all.
The liquid in the needle was pushed into Jane's body bit by bit.
Yi's blood, the light in Hua Ting's eyes also lost inch by inch, and in the end only lifeless despair remained.
Hua Ting couldn't bear to look at him and turned her face elsewhere.
Fujita Shoji looked at her with cold eyes and cold face, while he was playing with the matches on the table casually, and reminded him rather maliciously, "I heard that the eldest son of the Jian family is very affectionate towards Miss Bai. ” Hua Ting raised her eyelids and glanced at him, then raised her eyebrows in disinterest and spun the matchbox in her hand.
Jian Yi's mouth began to smell musky, her eyes gradually became distracted, her facial features were arranged in a soothing but strange shape, her lips were slightly open, and her eyebrows were lightly twisted.
After the injection of a liquid was completed, the man in the suit put away the tool, but Jian Yi still maintained that posture, her consciousness seemed a little slow.
Fujita Shoji watched her reaction, drank the last sip of wine in the glass, then shook his head and said, "Miss Bai is indeed Mr.
Bai's daughter, and she is as cold-faced and ruthless as rumored."
Hua Ting moved her fingers, but her heart felt like ice shards freezing bit by bit.
Fujita Shoji stood up, and his men put his suit jacket on him.
He put the wine glass on the table with appreciation in his tone.
"I like doing business with Miss Bai like this."
Hua Ting loosened her clenched hands, sweating.
Chen Shu, who was not far away, calmly watched the scene in the opposite seat before slowly putting down the glass of whiskey in his hand.
Jian was also sent back by Chen Shu.
Hua Ting stepped into the villa, looked around slowly and blankly, folded her arms, squeezed her thin arms, and then exhaled hard as if she had come to her senses.
The breath was held so hard in her chest that when she breathed it out, she was a little unsteady.
She held onto the wall to steady her body.
She was only vulnerable for a moment, and her eyes quickly regained clarity.
Such sobriety was like a seamless armor, wrapping her tightly.
Hua Ting kicked off her high heels and put on flat slippers.
She didn't dare to look at Jian Yi who was being supported behind her.
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She only turned her head slightly and ordered Chen Shu's people: "Tie him up."
The tears that he could not hold back had been swirling in his eyes for a long time, and finally fell.
Jian Yi was tied up in the unused storage room on the second floor.
There was nothing in the dark room.
He deliberately lit only a kerosene lamp that was not very bright, for fear that the strong light would stimulate his nerves.
He was tied to a wooden chair in the corner, and two men next to him were guarding him.
Jian Yi was very quiet, or dead silent, as limp as a rag doll, her neck hanging weakly, unable to feel the pull of her muscles and meridians.
Jian also started to have a low fever, couldn't eat, and would vomit even after drinking water.
His nerves were a little frayed, but he still wanted to force Hua Ting to smile.
The disobedient muscles on his face were forcibly pulled, and his mouth was grinning exaggeratedly to both sides.
The smile was ugly and funny, but Hua Ting felt cruel.
It hit hard, and there was a dull pain in my beating chest.
Hua Ting raised her hand and wanted to go over and hug him.
Just as she took a step forward, she saw Jian Yi's pupils suddenly dilated rapidly, her facial features were weirdly distorted, and her hands and feet began to spasm uncontrollably.
The two-finger-wide military belt dug into the flesh of his wrists and ankles, and blood oozed from the red edges.
Hua Ting wanted to step forward, but two men stopped him.
Chen Shu pulled her wrist hard.
So she watched helplessly as Jian Yi's consciousness gradually faded, her cramps became more and more severe, her head swayed unbearably, and big beads of sweat hit the ground hard.
She bit her lower lip and whimpered softly.
The whine in her throat seemed to have millions of insects gnawing at her bones.
A hole was severely punched in her heart.
When she saw Jian Yi like this, she suddenly couldn't control herself and rushed forward regardless.
The sourness in her heart expanded extremely, running rampant between her chest and ribs.
She has never cried since traveling to Shanghai.
Never.
Jian Yi opened her mouth and struggled to speak, but Hua Ting could tell that he wanted her to leave.
Hua Ting held Chen Shu's fingers, which were bloodshot, her eyes stared horribly, her canthus was cracked, her chest heaved angrily, her expression was like a ferocious and desperate little beast.
Chen Shu had never seen her gnashing her teeth like this before, and squeezed her hand worriedly.
Hua Ting still stared at Jian Yi's miserable state, she opened her mouth, but smiled softly.
The smile came from the chest, passed around the throat, the sourness in the nasal cavity, and finally overflowed from the clenched lips and teeth.
The originally silent chuckle gradually widened and turned into a dumb laugh.
Her eyebrows and eyes were squeezed together, and her expression was so wild that it was almost crazy.
She raised her head, and a hoarse whine suddenly squeezed out of her throat while she was laughing silently.
Then it gradually amplified, like a lightly plucked silk string, and then played loudly, and the most colorful movement was noisy and overwhelming.
Suddenly, a drop of something bright slipped out of the corner of her eye, and then disappeared into the bushy temples so fast that Chen Shu suspected it was an illusion.
This was the first time he saw Hua Ting collapse, and it was also the first time he saw Hua Ting shed tears.
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