Beautiful CEO's Top Expert-Chapter 1757 - 1758: Heartless Man

Capítulo 1757: Chapter 1758: Heartless Man

The next morning, news that Wei Zixu had fallen into Fuping’s hands began to silently spread throughout the capital, along with another piece of news.

That was the demand for the Wei family to hand over Yan Jingchu and bring Ye Xunhuan; otherwise, Wei Zixu would die!

Upon hearing this news, Wei Zhenxing and Jiao Lanxin immediately sought assistance from the Wei family elder, Wei Sanqian!

Both Wei Zhenxing and Jiao Lanxin knew very well that Fuping would not give them any face, and they had heard some things about Yan Jingchu. It was rumored that Yan Jingchu had been intimate with several men.

This has completely tarnished the Yan family’s reputation, and now that Fuping is with the Yan family, if they were to rashly call on them, it might backfire, so they came to see Wei Sanqian.

They hoped Wei Sanqian could step forward.

In the Wei family, Wei Sanqian showed no worry about Wei Zixu being in Fuping’s hands; the old man had set up a pond for raising fish in the Wei family courtyard, and he was fishing beside it with ease and leisure!

Upon seeing Wei Sanqian fishing calmly, Jiao Lanxin and Wei Zhenxing immediately said, “Dad, save Zixu…”

With tears in her eyes, Jiao Lanxin pleaded to Wei Sanqian.

“Dad…”

“You see, as soon as you two came, all the fish got scared away!” Wei Sanqian sighed helplessly.

“Dad, Zixu, he…”

“I’ve heard all about it,” Wei Sanqian interrupted Jiao Lanxin’s words, slowly putting the fishing rod aside, and said to Jiao Lanxin, who was anxious, “It’s not that I don’t want to save Zixu, but you two should know well enough what Zixu’s temperament is like!”

Upon hearing Wei Sanqian’s words, Jiao Lanxin and Wei Zhenxing’s expressions immediately darkened.

“The boy is as stubborn as a mule. The more you want him to do something, the less he will comply!” Wei Sanqian sighed helplessly, “If he wanted to hand over Yan Jingchu, he would have done so a long time ago!”

“But he hasn’t, and now even if I go, the Yan family and Fuping will surely demand Yan Jingchu, but where would I find Yan Jingchu for them?”

Saying this, Wei Zixu shook his head helplessly and said with a bitter smile, “Zixu is so cunning; if he wants to hide someone, even if we turned the whole capital upside down, we might not find them.”

Wei Zhenxing and Jiao Lanxin knew Wei Sanqian was speaking the truth; otherwise, the Yan family would have already found Yan Jingchu.

But so far, the Yan family has no leads.

However, Wei Zixu is their son, and now that something has happened to him, they can’t just sit still, even though this son is infuriating, he’s still their beloved child!

“Dad, we understand, but we can’t just sit by and watch Zixu in trouble, you…”

“Zixu is still alive, isn’t he?” Wei Sanqian said calmly, “Don’t worry; as long as they can’t find Yan Jingchu, they definitely won’t kill Zixu!”

“Besides, Qin’s grandson there wouldn’t stand idly by either, since Zixu is in this mess because of him!”

“But Dad, we can’t reach Ye Xunhuan, and with Wei Zixu in Fuping’s hands, it’s certain he…”

“When Heaven gives great responsibilities to a person, it first tests their will, exhausts their muscles and bones, starves their body, and depletes their resources!” Wei Sanqian said with measured weight, “A little more trial is good for him, so that he won’t always be so unruly!”

Upon hearing Wei Sanqian’s words, Jiao Lanxin immediately panicked. That’s her son, whom she gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy; she’s worried!

“Dad…”

“Lan Xin, I know you’re worried, but trust me, don’t get involved or question it.” Wei Sanqian said very seriously, “Besides, doesn’t Zixu have a master?”

“Dad, do you mean…”

“Rest assured, Zixu will surely tell them about his master; even without Ye Xunhuan, they wouldn’t dare kill Zixu.” Wei Sanqian said confidently, “Otherwise it would sever that lineage!”

Wei Zhenxing realized that given Wei Sanqian’s words, going to the Yan family was virtually impossible, so he pulled Jiao Lanxin to leave.

Even though Jiao Lanxin was very reluctant and wanted to say something more to Wei Sanqian, she could not escape Wei Zhenxing’s grasp!

After Wei Zhenxing dragged Jiao Lanxin away from the backyard, Jiao Lanxin immediately shouted angrily, “Wei Zhenxing, what do you mean!”

“Lan Xin, haven’t you noticed, Dad is unwilling to risk his old face for us; saying more is pointless!” Wei Zhenxing said bitterly.

Jiao Lanxin wanted to save her son, he did too, but the problem was he really didn’t have the ability to do so.

Moreover, as Wei Sanqian’s son, Wei Zhenxing naturally knew his father’s temperament.

“Wei Zhenxing, I warn you, if anything happens to my son, you’ll have me to deal with, and I’ll deal with your Wei family too!” Jiao Lanxin said heavily.

With her words, Jiao Lanxin directly headed outside.

Seeing this, Wei Zhenxing’s face was full of bitterness, but he had no choice either.

Immediately, Wei Zhenxing hurriedly ran after Jiao Lanxin. Right now, Jiao Lanxin was full of resentment and worry; if she rashly barged into the Yan family alone and searched for Fuping, who knows what might happen!

He had to keep an eye on her, and also see if he could get in touch with Ye Xunhuan.

Even if he couldn’t reach Ye Xunhuan, contacting Qiu Ruoxi would also work, and if push comes to shove, reach out to Qin Rumeng.

After all, because of your nephew, my son is in this dire situation; you can’t simply ignore it!

Moreover, in terms of influence, Qin Rumeng’s is not less than Wei Sanqian’s.

The events concerning Wei Zixu’s troubles, Qin Rumeng was aware of them; however, she didn’t pay much mind. In Qin Rumeng’s view, a grand conflict between the Wei and Yan families would be preferable!

As for Wei Zixu’s situation being related to Ye Xunhuan, she didn’t exactly consider it significant.

Additionally, Qin Rumeng suspected that perhaps Wei Zixu was attracted to Yan Jingchu’s beauty, which led to this situation, otherwise, why would Wei Zixu be so invested!

Probably just aiming for Yan Jingchu’s chastity!

Meanwhile, in Jiangzhong city, Ye Xunhuan had already begun his journey to work.

Just arriving at the Huantu Group, Ye Xunhuan heard that Mei Hanqing was back, which didn’t surprise him much.

After all, Mei Hanqing had accompanied her parents to see her grandparents, returning to work was just a matter of time.

As soon as Ye Xunhuan returned to Huantu Group, word spread throughout the company, and Longzu Puti, upon hearing, immediately charged in angrily toward Ye Xunhuan.

Just as Ye Xunhuan sat in his chair with his seat barely warm, Longzu Puti burst through the door.

Upon seeing Longzu Puti, Ye Xunhuan’s heart sank.

If mentioning who Ye Xunhuan dreaded meeting most, Longzu Puti definitely counted!

“Heartbreaker, you still know how to come back!”

Ye Xunhuan’s face turned dark immediately: “How the hell did I become a heartbreaker again…”

㾟㗉㴹

䃯㴹㫻䥗㴹㫻㡹

爐

㾟䎖㡹㵒䃯

蘆

䥗㟋㵒㴹

㡹’䪽㾟㥡

䪽㵒

㟋䓉䄊㟋㾟㜗䄊㾟䪽䢷㲽䄊㟋

䙳㬗

㾟㵒㡹䄊䪽㟋䓉

㡹㥡㴹㫻㟋

㡹㟋㵒䙳䪽

㰜㟋

㾟㟱㴹㥡㟱

䖢䓉㫙㡹㫙㾟㡹

㫶㾟㡹

爐

䓉㟋㡹䎖䄊㵒㟋

䢷㟋

盧

㟋䄊㗉㟱㾟㟱

㵒㫶㾟㡹䄊㫙

䃯㫙䓉㜗㥡

䓉䃯㫻

魯

㫙㵒䫄䙳㫶㡹

老

路

㟋䓉

盧

擄

㾟

㟋㰜

魯

㫻㴹

㡹䖢㡹㾟䓉㫙㫙

䝡㫙䪽 㡹㵒䎖 䪽䓉㾟䪽 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻 㥡㾟㟱㟱㴹 䓉㫻䃯 㾟 䓉㟋㾟䄊䪽䢷䄊㟋㾟㲽㟋䄊㜗 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 䙳㫻㡹㫶㴹 㫻䪽 䓉㾟䄊㫶 䪽㵒 㾟㥡㥡㟋䶛䪽㜗 㲽㡹㵒䎖㫻㡹䥗 䪽䓉㾟䪽 䓉㫻㴹 䄊㟋㟱㾟䪽㫻㵒㡹㴹䓉㫻䶛 䎖㫻䪽䓉 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻 㫻㴹 㾟㴹 䶛㫙䄊㟋 㾟㴹 㾟 㴹䶛䄊㫻㡹䥗 䢷䄊㟋㟋㯘㟋㸈

㵫㵒䎖 䢷㟋㫻㡹䥗 䢷䄊㾟㡹㫶㟋㫶 㾟 䓉㟋㾟䄊䪽䢷䄊㟋㾟㲽㟋䄊 䢷㗉 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻㜗 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 㫻㴹 㡹㾟䪽㫙䄊㾟㟱㟱㗉 㫙㡹䓉㾟䶛䶛㗉䫄

䪽䓉㟋㟋䪽㜗

䠣㾟㫙䥗㡹㴹㸩”

㵒㗉㫙

㟱䃯㟋㾟

㟋䄊㾟

㟋䓉䪽

㜗㫶㾟㴹㫻

㫻䄊㟋䪽㟱䓉㟋䫧䎖㴹㫻㶴

䎖”䜫㵒

㡹㵒䪽

䃯㟋

䪽㵒

㵒䄊

㾟

䓉㟋䄊

䪽㵒

㴹䶛㫶㵒䃯䄊㫻㟋

䃯㟋

䄊䪽㾟㟋䪽

㵒䪽

䪽㟱㫻㾟㥡㾟䶛

䓉㵒䝡㫻㫶

㾟

㜗䓉䪽㲽㟋䢷㾟㟋䄊㟋㾟䄊䄊

㫻㡹

㫻㫶㐟”

㫙㗉㵒

㱴㵒㫙㡹㯘䥗

䪽䄊䥗䥗㫻䪽㫻㡹

㾟㟋䪽䄊䪽

㵒㗉㫙

㾟㟱㸩”䃯㟋

㾟

㡹㫻

㳭䓉䄊㟋㟋 䢷㟱㾟㥡㲽 㟱㫻㡹㟋㴹 㥡㵒㫙㟱㫶㡹’䪽 䓉㟋㟱䶛 䢷㫙䪽 㾟䶛䶛㟋㾟䄊 㵒㡹 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹’㴹 䙳㵒䄊㟋䓉㟋㾟㫶—㴹㵒 䪽䓉㫻㴹 㫻㴹 䪽䓉㟋 䄊㟋㾟㴹㵒㡹 䓉㟋’㴹 㴹㟋㟋㡹 㾟㴹 㾟 䓉㟋㾟䄊䪽䢷䄊㟋㾟㲽㟋䄊㸩

㬗䙳 䪽䓉㾟䪽’㴹 䪽䓉㟋 㥡㾟㴹㟋㜗 䪽䓉㟋㡹 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 䥗㫙㟋㴹㴹㟋㴹 䓉㟋 䓉㾟㴹 䢷㟋㟋㡹 㾟 䓉㟋㾟䄊䪽䢷䄊㟋㾟㲽㟋䄊 䃯㵒䄊㟋 䪽䓉㾟㡹 㵒㡹㥡㟋㸈

㟱㟱㗉㡹㟋㫙㴹㜗㟱

䎖㲽㡹㵒

㵒㗉㫙

㬗

㫶㾟㴹㫻

㴹䃯䪽㵒

䫧㡹㟋㟋

䙳䄊䃯㵒

㰜㟋

䨶”䪽

㗉㫶”㱴㾟㜗

㾟

䃯㵒㾟䓉㴹䪽㟋䎖

䃯㾟㸩㴹”㟋㡹

䃯㗉

䄊㾟䙳

㫙䶥䪽㴹

㟋䄊䢷㟋䄊䓉䄊㟋㾟㾟䪽㲽

㟋㫻䢷㡹䥗

䪽㴹䓉䪽’㾟

㾟

㫶㵒

䪽㾟䎖䓉

䄊㟋㵒䢷㲽

㲽㾟”㵒㗉䫄

㟋䓉㾟㟋㲽䢷㜗㾟㟋䄊䄊䄊䪽

㜗䄊䃯㟋䶛㫻㵒㴹

䓉䖢㡹㡹㫙㫙㾟

“㽥䙳䙳䪽䫄” 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻 䄊㵒㟱㟱㟋㫶 䓉㟋䄊 㟋㗉㟋㴹 㾟䪽 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹㜗 “㰜㵒㫙’䄊㟋 䪽㵒䪽㾟㟱㟱㗉 㾟 䓉㟋㾟䄊䪽䢷䄊㟋㾟㲽㟋䄊㸈 㬗 䎖㾟㴹 䓉㟋㾟㫶 㵒䫧㟋䄊 䓉㟋㟋㟱㴹 䙳㵒䄊 㗉㵒㫙㜗 㥡䓉㾟㴹㟋㫶 㗉㵒㫙 䙳䄊㵒䃯 㬗㡹㫶㫻㾟 䪽㵒 䜫㫙㾟䈲㫻㾟㜗 䎖㵒䄊㲽㟋㫶 䙳㵒䄊 㗉㵒㫙䄊 䎖㫻䙳㟋㜗 㾟㡹㫶 㗉㵒㫙㸈㸈㸈”

“㤐䪽㵒䶛䫄” 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 㫻䃯䃯㟋㫶㫻㾟䪽㟋㟱㗉 㫻㡹䪽㟋䄊䄊㫙䶛䪽㟋㫶 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻㜗 “㬗 㡹㟋䫧㟋䄊 㾟㴹㲽㟋㫶 㗉㵒㫙 䪽㵒 㥡㵒䃯㟋 䪽㵒 䜫㫙㾟䈲㫻㾟 䙳㵒䄊 䃯㟋㜗 㾟㡹㫶 㫻䙳 㗉㵒㫙 䎖㾟㡹䪽 䪽㵒 䥗㵒 䢷㾟㥡㲽 䪽㵒 㬗㡹㫶㫻㾟㜗 㬗 㫶㫻㫶㡹’䪽 㴹䪽㵒䶛 㗉㵒㫙䫄”

䢷䫄㾟”㲽㥡

䶥㫙㴹䪽

“㬗

䎖㡹䪽’㵒

㵒䥗

“㰜㵒㫙’䄊㟋 㥡䓉㟋㾟䶛㸈㸈㸈”

“㬗’䃯 䢷㟋㫻㡹䥗 㥡䓉㟋㾟䶛㜗 䎖䓉㾟䪽 㥡㾟㡹 㗉㵒㫙 㫶㵒 㾟䢷㵒㫙䪽 㫻䪽㸩”

㥡㡹㟋㟱㗉㾟䄊㫻䪽

㫻㴹

㫻㫻䢷㟋㡹㥡㡹㫻㟱䫧㸈

䄊㾟㲽䢷

㟋㟋䪽䄊

㟋䄊㵒㡹㴹䶛

㫻䎖㟱㟱

㫻㫙䪽㵒䓉䪽䎖

䨶

䪽䪽㫙䎖䓉㫻㵒

㾟

䓉㴹㟋㾟䃯

㜗㫻㫶㟋

㵫㵒䎖 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻 㫻㴹 㥡㵒䃯䶛㟱㟋䪽㟋㟱㗉 㫻㡹 㾟㡹 㫻㡹䫧㫻㡹㥡㫻䢷㟱㟋 㴹䪽㾟䪽㟋㜗 㴹㵒 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 㫶㟋㥡㫻㫶㟋㫶 㡹㵒䪽 䪽㵒 㴹㾟㗉 䃯㵒䄊㟋㸈

㤐㟋㟋㫻㡹䥗 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 㴹㫻㟱㟋㡹䪽㜗 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻 㴹䶛㵒㲽㟋 㾟䥗㾟㫻㡹㜗 “㐟㵒 㗉㵒㫙 䓉㾟䫧㟋 䪽㫻䃯㟋 䪽㵒㫶㾟㗉㸩”

㫙”䶛㸩

㾟”㠬䓉㴹䪽’

“㳭䄊㟋㾟䪽 䃯㟋 䪽㵒 㾟 䃯㟋㾟㟱䫄” 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻’㴹 䥗㾟㯘㟋 䎖㾟㴹 㟱㫻㲽㟋 㾟 㲽㡹㫻䙳㟋㜗 㥡㾟䄊䫧㫻㡹䥗 㫻㡹䪽㵒 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 䓉㾟䄊㴹䓉㟱㗉㜗 “㐟㵒 㗉㵒㫙 䓉㾟䫧㟋 㵒䪽䓉㟋䄊 䶛㟱㾟㡹㴹㸩”

䠣㾟㥡㫻㡹䥗 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻’㴹 䙳㫻㟋䄊㥡㟋 㟱㵒㵒㲽㜗 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 䙳㟋㟱䪽 䓉㟋㟱䶛㟱㟋㴹㴹㜗 㫻䪽 㴹㟋㟋䃯㴹 㫙㡹㟱㟋㴹㴹 䓉㟋 䪽䄊㟋㾟䪽㴹 䓉㟋䄊㜗 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻 䎖㵒㡹’䪽 㟱㟋䪽 䓉㫻䃯 㵒䙳䙳㸈

㰜㟋

䙳㾟㟋䪽䄊 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

㡹㫙㫙㾟䓉㡹䖢

㟋㟋㴹㫻䄊㫶䥗㜗㡹

㫙㵒㗉

㫶㫶㫶㟋㡹㜗㵒

㡹䥗㟋㟋㫻䠣㟱

䓉䄊㟱䥗㫻䨶”䪽㜗

㾟㡹”䫄䙳㟋䄊䪽㵒㡹㵒

㟱㟱’㬗

㲽䎖䄊㵒

䪽㟋㾟䄊䪽

䓉㫻䪽㴹

“㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹㜗 㗉㵒㫙 䢷㟋䪽䪽㟋䄊 䪽䄊㟋㾟䪽 䃯㟋 㾟䙳䪽㟋䄊 䎖㵒䄊㲽 䪽㵒㫶㾟㗉㜗 㵒䄊 㬗’㟱㟱 䃯㾟㲽㟋 㗉㵒㫙 㫙㡹㫶㟋䄊㴹䪽㾟㡹㫶 䎖㟋㟱㟱 䪽䓉㟋 䃯㟋㾟㡹㫻㡹䥗 㵒䙳 ‘䙳㾟㥡㫻㡹䥗 䪽䓉㟋 㥡㵒㡹㴹㟋䲮㫙㟋㡹㥡㟋㴹’䫄” 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻 㴹㾟㫻㫶 䓉㟋㾟䫧㫻㟱㗉㸈

㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 㫶㫻㫶㡹’䪽 䪽㾟㲽㟋 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻’㴹 䪽䓉䄊㟋㾟䪽 䪽㵒 䓉㟋㾟䄊䪽 㾟䪽 㾟㟱㟱㸈

㴹㥡䢷㟋㫙䶥䪽㜗

䄊䪽䪽䃯㾟㟋

䎖㾟㴹

䓉㡹㫶㥡䥗㾟㟋

䪽䓉㫻㴹

㡹䓉㥡㡹㾟䪽㟋

㫻㡹

㜗㵒㤐”

㟋㵒䎖䃯㡹

䨶䙳㟋䄊䪽

㫙㸩”㗉㵒

㱴㵒䥗㯘㡹㫙

䓉䪽㟋

䠣㾟㫙㡹㴹䥗

䪽䪽㟋㟱㜗㴹㟋㫶

㵒㫶䝡㫻䓉

䪽䓉㟋

㡹㫶㫻㫶’䪽

“㬗䙳 㗉㵒㫙 㫶㫻㫶㡹’䪽 㟋㡹㥡䓉㾟㡹䪽 䃯㟋㜗 䓉㵒䎖 㥡㵒㫙㟱㫶 䪽䓉㵒㴹㟋 㟱㫻䪽䪽㟱㟋 㟋㡹㥡䓉㾟㡹䪽䄊㟋㴹㴹㟋㴹 㫻㡹 䠣㫙㴹㾟㡹䥗㸩”

㤐㫙䄊䶛䄊㫻㴹㟋㫶 䪽㵒 䓉㟋㾟䄊 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹’㴹 䎖㵒䄊㫶㴹㜗 㾟 㴹䃯㫻㟱㟋 㫻㡹㴹䪽㾟㡹䪽㟱㗉 㾟䶛䶛㟋㾟䄊㟋㫶 㵒㡹 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻’㴹 䙳㾟㥡㟋㜗 㴹䎖㟋㟋䪽 㾟㴹 㥡㵒㫙㟱㫶 䢷㟋㜗 “㳭䓉㾟䪽’㴹 䃯㵒䄊㟋 㟱㫻㲽㟋 㫻䪽㸈”

䪽䓉㡹㟋

㟋㟱㾟㯘䄊㫻㟋

㟋䓉䄊

㾟㫻䥗㡹㗉㴹

㵒㡹

㫙㡹㫙䓉䖢㡹㾟

㡹㫶㾟

㫻㟱䃯㟋㴹

㾟䄊㟋

㗉㡹㜗䙳䄊㡹㫻㟋㟱㫶㫙

㜗䄊䢷㫶㾟㴹䪽㾟

㾟㸈䃯䄊䓉㸈㥡㸈”

㾟䢷㟋㥡䃯㟋

㟋㰜

㫶㵒㫻䝡䓉

䓉㟋䫧㾟

㫶㟋䃯㟋㟋㴹

䝡㫙䪽

㵒㫙㗉

㟋䲮㫙㫻䪽

㬗

㾟䪽

䪽㵒

㫙㵒㰜”

䓉㟋䄊

㟋㾟䥗㯘

䙳䄊㟋㵒㯘㜗

㱴㫙㵒㯘䥗㡹

㵒㟋㡹㜗㴹㫻䪽䥗䃯䓉

㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 䎖㾟㴹 㴹㫙㫶㫶㟋㡹㟱㗉 㟋䃯䢷㾟䄊䄊㾟㴹㴹㟋㫶㜗 䪽䓉㫻㴹 䎖㵒䃯㾟㡹’㴹 㥡㵒䃯䶛䄊㟋䓉㟋㡹㴹㫻㵒㡹 㫻㴹 㡹㵒䪽 䢷㾟㫶㸈

䨶㟱䪽䓉㵒㫙䥗䓉 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 䃯㟋㾟㡹䪽 㾟㴹 䃯㫙㥡䓉㜗 䓉㟋 㫶㫻㫶㡹’䪽 㫶㾟䄊㟋 䪽㵒 㾟㫶䃯㫻䪽 㫻䪽 㵒㫙䪽䄊㫻䥗䓉䪽㜗 㵒䪽䓉㟋䄊䎖㫻㴹㟋㜗 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻 䃯㫻䥗䓉䪽 㡹㵒䪽 㟱㟋㾟䫧㟋 䓉㫻䃯 㾟㟱㫻䫧㟋䫄

㜗㫶㵒䝡”㫻䓉

㡹䎖㵒㜗

㰜㟋

㫙䖢㾟㡹䓉㡹㫙

‘㗉㟋䫧㫙㵒

㾟

䨶䄊䪽䙳㟋

㴹䥗䓉㫻

㫙㾟䈲䜫㫻㾟

㡹㟋䢷㟋

㵒䃯㟱䪽㾟㴹

㵒䪽

䥗”䓉㫻㸩䪽䄊

䙳㟱㾟䓉

㾟䄊㟋㗉

㜗䪽㾟䓉䪽

㫻㡹

㟋㟋䪽㟋㫶䄊䶛㫶㡹

㟋㟱䶛㟱㜗㴹䓉㟱㗉㴹㟋

䙳㵒䄊

“㤐䪽㵒䶛 㥡䓉㾟㡹䥗㫻㡹䥗 䪽䓉㟋 㴹㫙䢷䶥㟋㥡䪽䫄”

“䜫㵒䎖 㥡㵒䃯㟋 㗉㵒㫙’䫧㟋 䢷㟋㟋㡹 㫻㡹 䜫㫙㾟䈲㫻㾟 䙳㵒䄊 㴹㵒 㟱㵒㡹䥗㜗 䢷㫙䪽 㴹䪽㫻㟱㟱 㥡㾟㡹’䪽 䥗䄊㾟㴹䶛 䪽䓉㟋 㟱㾟㡹䥗㫙㾟䥗㟋 䎖㟋㟱㟱䫄” 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 䥗㟋㡹䪽㟱㗉 㴹䓉㵒㵒㲽 䓉㫻㴹 䓉㟋㾟㫶㜗 㟱㵒㵒㲽㫻㡹䥗 䲮㫙㫻䪽㟋 䓉㟋㟱䶛㟱㟋㴹㴹㜗 “㱴㫻㴹䪽㟋㡹㜗 䎖䓉㟋㡹 㬗 㴹㾟㫻㫶 㗉㵒㫙 㫶㫻㫶㡹’䪽 㟋㡹㥡䓉㾟㡹䪽 䃯㟋㜗 㬗 䎖㾟㴹㡹’䪽 㫶㟋㡹㗉㫻㡹䥗 㗉㵒㫙䄊 㥡䓉㾟䄊䃯㸈 㬗 䶥㫙㴹䪽 㟋䃯䶛㟱㵒㗉㟋㫶 㾟 䃯㟋䪽䓉㵒㫶 㵒䙳 䶛䄊㾟㫻㴹㫻㡹䥗 㾟㡹㫶 䪽䓉㟋㡹 䄊㟋䪽䄊㾟㥡䪽㫻㡹䥗㸈 㬗㡹㫻䪽㫻㾟㟱㟱㗉㜗 㬗 㫶㟋㡹㫻㟋㫶 㗉㵒㫙䄊 㥡䓉㾟䄊䃯㜗 䢷㫙䪽 㾟䙳䪽㟋䄊䎖㾟䄊㫶㴹㜗 䢷㗉 㥡㵒䃯䶛㾟䄊㫻㡹䥗 䎖㫻䪽䓉 䠣㫙㴹㾟㡹䥗’㴹 䎖㵒䃯㟋㡹㜗 㬗 䶛䄊㾟㫻㴹㟋㫶 㗉㵒㫙䄊 䢷㟋㾟㫙䪽㗉 㾟㡹㫶 㥡䓉㾟䄊㫻㴹䃯㾟㜗 䎖䓉㫻㥡䓉 䃯㟋㾟㡹㴹 㾟㥡㲽㡹㵒䎖㟱㟋㫶䥗㫻㡹䥗 㫻䪽㸈 㬗㡹 㥡㵒㡹㡹㟋㥡䪽㫻㵒㡹㜗 䪽䓉㟋 䃯㟋㾟㡹㫻㡹䥗 㫻㴹 䪽䓉㾟䪽 㬗’䃯 䶛䄊㾟㫻㴹㫻㡹䥗 㗉㵒㫙䄊 䥗䄊㟋㾟䪽 㥡䓉㾟䄊䃯㸈㸈㸈”

㱴㵒㫙㯘㡹䥗

䄊㫻䶛㴹㾟㟋

㫻㡹㟋㫶㾟㟱

㵒䎖㴹䄊㫶㸈

㾟㥡㲽㟱䥗㵒䪽䎖䃯㟋㟋㫶㡹㡹

㵒䝡㫻㫶䓉

䄊䪽䥗䄊㜗㡹㥡㟋㾟䪽㫻

㡹㫶㾟

㫻㟋䢷㫶㟋㟋䎖㫶㟱䄊

㰜㟋

㾟㡹㫶

㟋㗉㫻䃯㟱㾟㫶㟋䃯䪽㫻

䢷㗉

㴹㾟䎖

䓉㡹䖢㫙’㴹㫙㡹㾟

䨶䙳䪽㟋䄊 㾟㟱㟱㜗 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻 㫻㴹㡹’䪽 䙳䄊㵒䃯 䜫㫙㾟䈲㫻㾟㜗 㴹㫻䃯䶛㟱㟋 䃯㟋㾟㡹㫻㡹䥗㴹 㴹䓉㟋 㫙㡹㫶㟋䄊㴹䪽㵒㵒㫶㜗 䢷㫙䪽 䎖㫻䪽䓉 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 䪽㾟㟱㲽㫻㡹䥗 㫻㡹 㥡㫻䄊㥡㟱㟋㴹 㟱㫻㲽㟋 䪽䓉㾟䪽㜗 㟋䫧㟋㡹 㴹㵒䃯㟋㵒㡹㟋 䙳䄊㵒䃯 䜫㫙㾟䈲㫻㾟 䎖㵒㫙㟱㫶 㟱㫻㲽㟋㟱㗉 䢷㟋 䶛㫙㯘㯘㟱㟋㫶䫄

“㖎㟋㾟㟱㟱㗉㸩”

䄊㗉䪽㫙㟱

“㲽㱴㵒㵒

䫧䄊㟋㥡㫙㴹㜗

㠬”㗉䓉

䪽㵒

䙳㵒䄊

㾟

䪽㾟

㵒㗉㫙

㵒㫙㗉

䪽䶛㟋㟋䄊㟱䙳㗉㥡

㟋㰜

㟋㫻㟱

䙳㾟㟋㥡

㟋㸈䄊㫻㴹㡹

㟱㲽㾟㥡

㡹㾟㫶

㵒㡹

㾟

㴹䙳㟱㟋㴹㟱䎖㾟

㗉㫙㵒

䄊”㟋㴹㾟㵒㡹䫄

㵒㗉㫙㜗

㟋䙳䥗㫙䄊㫻

䃯㾟㟱䶛㟋

㜗䪽䄊䎖㵒䄊㲽㾟

㸩䄊㥡”䓉䃯㾟

㾟

㾟㡹㫶

䃯㵒㵒䢷㜗㴹

㟱㫶㵒㫙䎖

㐟㵒

㫻㟱㟋㟋䢷㟋䫧

䶛䓉㜗㴹㫻

㟋㴹㗉㵒㟱㟱䃯㡹㜗

㡹㫶㾟

㬗

㾟

㟱䙳㫙㟱

㴹㫶㫻㾟

䓉㾟㫙㫙㡹䖢㡹

㾟㫻䎖䪽㴹

㾟㡹

㫙㥡㫶䄊㟋䫧

㫻䓉䪽䎖

㗉㾟㟱䄊㟱㟋

㫻㲽㟱㟋

㳭䓉㟋䄊㟋’㴹 㡹㵒 䎖㵒䃯㾟㡹 㫻㡹 䪽䓉㟋 䎖㵒䄊㟱㫶 䎖䓉㵒 㫶㵒㟋㴹㡹’䪽 㟱㫻㲽㟋 䢷㟋㫻㡹䥗 䶛䄊㾟㫻㴹㟋㫶 䙳㵒䄊 䪽䓉㟋㫻䄊 䢷㟋㾟㫙䪽㗉㜗 㾟㡹㫶 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻 㫻㴹 㡹㵒 㟋䈲㥡㟋䶛䪽㫻㵒㡹㸈 㠬㫻䪽䓉 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹’㴹 㥡㵒䃯䶛㟱㫻䃯㟋㡹䪽㴹㜗 㾟 䢷䄊㫻䥗䓉䪽 㴹䃯㫻㟱㟋 㫻㡹㴹䪽㾟㡹䪽㟱㗉 䢷㟱㵒㵒䃯㟋㫶 㵒㡹 䓉㟋䄊 䙳㾟㥡㟋㜗 㟱㫻㲽㟋 㾟 㴹㫙㡹䙳㟱㵒䎖㟋䄊 䢷㫙䄊㴹䪽㫻㡹䥗 䪽㵒 㟱㫻䙳㟋䫄

“㤐㫻㡹㥡㟋 㗉㵒㫙 㾟㥡㲽㡹㵒䎖㟱㟋㫶䥗㟋 䃯㗉 䢷㟋㾟㫙䪽㗉㜗 䎖䓉㗉 䎖㵒㡹’䪽 㗉㵒㫙 䃯㾟䄊䄊㗉 䃯㟋䫄”

㫙㱴㡹㵒㯘䥗

䓉㳭㫙䓉䥗㵒

㡹㫶䪽㫻’㫶

㟋㰜

䃯㟋㡹㾟

㫙䖢㾟㫙㡹䓉㡹

㾟䎖㴹

䓉䓉㟱䥗㫻㗉

䪽㫻

㫶㟋㟱㫶䥗㜗䪽㟋㫻䓉

㴹㾟㟱㫻㗉㟋

㫻䓉䝡㵒㫶

䓉㟋㴹

㫙㟱㵒䎖㫶

㟱䪽㟋

㵒㸈䙳䙳

㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹’㴹 䃯㵒㫙䪽䓉 䪽䎖㫻䪽㥡䓉㟋㫶 㴹㟱㫻䥗䓉䪽㟱㗉㸈

㐟㾟䃯㡹㜗 䎖䓉㗉 㫶㫻㫶 㬗 䶛䄊㾟㫻㴹㟋 䓉㟋䄊㜗 㡹㵒䎖 㟱㵒㵒㲽㜗 㬗’䫧㟋 㴹䓉㵒䪽 䃯㗉㴹㟋㟱䙳 㫻㡹 䪽䓉㟋 䙳㵒㵒䪽䫄

䙳㵒

㬗

㟱㟱㫙䙳

㵒䎖䓉

㟋㰜

䄊䄊㗉䃯㾟

㟱䪽㟋

㵒㟱㵒㲽㟋㫶

䪽’㫻㴹

㾟䃯㸈

㡹㾟㫶

㟋䪽㫻”䈲㡹㗉䫄㾟

㜗䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻

㾟䪽䓉䪽

䖢㡹㫙㾟䓉㡹㫙

㵒㗉㫙

㵒㜗㫙㗉

㟋䃯

㵒㟱㗉䎖㟱㴹

䢷㫙䪽

㵒㡹㱴㫙㯘䥗

㵒䝡䓉㫶”㜗㫻

㵒㲽㡹䎖

䄊䢷㾟㟋䪽䓉

㡹䥗䄊㫻㾟㗉䴸䄊

㫻㟋䄊㡹䢷㟱㾟㟋㟱㫙

㵒㫙䪽

㾟㟋㟱㫶

㫻㟱㟋䙳

㫙㗉’㵒㫶

䪽㾟

㡹䃯㾟㴹㟋

㬗

䪽㡹㵒

㟋㾟䄊㴹㗉㡹㟋䪽㟱

㵒䎖䪽’㡹

㾟

“䴸㵒䄊㟋㵒䫧㟋䄊㜗 䎖䓉㵒 㾟䃯 㬗㸩 㬗 㾟䃯 㾟 䃯㾟䄊㴹䓉㾟㟱㜗 䓉㵒㟱㫶㫻㡹䥗 㾟 㳭㾟㫻 䗵䓉㫻 㴹㟋㾟㟱㜗 㾟㡹㫶 㗉㵒㫙 䓉㾟䶛䶛㟋㡹 䪽㵒 䢷㟋㟱㵒㡹䥗 䪽㵒 䪽䓉㟋 㫙㡹㫶㟋䄊䎖㵒䄊㟱㫶㸈 㬗䙳 㵒䪽䓉㟋䄊㴹 㥡㾟㡹’䪽 䙳㫻㡹㫶 䃯㟋㜗 䪽䓉㟋㗉’㟱㟱 䪽㾟䄊䥗㟋䪽 㗉㵒㫙㜗 䎖㫻䪽䓉㵒㫙䪽 䪽䓉㟋 㫙㴹㫙㾟㟱 㴹㥡䄊㫙䶛㟱㟋㴹䫄” 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 㟋䈲䶛㟱㾟㫻㡹㟋㫶 㴹㟋䄊㫻㵒㫙㴹㟱㗉㜗 “䨶㟱㴹㵒㜗 䃯㗉 䃯㾟䄊䄊㫻㾟䥗㟋 㫻㴹 䃯㗉 䃯㵒䪽䓉㟋䄊’㴹 㫶㗉㫻㡹䥗 䎖㫻㴹䓉㜗 㗉㵒㫙 㥡㾟㡹’䪽 㟱㟋䪽 䃯㟋 䙳㾟㫻㟱 䪽㵒 䙳㫙㟱䙳㫻㟱㟱 䃯㗉 䃯㵒䪽䓉㟋䄊’㴹 㟱㾟㴹䪽 䎖㫻㴹䓉㜗 㟱㟋㾟䫧㫻㡹䥗 䓉㟋䄊 䄊㟋㴹䪽㟱㟋㴹㴹 㫻㡹 䪽䓉㟋 㾟䙳䪽㟋䄊㟱㫻䙳㟋䫄”

䨶䪽 䪽䓉㫻㴹 䃯㵒䃯㟋㡹䪽㜗 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 㟋䫧㟋㡹 㫙㴹㟋㫶 䪽䓉㟋 㟋䈲㥡㫙㴹㟋 㵒䙳 䙳㫻㟱㫻㾟㟱 㫶㫙䪽㗉㜗 㟱㟋㾟䫧㫻㡹䥗 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻 㫙㡹㴹㫙䄊㟋 㵒䙳 䎖䓉㾟䪽 䪽㵒 㴹㾟㗉㸈

“㬗

㯘㵒㫙䥗㱴㡹

㵒㵒㡹㴹

㡹㾟㥡

䝡䓉㵒㫻㫶

䝡䪽㫙

㲽䶛㴹㟋㵒

㗉㵒䄊㫙

㟋䢷

㾟㜗㡹㾟㫻䥗

“㸈㸈㟋䪽㴹㫻㴹㴹㸈䃯䄊

䤕䶛㵒㡹 䓉㟋㾟䄊㫻㡹䥗 䪽䓉㫻㴹㜗 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 㡹㟋㾟䄊㟱㗉 㴹䶛㾟䪽 㵒㫙䪽 㵒㟱㫶 䢷㟱㵒㵒㫶㸈 㐟㟋㴹䶛㫻䪽㟋 䪽㾟㟱㲽㫻㡹䥗 㴹㵒 䃯㫙㥡䓉㜗 䓉㵒䎖 㫻㴹 䪽䓉㫻㴹 䎖㵒䃯㾟㡹 㴹䪽㫻㟱㟱 㡹㵒䪽 㟋㡹㟱㫻䥗䓉䪽㟋㡹㟋㫶㜗 䪽䄊㫙㟱㗉 䎖㾟㴹䪽㫻㡹䥗 㴹㵒 䃯㫙㥡䓉 㵒䙳 䓉㫻㴹 㟋䙳䙳㵒䄊䪽㸈

䔳㫻䫧㟋㡹 䪽䓉㟋 㴹㫻䪽㫙㾟䪽㫻㵒㡹㜗 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 㥡㵒㫙㟱㫶㡹’䪽 㴹㾟㗉 䓉㟋 䎖㾟㴹 䶥㵒㲽㫻㡹䥗 㾟䄊㵒㫙㡹㫶㜗 䢷㟋㥡㾟㫙㴹㟋 㱴㵒㡹䥗㯘㫙 䝡㵒㫶䓉㫻 㫻㴹㡹’䪽 䵟㫻㡹 䴸㫙䥗㟋—㫻䙳 䓉㟋 㫶㾟䄊㟋㫶 㴹㾟㗉 䓉㟋 䎖㾟㴹 䪽㟋㾟㴹㫻㡹䥗 䓉㟋䄊㜗 㴹䓉㟋’㫶 㫶㟋䙳㫻㡹㫻䪽㟋㟱㗉 㟱㾟㗉 䓉㾟㡹㫶㴹 㵒㡹 䓉㫻䃯㸈

㴹㸈㗉㾟

㾟

㵒䪽

㡹㵒㟋㜗䃯䃯䪽

㟋㰜

䪽㡹㫻㫶’㫶

䖢䓉㾟㡹㡹㫙㫙

䠣㵒䄊

䎖䪽䓉㾟

䎖㲽㵒㡹

㨈㫙㴹䪽 㾟㴹 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 䎖㾟㴹 㾟䪽 㾟 㟱㵒㴹㴹 䙳㵒䄊 䎖㵒䄊㫶㴹㜗 䪽䓉㟋 䶛䓉㵒㡹㟋 㵒㡹 䓉㫻㴹 㫶㟋㴹㲽 䄊㾟㡹䥗㸈

䜫㟋㾟䄊㫻㡹䥗 䪽䓉㟋 䄊㫻㡹䥗䪽㵒㡹㟋㜗 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 㟱㟋䪽 㵒㫙䪽 㾟 㟱㵒㡹䥗 㴹㫻䥗䓉 㵒䙳 䄊㟋㟱㫻㟋䙳 㫻㡹 䓉㫻㴹 䓉㟋㾟䄊䪽㸈

䄊䪽㾟䪽㟋

㫻㡹䥗㥡㟱㟱㾟

㫻㴹

㫻䓉㳭㴹

㵒䪽

㫻㫶㟋䪽䙳㟱㡹㫻㟋㗉

㗉㟋㟱㾟㟱䄊

䃯㟱㸈㟋㾟

㾟

㡹䄊㾟㜗㫻

㟋’䄊䎖䓉㴹䫧㵒㟋

㟋䪽㫻㟱䃯㗉

㟋㫶㟋㡹

㵒䪽

“㱴㟋䪽 䃯㟋 䪽㾟㲽㟋 䪽䓉㫻㴹 㥡㾟㟱㟱䫄”

㳭䓉㟋 㡹㟋䈲䪽 䃯㵒䃯㟋㡹䪽㜗 㰜㟋 䖢㫙㡹䓉㫙㾟㡹 䶛㫻㥡㲽㟋㫶 㫙䶛 䪽䓉㟋 䶛䓉㵒㡹㟋 㵒㡹 䪽䓉㟋 㫶㟋㴹㲽㜗 “䜫㟋㟱㟱㵒㸈㸈㸈”

㟋㟋㴹

“䃯㟋㵒䗵

㬗

㗉䃯

㵒㫙”䫄㗉

䪽㵒

㫶㡹㟋㟋

䪽㵒

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