Chapter Seventy-Five: Dignity Depends on Strength
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Some people feel that they were born at an untimely time and died young, but they can show it on their faces and sigh with everyone; And some people, even if this person has a great relationship with her, all thoughts, sorrows, nostalgia and chagrin can only be hidden deep in the heart, and maybe occasionally can explode emotions without scruples, but it is definitely not now.
"yes, I see." Lu Hexi's fingers trembled a little, but her tone was very steady, and she didn't see her crazy excitement more than two hours ago.
This kind of silence is far more distressing than crying.
Zong Wei stretched out his hand and put the cup in Lu Hexi's hand on the table. He waved his hand at Liu Han, who was standing by the door, signaling him to withdraw and close the door.
The room was quiet, and Lu Hexi spoke for a long time.
"Lu Jiu, my master's matter, tell me slowly when you have time later." She was a little afraid to hear the truth about Lu Jiu's death in the fire back then, and even more afraid that she would misunderstand such a thing as Lu Jiu not wanting her from those truths.
Zhang Yigui was stunned, he didn't expect such a cold reaction from the little master, and he asked, but he saw Zong Wei looking up at him, the meaning in Zong Wei's eyes couldn't be clearer, at this time, if Zhang Yigui dared to say one more word, he would disappear directly.
Zhang Yigui pursed his lips, forced by Zong Wei's coercion, and didn't say a word.
"What are your plans now? Is it to go back to Peking and take this old ministry of your master to find out the truth from seven years ago, or ......"
Lu Hexi blinked, the so-called revenge and finding out the truth, he has been doing it all along, but some key people have not been dug up.
And the reason why she doesn't do it now is because the time has not yet come - she is a secret agent, but she also studied economics, and if she does it to those people back then, she will not be able to find a replacement for a while.
Lin Xie has been talking about these thoughts in her ear for six years, and she has long been rooted in her heart.
"Zhang ......"
"Call me Uncle Zhang." Zhang Yigui smiled.
"Uncle Zhang...... I just want to ask you one thing, what did Lu Jiu die for? “
Zhang Yigui was stunned when he heard it, why? A group of traitors trapped in the sea of fire, random arrows, guns and cannons, if they don't die, can they still come out alive?
Although he was just watching from a distance in the direction of the Zongren Mansion that day, he was already trembling from the fire.
"Jiu Ye, yes, it was killed, those people ......" mentioned this, Zhang Yigui felt guilty in his heart, how could that kid back then, how could Jiu Ye get to that point, folding himself in it for a child, it's not worth it! Thinking of this, he just looked up at Zong Yi's eyes, didn't speak again, and let out a long sigh.
"Alright." Lu Hexi breathed a sigh of relief, she looked up at Zong Wei and smiled, "I decided to stay in Tianjin." I can't let the Japanese destroy their enemies one by one before they take revenge. “
Zong Wei's eyes brought a look of appreciation, although the reason was very selfish, but the choice was very happy. In fact, she can leave the matter of Tianjin alone, this is a matter between governments, and it really has nothing to do with her, an ordinary person.
Seeing this, Zhang Yigui just bowed silently, and retreated without waiting for Lu Hexi's instructions, there are some things he shouldn't listen to.
"I'm glad you think so." Zong Wei stretched out his hand to touch Lu Hexi's head, but she turned her head slightly to avoid it.
"I didn't choose this way for you and the land, I just wanted to do it."
The undulating tone seemed to be emotionless, but Zong Wei didn't believe it, he still reached out and gently touched the top of Lu Hexi's soft hair, and said with a smile: "No matter what you say, as long as you can stand on my side, everything will be fine." Does your shoulder still hurt? “
Lu Hexi shook his head.
"Well, change your clothes and join me for the dinner at the Italian embassy tonight." Zong Wei's eyes flashed with a smile, "What do you think, what is the identity of the wife of the General Staff of the North China Military Region?" “
The smile seemed to be soaked in sunlight, with a very clean, warm smell. The bright black eyes were full of gentleness and protection, so pure, but it was a bit of a feeling of being too pure, Lu Hexi only felt that her face was a little hot, she hurriedly staggered her gaze and didn't look at Zong Wei's face.
She steadied herself, remembering the feeling of warmth and protection that had been stored to the extreme. How can anyone have such feelings for another person? Either she was wrong, or Zong Wei's acting was too much.
Thinking of this, the temperature on his face gradually dissipated. Lin Xie said that no one will treat others with a purposeless love and care, even close relatives, should be good at discerning the purpose behind all actions and emotions.
Exactly. Lu Hexi smiled and said, "Okay, I know." “
"Then you are ready to prepare, I will look for you in two hours." Zong Wei's words were filled with regret that he didn't even notice, the kind of shyness that only a little daughter's family had appeared on Lu Hexi's face only a handful of times, not only could he not feast his eyes, but he always felt distressed and sad for such a little girl who was old-fashioned all day long, calm and rational.
Although he can live well in this world, he hopes that she can be a simple young lady of the family again, she can be arrogant, she can be willful, and everything else can be done for her by herself.
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The Italian Embassy, with neon lights shining on the bright marble, and a large red carpet stretched out into the streets, welcoming the arrival of VIPs in luxury cars.
The orchestra is playing Vivaldi's Four Seasons with a female musician, and the mood is beautiful at times cheerful and sometimes smooth.
Yu Rong Zhou was holding a glass of champagne in his hand, he was wearing a black dress, with a pair of gold-rimmed eyes, and the smile on the corner of his lips was just right, looking very elegant, polite, and gentlemanly.
He was very much noticed by the girls present, and with his handsome appearance and fluent and extraordinary Italian language, he could inadvertently express his praise for the ladies in front of him, and he was a very popular person in the social scene.
A black sedan slowly stopped in front of the red carpet after a crowd of cars.
Zong Wei glanced outside a few times, looked at Lu Hexi, who looked a little drowsy, and said in a low voice: "Don't rest, it's here." “
Lu Hexi opened his eyes and looked around.
"There are so many dignitaries here, is it appropriate to do it?" As far as the eye can see, there are some blonde and blue-eyed foreigners, and some of them are often in the newspapers, all diplomats from various embassies.
"Just use Guan Yurong Zhou, rest assured." After Zong Wei finished speaking, the doorman opened the door on his side.