"Lao Tzu said ......" The angry flower thought for a while, "Why should I tell you this, you don't understand after telling you," so he smiled lazily, retracted his chin into the futon, and prepared to sleep.

"Don't Sister Hua, you say, I'll listen to it."

Hua Ting's darkening eyes squinted evilly, "I'm tired." He raised his hand and brushed the sticky hairs in front of his forehead, looking too lazy to talk to him more.

In response to the gesture of Hua Ting, Jane also reached out to probe the temperature of her forehead as if she suddenly remembered something, "The fever seems to have almost subsided." ”

Hua Ting frowned impatiently, even if he was lying flat, he had to tilt his chin and scold him, "Do you want Lao Tzu to rest?" ”

"Sister Hua, can't I see if you want to sleep or not?" Jane also pouted, leaned slightly closer to her, but almost slipped her leg and was about to fall.

Hua wanted to laugh, and when she saw that he was sitting firmly on the edge of the bed again, she flattened the corners of her mouth and sighed, "Jian Yi," she turned over a little tiredly, "don't you think it's strange?" Why can't you even play the piano with the flower in front of you? ”

"I just don't want to play it," Jian Yi tapped her forehead with two fingers, "isn't it?" ”

Hua listened softly and glared with her eyes, "I usually see that you are very smart, but now why are you as stupid as a pig?" ”

Jian Yi's peach blossom eyes were still unlifted, and the smile on her lips was even bigger, "Sister Hua doesn't mean to say that she is not a white flower?" ”

Hearing his rhetorical question, Hua Ting lowered her brows and softened her voice, "I'm Bai Hua Ting, but it's not the Bai Hua you know." ”

She closed her eyes, her voice so soft that she seemed to fall asleep, "Maybe it's not me who you're in love." ”

Jian Yi blinked inexplicably, got up and tucked her quilt away, "Sister Hua," he paced a few steps, poured himself a cup of tea in front of the dresser, the tea soup was hot, and it was a good red robe, which was bright in his throat, he took a sip and smiled in a deep throat: "It doesn't matter if you are Sister Hua or not, what I like is still you." ”

*******

As soon as the illness was cured, Hua Ting went to the Las Vera casino, looked at a few pieces of ledgers on the table, and had a headache after only turning two pages, she really didn't have a cold heart for numbers.

On that day, he risked his life to talk about business with Bai Qihong, although the process was quite smooth, Bai Qihong was happy, but he didn't see any additional expressions to himself, except for a few praises and appreciation, it can be regarded as laying a good foundation in his heart, right?

As soon as Hua Ting calmed down and prepared to check the account book of the opponent, the manager Ayao knocked on the door and said that Director Qian was looking for her.

Director Qian?

Hua Ting and this Director Qian have not intersected since they boarded the ship in Beiping that day, but as long as they thought of the inspector who was forced to leave that day, Hua Ting raised his eyebrows, beckoned him to make a pot of red robes, and invited him in.

Director Qian didn't wear a police uniform this time, he wore a stiff suit, maybe it was hot, as soon as he entered the door, he took off his coat and put it between his arms, Ah Yao diligently pulled out a chair opposite Hua Ting for him, Director Qian sat down with a step on his legs, and said hello to Hua Ting with a smile.

"Director Qian came to me specially for the purpose of inspection and supervision?"

"Miss Bai is smart." Director Qian took the tea handed by Hua Ting, and a pair of elite eyes locked her heavily.

Hua Ting picked up her cup, lowered her head and gently blew the tea soup, and the rising mist diffused between her eyebrows, "Director Qian thinks I know something?" ”

"Miss Bai is a person who understands," Director Qian didn't drink tea, but put the teacup on the table again, "You should know something." ”

"Of course I know something, but I guess most people do."

Director Qian frowned, looking a little embarrassed, "Miss Bai also thinks so...... The people around Mr. Bai? ”

"Hmm." Hua Ting held the tea cup and replied lightly.

"Does Miss Bai know his whereabouts?" Director Qian's words were meaningful, and his fingers tapped lightly on the table.

Hua Tingqian tasted a sip of tea, shook his head and said, "Bai Qihong wants to hide the person, does Director Qian think I will know?" ”

Director Qian didn't drink tea, but lit a cigarette.

"I want to ask," Hua Ting put down the teacup in his hand, his voice was low, and his eyes were heavy, "Why did Director Qian help the inspector overturn the case?" ”

Director Qian shook off the cigarette ash in his hand and sighed deeply, "Shijie is a good person, I know him." ”

"Actually, Director Qian is the same as I think, there is little chance of the inspector turning over." Because her great-grandfather only returned to Shanghai in the second year after her white father was born, it can be said that her great-grandfather has lived in Beiping for most of his life; Looking back now, she can probably understand why Grandpa's Mandarin has an inexplicable Beijing accent from time to time, which is not because he has watched too much Peking Opera.

"Even if we catch the kid surnamed Ding, we can't do anything without evidence." How could Hua Ting not think about this? With the science and technology of the current era, not to mention fingerprints or anything, there are not even the most basic eyewitnesses, where is this case going to start?

"What Miss Bai thought, I thought about it too......" Director Qian looked helpless, and his eyes fell on the asparagus in the corner of the office, "Miss Bai also likes to plant asparagus?" ”

"No, it's Mr. White."

Speaking of Bai Qihong, Director Qian's eyes sank, and he hurriedly smoked the last bit of cigarette and got up to leave, "If Miss Bai has any clues, come to the police station to find me." ”

"Okay."

After Director Qian left, Hua Ting couldn't read a word in the account book.

Thinking of the scene when Zhao Yiran waved goodbye to her on the steamer to Beiping that day, and thought of her reluctance and expectation for this land, as soon as her hand was loosened, the pen fell low, and her bones rolled a few times on the mahogany table, and when she was about to roll to the edge, she reached out again, unconsciously grabbed it, stroked her thumb on it, and rubbed it delicately.

It's a pity that their opponent is Bai Qihong, the Bai Qihong who is decisive in talking and laughing, and the ruthless Bai Qihong who is rumored to be ruthless, he seems to have no weaknesses and is perfect and flawless.

****

Because of the jealous joke that Jian Maosheng made with Mrs. Bai at Bai Qihong's birthday dinner that day, Jian Yiyi went to the Jian family's mansion with flowers today.

Thinking about it carefully, Hua Ting has indeed not been home once since she got married, and she rarely sees Mrs. Bai, thinking that her daughter is really not competent enough, not to mention the cold-faced Bai Qihong, Mrs. Bai always treats her well, and will take the time to go back to the Bai Mansion to catch up with Mrs. Bai another day.

The car stopped in front of the gate of Jane's house, and as soon as Hua Ting's foot stepped out of the door, Mrs. Jane's snarky face flashed in her mind, and her temples suddenly beat in this second.

The backyard of Jane's house is a gloomy bamboo forest, the front yard is exquisite, the flowers are weeping willow green, the golden hall and jade horses, all of them are the style of the rich and noble, and the maids and servants go in and out, and they can be seen everywhere.

In the hall, the pai gow made of tooth bones rattled, and a few girls gathered around to watch the excitement, but it also looked like a happy up and down; Mrs. Jane touched the cards a few times, and when she saw the flower come in, she lowered her eyebrows, looked a little tired, curled her fingers dyed with impatiens to cover her lips, yawned lazily, and whispered something to the side, and the girl on the side answered the call, and after a while, she took a cigarette and lit it for her.

Madame Jane played Pai Gow with one hand, pinched the pipe with her fingertips like onions in the other, and took a deep breath with squinted eyes.

The smoke spit out from the red lips was a little sultry, I think this Jian Mao also spoiled her in her life, otherwise where did this arrogant and arrogant temper come from?

Jane also saw it, and reached out expressionlessly to take Mrs. Jane's cigarette, and threw it into the spittoon beside her.

Mrs. Jian propped up her hands, her fingers were staggered, and she still maintained the posture of holding the cigarette just now, slowly spit out the remaining smoke in her mouth, turned her head to look at Hua Ting, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "If Miss Bai is hungry, you can eat first, I estimate that it will take more than an hour." ”

"I'm not hungry." Hua Tingjiao smiled and walked towards Mrs. Jane, leaned over slightly and drew a card for Mrs. Jane, who had not yet reacted, just because her hands were itchy, so she played the dominoes in the palm of her hand a few times, raised her eyes and swept a few cards on the table that were lit up, and she probably had a number in her heart, so she threw out a plum card on the left hand side of Mrs. Jane.

Madame Jane's raised red lips stiffened.

Without waiting for her to scold, Hua Ting smiled lightly and stood up straight, "Six points to fight four points, tiger head, win!" (To be continued.) )