Amidst the noise of everyone, the plane quickly arrived at the Capital Airport in Beijing. When Chu Xiaolan wanted to push Jiang Minghao off the plane, Jiang Minghao suddenly looked at her coldly and said:
"Captain Chu, you should go back."
Jiang Minghao's voice was very cold, so cold that Chu Xiaolan felt like they were strangers, as if the flirting and cursing before were just acting on occasion, causing Chu Xiaolan to feel a pain in her heart and she couldn't help her tears. Spin in her eyes.
"Okay, don't cry. Although you are a woman, you are also a soldier. A soldier should look like a soldier. What do you cry like?"
In Jiang Minghao’s words, it seemed that she had stretched the distance between herself and Chu Xiaolan very long, making Chu Xiaolan feel that although the man in her mind was right in front of her, she couldn’t touch it anyway, she tolerated it. She cried in her own voice and said:
"But I am your girlfriend, so I should follow you."
"But I didn't agree." Jiang Minghao said sternly. His eyes didn't dare to look directly at Chu Xiaolan. Jiang Minghao was really afraid that he couldn't help it. The unpredictable fate of life and death made Jiang Minghao have no right to talk about love, let alone delay a girl's life.
It is said that women are fickle animals, but Jiang Minghao is now showing more kindness than women. When Chu Xiaolan looked at everyone for help, they actually avoided Chu Xiaolan’s request one after another, as if Afraid of catching the fire, even the uncle Long Zhiwen, who has always loved her and spoiled her, has nothing to do with him.
Chu Xiaolan's tears finally rushed out of her eyes and flowed down. She asked in a choked voice:
"Jiang Minghao, what exactly are you going to do to agree to me?"
"Well, wait for me to stand up someday!"
Jiang Minghao replied indifferently, but this indifferent sentence made Chu Xiaolan's heart feel like being delayed and stung. She is a doctor and naturally knows Jiang Minghao's situation. His words are calm and calm. If that means Jiang Minghao has completely rejected himself.
"you······"
Chu Xiaolan pointed at Jiang Minghao's nose viciously, but couldn't speak. She suddenly raised Jiang Minghao's right hand and bit down his wrist with one bite. Jiang Minghao didn't speak or struggle. , Letting the bite force of Chu Xiaolan's teeth press hard on his skin, he gently closed his eyes, as if the pain in his wrist had transferred all the suffering in his heart, Jiang Minghao felt that Chu Xiaolan bit The harder he got, the better he felt inside.
"Xiao Lan, all right!"
Watching the blood on Jiang Minghao’s wrist drip down his fingers, it seemed that this drop of blood was the love between the two children. As Chu Xiaolan’s bite passed by, Long Zhiwen finally couldn’t help it. The voice stopped:
"Now is not the time to be willful, Jiang Minghao also has his own difficulties, don't bite."
When Chu Xiaolan heard Long Zhiwen's voice, her body was stunned. Although she bit on Jiang Minghao's hand, could Chu Xiaolan's heart drip with blood? When her teeth separated from the flesh on Jiang Minghao's arm, Chu Xiaolan felt that her soul was walking with the man in front of her. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth severely, her eyes filled with hatred. Staring at Jiang Minghao like two sharp knives, he spit out a few words viciously between his teeth:
"Jiang Minghao, we are both clean."
When Chu Xiaolan turned her head, tears instantly blurred her eyes. She never even thought that she would be so stupid for a man or a disabled man. This time, Chu Xiaolan completely gave up her heart.
Jiang Minghao looked at the back of Chu Xiaolan's departure. At this moment, he seemed to have lost the whole world. No matter how much he was in his heart, Jiang Minghao's face was still as calm as water. He said softly:
"Commander Long, let's visit Zhao Ritian now!"
"okay!"
Long Zhiwen nodded softly. As for the affairs between Jiang Minghao and Chu Xiaolan, he is not easy to say as an outsider, but Mary took advantage of her free time to say a word to Jiang Minghao, making Jiang Minghao like a throat. .
"In fact, women are different from men. Maybe men will think about their future, career, and even life, but women only think about their own feelings. Mr. Jiang, maybe you are afraid that this picture of your own body will hurt Captain Chu, but you don’t know. Yes, Captain Chu is interested in you, your mind, character, etc., and your body is only a very small part of these, so if you can, I believe that Captain Chu would rather take care of you for a lifetime. In exchange for this sincere feeling."
This time, Jiang Minghao did not refute or agree. He just listened silently, listening to this young woman who is more than capable of playing with men in love, and even talks about it, because in the faith of men, If your own woman suffers along, why should she follow her? Even if you give up this relationship, it's better than watching your beloved woman suffer, but you can't do anything about it. Why do you have to be together if you can bear the pain alone? Moreover, Jiang Minghao has become accustomed to such days of suffering alone.
Finally, when Jiang Minghao and his car parked in the Lanshan villa area of the capital, Zhao Changming walked towards Zhao Ritian’s villa in a familiar way, but he was not sure if Zhao Ritian was there. After all, he had many properties across the country, but when When Zhao Changming saw two big bodyguards in black suits and black sunglasses standing at the door, Zhao Changming knew that his father was here now.
Jiang Minghao's eyes saw the two stone lions at the door from a distance. They were majestic and majestic, like a minister of prince. The door was a red vermilion lacquer gate, three meters high. The neat rows of nails on the gate reflected Solemn and graded, a plaque hangs high on the door edge, the golden word "Zhao Mansion" reveals the style and wealth of the owner of this villa, the copper bricks and glazed tiles, especially the two lifelike golden dragons on the edge of the house. , People unconsciously feel an emperor's breath.
Wu Tian and Wei Debing looked at the magnificent and luxurious villa in front of them, with envy and admiration in their eyes unconsciously. Just imagine how rich and noble the owner of such a magnificent and luxurious villa is. Even Mary, although she belongs to Zhao Ritian She was a legitimate wife, but she had never been here. The scene in front of her made her, a daughter of the Goldfinger Consortium, unable to help but be amazed. Perhaps it was not until this moment that she truly understood why her father had to cooperate with Zhao Ritian by any means.
But among them, Long Zhiwen and Jiang Minghao have serious faces. Although Long Zhiwen is a soldier, he only knows knives, guns and artillery every day, but as a soldier, the patron saint of the motherland, he is very dissatisfied with the breath and devotion of the king. It's very sensitive. Imagine a soldier who can fight, kills you to death on the battlefield, and finally finds that you don't know for whom you are desperate. Are you ridiculous? So when Long Zhiwen first saw this mansion, he had a thought in his mind: This Zhao Ritian actually has Lu Buwei's ambitions.
Jiang Minghao’s understanding is much more straightforward than Long Zhiwen’s. His perspective passes directly through the wall and observes the entire villa. This is a villa building in the form of a courtyard in the old capital. It is divided into four courtyards, each with four doors. , The area of this building alone, judging from the ups and downs of the building, actually accounted for two-thirds of the entire Arashiyama. The entire courtyard building is divided into internal and external parts, but no matter which direction you look at, these courtyards are in the end. The tower-like tall building lining the middle is like a star holding the moon.
"My grass..."
Jiang Minghao couldn't help but cursed his mother and said, "Changming, your family is really rich. The layout of this villa is a damn miniature version of the Forbidden City!"
"Hey, my father has actually bought the entire Arashiyama, but he said that we can only live on our own and won't accumulate popularity, so he sold a few villas around the foot of the mountain at low prices." Zhao Changming was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said, as if he hadn't heard Jiang Minghao's meaning at all.
Imagine if in ancient times, a merchant and a trader, in accordance with the appearance of the emperor’s family, reproduced a similar one, would he be convicted of treason and ransack his family? Although this is the era when everyone in Long Country is equal, no matter how rich you are, Zhao Ritian won't be so luxurious, right? Jiang Minghao pointed to the tallest tower and asked:
"Is Zhao Ritian often in that building?"
"Well, my father really likes to work and rest in that building. He said that Feng Shui is good there! His business is based on these Feng Shui."
Hearing Zhao Changming's answer, Long Zhiwen scolded viciously:
"Bullshit, what age is it going to be popular? Don't forget, all the money in his hand is stained with blood, plucked from someone else's body, and some of it is stained with your mother's blood. "
After Long Zhiwen finished speaking, no matter what everyone looked at, he walked towards the two big men in black suits at the door, but he did not say hello to them, as if he was going back to his own home, so he just raised his foot The red door kicked open, and the two bodyguards on the side could not see each other, and immediately stopped and asked:
"Sir, hello, may I ask who you are looking for!"
"Nonsense, I came here, of course I was looking for Zhao Ritian, the dog Ritian." Long Zhiwen's violent temper came up, and he directly cursed their boss in front of the two bodyguards, leaving the two big men confused. , This person dared to scold his boss like that, either he was a friend or a grudge, but no matter what, they didn’t dare to offend. One of the slightly shorter guys immediately accompanied the smiling face and said:
"Sir, take a break first. I'll go and inform our boss that you should smoke a cigarette first."
This shorter man is obviously very good at doing things. While handing the cigarette, he winked at his companion and motioned to tell the boss, but how could his small movements escape Long Zhiwen’s eyes when the shorter man beat When the lighter was on and handed to Long Zhiwen, he suddenly heard Long Zhiwen muttering:
"No, I have fire! Full of anger"
It was the time when the sparks flashed. The shorter man felt his head sink and fainted. Long Zhiwen slapped his elbow directly on this guy's temple under the guise of protecting the fire. Fainted.
Another big man watched his companion fall to the ground instantly. He did not hesitate to pick up the red switch button in his hand and press it. Zhao Changming, who was anxious on the side, shouted:
"Commander Long, stop him, don't let him press it down."
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