Hua Ting was not surprised.

So, what do you mean by that sentence you just said? Fulfilling my wishes? The small braces at the corner of her mouth were full of smiles, "How can you fulfill my wishes?" ”

Jian Yi glanced at her, then at the bright sunshine in the sky, and laughed lowly, the voice seemed to come out of her chest, with some indescribable sultry meaning, "Actually, it should be said that only with the help of my strength can you successfully and effectively uproot Mr. Bai's opium industry in Shanghai." ”

Jian Yi's words were soft, but every word hit her heart heavily, and the blood vessels in her heart fluttered together, and things were getting more and more interesting......

Jian Yi cleared his throat and continued, "What's the use of burning the opium warehouse every time? Sister Hua also knows that this job doesn't work at all, right? It's only temporary. ”

Hua glanced at him, and the horse ran up again, and Jane followed her unhurriedly, looking at her carefully, "How is it?" Marry me? ”

"Jian Yi, how long have you been fighting Bai Qihong's idea? I'm beginning to wonder now, do you like me or do you ......" Hua Ting tilted her head slightly, her long hair like a waterfall curled and slid down, and she also had a layer of dazzling gold edges, like a fairy in a painting, vivid and lovely.

"Like you." Jian Yi's tail note fell very heavily, and the heavy one directly hit the bottom of Hua Ting's heart.

"Actually, I don't care if you like me or not." Hua Tingxiao added with a smile.

Jian also shrugged her shoulders and said in a dashing manner, "I know. ”

"Okay, then let me ask you one more question," Hua Tingyi pulled the reins and stopped the horse's hooves, "is it one of your tasks to get rid of Bai Qihong?" ”

"Hmm." He replied lightly.

"Who is your organization?"

Jian Yi looked at her side face, looked downward, stretched out her hand and reached out her index finger to hook Hua Ting's hand hanging on the horse's back, pulled it up, and scratched her fingertips lightly in his palm, "Sister Hua, you know that the organization is disciplined, be considerate of me." ”

"But I have a request."

"Please."

"I'm married to you, but not in bed."

Jian Yi smiled, "I expected this. ”

"Also, since you and I have become husband and wife, then we should share blessings and hardships......"

"Hmm......" Jane smiled as she continued.

"So, for the future tasks, count me in."

Jian Yi's fingers hooked in her palm slowly and gently circled, "I don't want to." ”

The itch probed from her palm to her bones, crispy and numb, and Hua Ting withdrew her hand.

"Say yes or no?"

Jane also hesitated for a second, "Okay." ”

"Then the deal!"

Behind her, Mrs. Jane's voice was sharp, as if she had an argument with someone, Hua Ting turned her head and saw that she and Jian Maosheng were pulling and pulling behind Bai Qihong, as if they were about to scuffle together; Jian Maosheng scolded in a low voice, his cheeks flushed with anger, and he dragged Mrs. Jane's arm and took her out of the racetrack, but Mrs. Jian did not comply, and the name of the flower popped up a few times between the words......

Jian Yi tilted her head slightly, her brows uncomfortably twisted together.

Mrs. Jane is also the wife of the Governor of Internal Affairs of the government, and she should be aware of her appearance in public, but she insists on developing her out-of-control words and deeds into a shoddy street shrew.

Seeing this, Bai Qihong almost snorted coldly from his nasal cavity in a mocking tone: "What an ignorant woman." ”

"Jane," Hua Ting quipped, "Mrs. Jane doesn't like my daughter-in-law from the bottom of her heart." ”

"It's okay, I like it."

Mrs. Jian angrily pulled Chen Jingzhi away, and Jian Maosheng trotted back to Bai Qihong's side with a smile on his face, and returned to the topic just now without any influence.

In the evening, Jian Maosheng led a group of people to dine at a newly opened Japanese restaurant on Nanjing Road, and it is said that Fujita Shoji, the majority shareholder of this Japanese restaurant, was sitting next to their box and tasting rice wine.

The box is divided into rosewood, small but very elegant, and you can faintly hear the strings of geisha outside the door, and the clogs are tapping and tapping to the drums. The Japanese woman's soft words sounded outside the box, and the wooden door was gently opened by the bodyguard. A woman dressed in a plain brocade satin kimono stepped in with her head bowed and stepped in, knelt respectfully in front of the table, presented the sashimi, said "please use it", and retreated meekly.

Since traveling to old Shanghai, Hua Ting has not eaten an authentic Japanese meal for a long time, and as soon as the Japanese woman with her face covered with heavy powder stepped back, Hua Ting couldn't wait to take the chopsticks and reach for the plate of fresh sashimi in the middle of the table.

On the opposite side, Jian Maosheng was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his oily head was meticulously combed back against his scalp, which was in stark contrast to Bai Qihong, who was wearing a Chinese-style linen-colored robe and horse coat.

The atmosphere in the box was extraordinarily harmonious, and the two knelt at both ends of this low square table, and the marriage between Hua Ting and Jian Yi was finalized on Chinese New Year's Eve two months later.

Hua Ting's chopsticks holding two pieces of salmon trembled uncontrollably at the moment when he heard that the marriage had been finalized, and the salmon accurately fell into the small plate of wasabi soy sauce in front of him, and splashed a few drops of jet-black soy sauce on the back of his hand.

Jane also took a tissue to wipe it for her in time.

But in her mind, the cold face under the brim of the hat suddenly popped up.

Suddenly, an old string in my heart was suddenly plucked, making a dull bass.

Chen Shu, I'm getting married.

"Recently, ** seems to be extraordinarily active, killing several newly appointed Japanese dignitaries in a row." Jian Maosheng frowned, and said in a mysterious voice, "Fukuda Jiying, who died last time, is the director of the government's internal affairs department who bought you and Cai Bingrong's batch of arms. ”

As soon as Hua Ting raised her eyes, Jian Yi's eyebrows were calm, and she didn't loosen up at all, and she took the time to sandwich a piece of sweet shrimp sushi for her.

"I've heard," Bai Qihong sneered, "The arms business is almost out of my business now, and that young yellow-haired boy intends to kick me out of Shanghai's arms trade," Bai Qihong took a sip of rice wine in his cup without much care, "I don't care about this profit, I want to see now, with the ability of such a yellow-haired boy, how can this arms deal continue!" Bai Qihong put down the cup, and then sneered again, "It's hard for me to see!" ”

Jian Maosheng didn't think so, "Chen Shu has colluded with a large number of government dignitaries in the past few months, he is much more shrewd than Cai Bingrong's gang, according to the current form, the power and connections of the Dragon Gang are expanding day by day under his control, and now it is not easy to bring him down." ”

"Then let's see what momentum he can make!" Bai Qihong angrily clenched the porcelain cup in his hand, as if he wanted to smash it.

He just can't listen to others.

The meal was eaten very slowly, and it was already dark when I left the restaurant, so I drank some soju, and as soon as I got into the car, I leaned against the cold window glass; Looking at the change of light and shadow outside the window, just turning a corner, the street suddenly became deserted, and it seemed that it fell from the bustling to the darkness in an instant, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

She saw a familiar dark blue body in a small area in the front seat mirror, and even on the dark and deserted street, she recognized the dark blue soft-top sedan at a glance, following it as if it were a leisurely stroll.

Since you're getting married, shouldn't you tell me? By the way, invite him to his own wedding?

Hua Ting felt inexplicably crying and laughing at her crazy thoughts, and just around the next corner, she shouted to stop.

"Sister Hua, where are you going?"

Hua Ting opened the car door and went down, and closed the door again.

"Where are you going?" Jane also put the window down, but she didn't mean to follow.

"Say a few words to the same old man."

The dark blue soft-top sedan stopped in front of her.

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the intersection in front of me," Jian Yi just glanced at the rearview mirror in front of him, "It won't be too long." ”

Chen Shu was sitting in the back of the car, the window was closed, and he turned his face to look at her.

Hua Ting still recklessly opened the car door with one hand, and the cat got in, casually as if he should have taken 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 short distance from him.

"You say." The eyebrows in front of him seemed to carry a little joy and expectation, shining exceptionally in the night.