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- Chapter 5 The iron mouth cuts straight through
Mr. Cheng has lived for more than forty years. He has met each other and knows that there are some Yi scholars in the world who are extremely capable. They can speak straight words and predict bad luck through their faces.
??And Mr. Cheng himself believes it very much.
In his early years, he encountered an incident, and Master Cheng escaped with the help of a physiognomist. Therefore, Master Cheng remembered what Han Wenqing said. He didn't think much about it at the time. After all, Manager Fan threatened Han Wenqing, and Han Wenqing was a hot-blooded young man, so he could scare Manager Fan with scaremongering.
How did you know that it would come true in less than five hours?
Master Cheng went downstairs even more urgently and rushed to the front hall.
The Feng Shui physiognomy community divides the directions into nine palaces of Yi Gua, and the Kun position is the southwest direction.
Master Cheng looked directly to the southwest.
The guests in the front hall have almost run away. To the southeast of the ballroom, a group of dancers are shivering and huddled together, crying constantly; and to the southwest of the hall, there is a person lying, and the blood is red. The snow-colored India under him is red. carpet.
Manager Fan lay there, motionless.
Master Cheng is used to seeing life and death, but he still hesitates.
The waiters huddled aside, no one dared to step forward.
Master Cheng came to his senses immediately and looked for Han Wenqing in the crowd again. I saw Han Wenqing standing behind the dancers, holding a delicate body that was shaking violently. Qiongzhi threw herself into Han Wenqing's arms and cried pitifully.
Mr. Cheng's mind was only distracted for a moment, and he immediately stepped forward and ordered: "Everyone get out!" Then he saw the front office manager behind him crying like a girl and couldn't take care of things at all, so he said to Han Wenqing, "Xiao Han, you Maintain order."
After saying that, the bodyguards around Mr. Cheng stepped forward and surrounded the area where Manager Fan's body was.
When the waiters heard that Mr. Cheng said they could leave, they all rushed out from the back door like frightened birds.
When Han Wenqing heard Master Cheng¡¯s instructions, he was stunned for a moment. Then he asked the dancer to help Qiongzhi, whose legs and feet were weak, to go out, while he stayed behind and shouted loudly: "Don't even move!"
His voice came out from his dantian, loud, powerful, fierce and majestic. Even Mr. Cheng and the tall and powerful bodyguards couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Han Wenqing.
Han Wenqing didn't care about Master Cheng and the others. He only knew that the task Master Cheng gave him was to maintain order and let the dancers, singers, and waiters go out smoothly, so as not to cause chaos among themselves. His roar was very majestic. In addition, these waiters and dancers were oppressed by others, and they were a little servile in their hearts. When they were shouted at by such a voice, none of them dared to move.
When Han Wenqing saw that they had calmed down and stopped running rampant, he said, "You go first" He pointed at the dancers.
None of the dancers dared to delay, and they all rushed out through the back door. When everyone was almost gone, the showgirls came, and then the waiters.
After going out in an orderly manner, no more time was wasted.
Finally, Han Wenqing also went out.
Qiongzhi came out first and was leaning against the corner of the back door, crying non-stop: "it was me who killed him. If I had known better, I would have agreed to that person named Xu If I had agreed, Manager Fan wouldn't have I will die. I am just a singer who does despicable things. What kind of money will I get Master Jiu will not let me go if someone dies"
She is not only feeling guilty, but also afraid that Master Jiu will not let her go.
It was just that "it's despicable" that made Han Wenqing's heart sting a little.
He put his hand on Qiongzhi's shoulder and comforted her softly: "Manager Fan is unlucky. He should have suffered a bloody disaster. This is his destiny and has nothing to do with you. Don't say depressing words. You didn't kill Boren. Boren did not die because of you. If you feel guilty that you have done something wrong, you are too stupid!"
These words did not give Qiongzhi much comfort.
Qiongzhi choked with sobs, turned around and threw herself into Han Wenqing's arms.
Although he is thin, there is a strange heat in his body that gives Qiongzhi strength. When the accident just happened, Han Wenqing heard the gunshot and rushed out from nowhere immediately to protect Qiongzhi, who was in his arms. Qiongzhi's feeling at that time was that she liked this somewhat thin embrace.
This embrace makes her grounded and gives her strength.
So now, she threw herself into the arms of this waiter without hesitation, not caring about the difference between men and women.
She needs Han Wenqing¡¯s hug.
Although I was still crying, the congestion in my heart was relieved a lot.
Han Wenqing didn¡¯t know what Master Cheng and the others would do. Anyway, Master Cheng asked everyone to come out and he would definitely not ground them. Han Wenqing supported Qiongzhi and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home first."
Qiongzhi choked and nodded.
When Han Wenqing walked Qiongzhi to the door of her alley, Qiongzhi still had little strength, so Han Wenqing supported her and she walked down.
Her voice was very weak and she said to Han Wenqing: "I'm very scaredcan you send me up?"
Han Wenqing said yes.
For Qiongzhi, Fangfo was just a friend he met, and Han Wenqing had no evil thoughts. Although Qiongzhi is beautiful and is the courtesan of Yi Wentai and even Shanghai, in Han Wenqing's eyes, she is just a woman who relies on her own strength to survive in troubled times.
Beauty is just a weapon for her to survive in this era.
Qiongzhi¡¯s room is deep in the alley. It is a very ordinary two-story building. Although the alley is relatively old, the door of Qiongzhi's house is still equipped with a brand new thick iron door and a big lock.
Qiongzhi¡¯s hands were still shaking. It took her a long time to find the key in her bag, but she couldn¡¯t insert it into the keyhole.
"I'll do it." Han Wenqing took the key from her hand and opened the door for her. The moment he touched her hand, he felt that her hand was frighteningly cold.
It was early winter and it was very cold outside. Han Wenqing was driving a sports car. Maybe his hands were too hot, so Qiongzhi's hands felt particularly cold.
Opening the big iron gate of the courtyard revealed a small courtyard. It was dark everywhere and nothing could be seen.
Qiongzhi held Han Wenqing's hand tightly and led him slowly inside before touching the light switch. The small lamp at dusk illuminated the courtyard particularly desolate.
Qiongzhi asked Han Wenqing to take out the keychain, found the key to the living room, and opened the door.
From beginning to end, she held Han Wenqing's hand tightly and refused to let go.
Qiongzhi¡¯s living room is very simple, with only a faint light bulb and a set of ordinary wooden furniture. The furnishings are even simpler, and there is even a layer of dust. Qiongzhi did not invite Han Wenqing to sit in the living room, but pulled her up to the second floor.
As soon as you enter the second floor, the stairs are covered with snow-colored long cashmere carpet, which is silent and very comfortable. There are splash-ink paintings of landscapes hanging on the walls. Although the colors are monotonous, they are of great appreciation value. They are all masterpieces by famous artists.
On the second floor, there is a suite.
The outside looks like a living room, with a light purple velvet sofa, which is very charming. On a glass coffee table, fresh roses are placed, and the fragrance is overflowing.
The small living room is very warm and comfortable, unlike the cold one downstairs.
Qiongzhi sat on the sofa and motioned for Han Wenqing to sit down.
She didn¡¯t move for a long time, she just pulled the pillow and buried her head in it. She saw Manager Fan being shot with her own eyes. Seeing such violence for the first time made her almost collapse.
Han Wenqing could tell that although she was crying hard, she was not at the peak of her emotional venting. She was still suppressing herself to prevent herself from losing control.
Han Wenqing sat on the sofa next to her, not knowing what to say.
Qiongzhi began to cry again.
She couldn't stop.
Han Wenqing gently put his arm around her shoulders. She did not refuse and lay in Han Wenqing's arms.
"Talk to me?" Han Wenqing said softly, "Qiongzhi, don't be afraid"
Qiongzhi cried out.
Not afraid? Why aren't you afraid? She has always been frightened about life, and it seems that she has no luck at all. She was living on thin ice, but she still encountered such a terrible thing.
Manager Fan is dead, and there is a life lawsuit in Yiwen Tai Song and Dance Hall. What will Master Jiu do to her? Master Jiu is the real master of Yiwen Tai Song and Dance Hall. Compared to Master Cheng's kindness, Master Jiu is a sinister and terrifying person.
Qiongzhi finally found a place to live. Could it be that she is wandering again?
If Yiwentai Song and Dance Hall can no longer be opened, where will Master Jiu sell her to? What kind of person is the future master, and what will happen in his future life?
Qiongzhi just felt like the sky was falling.
"Many men like me" Qiongzhi choked, as if talking to herself, "But I never dare to be proud. Their like is the basis of my survival. My survival depends on their like. But once I No matter who you surrender to, you will inevitably be a concubine in the future. When people mention me, they will only say, "I have pity on you and I am willing to be a concubine." If you are miserable, do you have to be a concubine? That Mr. Xu, he has a wife at home. He My wife comes from a royal family, and her family is powerful and she is a fierce woman. If I follow him, what will happen? I just want a better future, am I wrong? Shouldn't I pursue a better one? Why? It caused such a big trouble"
Qiongzhi cried more and more as she talked.
It turns out that the son of the director of the police department is chasing Qiongzhi, and Manager Fan tries his best to bring him together.
Qiongzhi cried last night,But he was forced to do nothing by the man named Xu.
The man named Xu must have given an ultimatum, but Manager Fan didn't take it to heart at all. Instead, Qiongzhi realized the crisis.
So today, Manager Fan was killed.
"You are in the world, but your heart is like glass. Qiongzhi, you deserve a better future." Han Wenqing comforted her.
Judging from her appearance, Qiongzhi will inevitably become a concubine in the future, but her fate is good.
At least better than Xu Shaoqiang who has a tigress at home.
"The heart is like glass" made Qiongzhi's last persistence collapse. She turned around and hugged Han Wenqing's neck tightly: "Marry me, marry me! I never want to do this again"
Han Wenqing was slightly surprised, then he laughed.
He didn¡¯t answer Qiongzhi¡¯s words, at least he patted her gently on the back. Women are emotional creatures, and it is reasonable to say such things when they are sad.
Han Wenqing didn¡¯t take it seriously.
It¡¯s not that he looks down on Qiongzhi¡¯s identity. From the appearance, Qiongzhi is still a virgin. How rare and respectable it is to be able to show off one's flag in a dusty place and still retain one's virginity!
He respected and admired Qiongzhi, so he couldn't bear to destroy her.
Qiongzhi refused to let go no matter what, nor did she force Han Wenqing to respond to her. Han Wenqing had no choice but to hold her and let her cry in his arms.
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