Chapter 8, All interactions are first encounters
It took me many years to realize the mistakes I made in the past, and in the following decades, I continuously grappled with the bitter consequences of those errors. It was only when I stepped down from my position as editor-in-chief that I discovered that performing a job well is quite easy, as long as one possesses a normal level of intelligence and sufficient dedication; however, being a good mother is far more challenging than any profession in the world.
It is night now, let's put down the pen. I hope to have the opportunity to talk to you in person when time allows
In the distance, someone was calling for Cheng Songpi, seemingly urging him to hurry to the waiting hall. This time, Cheng Songpo finally understood Lu Mingmei's meaning. He turned back to hold her hand and, after a moment of silence, replied, "Wait for me to return"
Bang ... ... bang. ... ... After the three cannon salutes for the opening ceremony, the entrance of the Fun Market suddenly quieted down significantly, contrasting sharply with the earlier clamor. Just as Jingwei was about to speak, a thunderous online song by Mo Zhen Tian echoed through the sound system.
Lu Mingmei turned to Shi Jingwei, who nodded slightly and said, "I and Lawyer Lou suggest that the teacher consider this matter more carefully, teacher..." He shook his head and did not continue. The intentions of Lawyer Lou and Shi Jingwei were very clear; Ming Ai Hua's health was deteriorating, and she likely felt that her time was limited. For some unknown reason, she was unwilling to leave any traces behind.
When a person dies, it is like a lamp being extinguished. Just one glance, and Lu Mingmei felt that her mother's face seemed to have aged ten years since the last time she saw her
What happened next is partly known to you, which is that General Cheng personally reviewed my case and ultimately discovered the connection between our family backgrounds. General Cheng himself also greatly subverted my original perception of him; he had previously repelled several attacks from the Myanmar government forces, but later he realized that many other countries had also joined in the bombing and sweeping operations in the Golden Triangle region. General Cheng recognized that the Golden Triangle region needed a change; they could not rely indefinitely on the drug trade sustained by artillery bombardments for survival, yet he lacked the means to connect with the outside world.
Lu Mingmei hesitated for a long time, and finally could not resist her curiosity, opening the file bag in front of everyone. As she emptied the contents of the inner bag, Lu Mingmei could not help but gasp in surprise—a mere letter and a photograph were contained within the file bag. The photograph was old, as if Lu Mingmei and Cheng Songpo had traveled through time, returning to the star-filled night of over a decade ago.
Shi Jingwei woke up in a haze, staring in terror at the unfamiliar woman in front of him. Shi Jingwei, what on earth are you doing?
The union between your father and me was quite hasty. At that time, we had both just experienced the movement of intellectuals being sent to the countryside. After returning to the city, we were introduced to each other by friends and got married within three months. The main reasons for our rapid marriage were, firstly, to reassure our parents, and secondly, to secure housing. This reason may seem ridiculous to you today, but that was the social environment at the time. In the units where we were assigned work, married couples could be allocated a small two-bedroom apartment, while single youths could only stay in dormitories.
The moment he tasted the salty and bitter flavor of her tears, Shi Jingwei finally released his grip in defeat, sneering at himself, "Lu Mingmei, do you really think I am some kind of tyrannical landlord?"
Isn't this a unilateral violation of the ceasefire agreement
He knew that Lu Mingmei understood what he was asking
Time and space are not fulfilling the path, "Indeed, having a gun is the true way, that place has not been concerned with the Burmese government for a hundred years!"
When feeling troubled, Shi Jingwei has a habit of taking a sheet of A4 paper to scribble and draw. The sound of the pen gliding over the white paper always helps him gradually calm down. He has not used paper drafts for many years, only resorting to handwriting when encountering particularly moving stories, and then savoring the scent of the ink, which brings a special sense of accomplishment
The relatives from the Lu and Ming families present, including those from the same generation, were all taken aback by Lawyer Lou's bold statement. Lu Mingmei's stepfather merely nodded and shook his head lightly, indicating his agreement with Lawyer Lou. Lu Mingmei, puzzled, asked, "Lawyer Lou, what do you mean by that?"
Lu Mingmei became increasingly perplexed, biting her lip before asking, "Then... what about the third time?"
By the time the confirmed news was received, it was already the following morning. The leaders in the Kokang region promptly informed Cheng Song, the only domestic partner, at the newspaper where Shi Jingwei worked.
Today, here, I would like to say to you, Acha, yes, there was indeed a certain feeling that blossomed between us. We truly spent a wonderfully beautiful time together, and to this day, I am still unwilling to share this memory with anyone. However, we are also very clear about the environments in which we have grown and the responsibilities we bear.
At that moment, Jingwei was just typing his friend's email address and had just clicked send, casually asking, "Is it dead? Large scale or small scale?"
She does not ask whether Cheng Songpo has inquired about her, and Ming Aihua certainly will not tell her whether Cheng Songpo has mentioned her
Lu Mingmei took it over to read carefully. At that time, Ming Aihua still had two properties under her name and over one hundred thousand in savings. The terms of the will were quite simple, merely dividing the assets in half, with one half bequeathed to Lu Mingmei and the other to Cheng Songpo
Suddenly, a salute of cannon fire soared into the sky from a distance, tracing a remarkable trajectory in the air
Upon seeing such news, Shi Jingwei felt a moment of confusion in his heart, as if it were a ball of cotton, tangled and chaotic
Shijinglei Song took a breath, and Guogan is indeed geographically part of Shan State, not far from the original residence of Cheng Songpo in Manxingdie. The Golden Triangle region has many local armed forces, and Guogan is one of them. Before and after the armed forces in the Manxingdie area surrendered to Myanmar, the Guogan region also signed a peace agreement with the Myanmar government and promised to comprehensively prohibit drugs
At that moment, Ji Wei did not understand what exactly he was betting on; perhaps it was a gamble against the heavens, perhaps against the earth, or perhaps against the fate that ultimately left him unsatisfied. He resumed his usual self-importance and arrogance, which Lu Mingmei mocked as "unparalleled," yet a nearly tragic emotion surged within him. "I do not believe that the heavens are particularly kind to Cheng Songpo, so—unless you die, or I die," he added, "or you marry him, otherwise, I will not let this go."
Not long after, reporters arrived, but they were all sent away by friends and acquaintances of Shi Jingwei through various channels. Under the tacit silence of all parties involved, the funeral of Ming Aihua was surprisingly handled in a low-key and smooth manner. After the body was cremated at the crematorium, Ming Aihua's lawyer also got in touch with Lu Mingmei, preparing to announce Ming Aihua's will to family and friends.
Ming Aihua has passed away, and in a certain sense, he has lost the excuse to seek out Lu Mingmei. Originally, Ming Aihua always thanked him, treating him as a link between himself and Lu Mingmei. Now he realizes that the one who should truly be thanked is himself. It was Ming Aihua who provided him with the reason to continuously approach Lu Mingmei. Now, that reason has suddenly ceased to exist.
Regarding the recent changes, Shi Jingwei feels quite melancholic. To him, Ming Aihua can truly be regarded as a benefactor. If it were not for Ming Aihua's insistence on bringing him and Lu Mingmei together, he would not have stepped into this quagmire from which he cannot extricate himself. In fact, when Ming Aihua returned this time, he had specifically inquired about Shi Jingwei's true feelings for Lu Mingmei—he knows that Ming Aihua has not yet given up.
Cheng Songpo, only Cheng Songpo, always Cheng Songpo
Shi Jingwei hurriedly fled from his office, yes, he was escaping. If he stayed for even a moment longer, he feared he would commit an act that he would regret for a lifetime
Not long after, Lu Mingmei was called back. When she answered the phone, her voice was cold, perhaps due to being too busy in the morning, and there was a hint of impatience in her tone, "Do you have something urgent? I'm busy here."
Lu Mingmei suddenly came to life, her eyes wide open, staring at the screen, fearing that she might miss even the slightest piece of news about Cheng Songpo
Pulling back the curtains in the bedroom, the horizon has already begun to show a faint light, and Time, shaking its head, cannot help but mock itself: You are destined to be a life of toil
Lu Mingmei regained all her vitality, a faint smile playing at the corners of her mouth, "Shi Jingwei, after so many years as a journalist, have you ever seen... a love that is unwavering until death?"
This is a point of pride for my mother, who is quite stubborn. Unfortunately, as of the moment I put pen to paper, the relationship between us remains tense and strained
Shi Jingwei truly feels a deep resentment, and now he must admit that his meticulous efforts to prove Xi Siyong's emotional misery are merely a reflection of his own situation, which is far more tragic than that of Xi Siyong
Cheng Songpo's situation has attracted the attention of Shi Jingwei and others. He initially believed that Cheng Songpo would engage in a protracted struggle with the Myanmar government, but unexpectedly, the matter was handled quite smoothly. On the second day of his arrival in Myanmar, Cheng Songpo was received by a series of high-ranking officials. The previously stalled DNA testing was also abandoned. The Myanmar government generously acknowledged Cheng Songpo's identity and stated that the Manxingdie region had long returned to normal order under the governance of the Myanmar government, thus rendering the house arrest of former armed forces officials no longer substantively effective. They promised to return the ashes of Cheng Songpo's father and to release the son of Officer Zhang, who was also under house arrest. The Myanmar government generously acknowledged Cheng Songpo's identity and stated that the Manxingdie region had long returned to normal order under the governance of the Myanmar government, thus rendering the house arrest of former armed forces officials no longer substantively effective. They promised to return the ashes of Cheng Songpo's father and to release the son of Officer Zhang, who was also under house arrest.
Time and space were undergoing complex calculations in Wei's mind, analyzing one by one the advantages and disadvantages that Cheng Songpo would face, and speculating on the future developments. However, Lu Mingmei suddenly took a step back, discreetly freeing herself from his embrace. She wiped the tears from her face, slightly regaining her previous vitality, and made an effort to force a smile, saying, "Thank you, thank you"
Looking at the clock, at 2:00 AM, the streets are still brightly lit, the vibrant nightlife of the city is far from over
It unexpectedly malfunctioned today
Upon seeing the name Cheng Songpo, Lu Mingmei felt a slight surprise and hurriedly asked Lawyer Lou, "What about the second copy?"
Shi Jingwei was concerned that Lu Mingmei was putting on a brave face in front of others, so after work, he quietly followed her. To prevent Lu Mingmei from noticing, he even specially changed cars with a friend. To his surprise, Lu Mingmei showed no signs of distress at all; after work, she went out to dinner with colleagues at a restaurant, and afterward took the bus home, her demeanor almost eerily calm. Shi Jingwei wanted to investigate further, but he had no idea how to approach it; he certainly couldn't just say to her, "Shh, stop pretending, I know you're hurting inside!"
This is called self-inflicted suffering that one cannot survive. Especially in the past year, after Xi Siyong and Cheng Bing reconciled, it has become an eternal joke at the card table during casual conversations. Xi Siyong is not angry; after hearing it repeatedly, he simply replies, "You are jealous"
Apart from chocolate, there are also local specialty products and novel handmade items. In any case, it is essential to include the phrase "The teacher said you like it." Sometimes, Lu Mingmei would express surprise, saying that she had never liked a certain item. At that moment, Ji Jingwei would play dumb, asking, "Is that so? I might have remembered it wrong. There is a new dessert shop opened near your bank, are you interested?"
Lu Mingmei shrugged nonchalantly, "Do as you wish"
On the weekend, Lu Mingmei went shopping with her colleagues again. Shi Jingwei followed for a while and saw her happily bargaining with her colleagues in a delicate women's clothing store, showing no signs of anything unusual. Shi Jingwei was surprised and tried to convince himself that the relationship between Ai Hua and Lu Mingmei was inherently shallow; did it really mean that Lu Mingmei had to appear sorrowful in front of others to be considered filial? After repeatedly persuading himself, Shi Jingwei finally settled down to work. After handling a few urgent tasks from the backlog of work, he still felt a bit uneasy. After much contemplation, Shi Jingwei found two tickets for a newly released movie and asked the front desk to send them to Lu Mingmei. Before long, he received a text message notification stating that the two tickets had been signed for by Miss Lu herself, confirming that Lu Mingmei was at work. With this reassurance, Shi Jingwei could only blame himself for being overly concerned.
Many years ago, she had also come here to see him off. That time, it was his mother, Ming Aihua, who took Cheng Songpo to Italy. He wore a white shirt and black pants, with empty hands, as all the luggage was in Ming Aihua's possession. This time, he again wore a white shirt and black pants, though the style was different from many years ago, and he still had empty hands, with the luggage carried by his accompanying assistants. On that occasion, Lu Mingmei had secretly rushed to the airport to see him off, without any other presence, in fact, no one else had come to see him off. A few days later, Ming Aihua returned and took her to the university for registration, but she continued to resist Ming Aihua with silence.
With a loud bang, the phone call was disconnected. Shi Jingwei drove to the branch where Lu Mingmei was located. The opening flower baskets across the street were arranged in a length of at least 100 meters, and coupled with the deafening sound of drums and gongs, it seemed that a supermarket was hosting a game show at the entrance.
Currently, the only person who is particularly difficult to persuade is Ming Aihua. Shi Jingwei harbors considerable doubts about Ming Aihua's recent actions. If Ming Aihua truly did, as Lu Mingmei stated, sell confidential information regarding Cheng Songpo's father to the Myanmar government after escaping from the Golden Triangle, then why would Ming Aihua show such concern for Cheng Songpo? If it is merely to cover up past blemishes, then why would he have gone to such lengths to pave the way for Cheng Songpo in the first place?
The supermarket across the street has opened and signed a contract with our bank to issue co-branded credit cards. There are many promotional activities today, and I heard that there was a long line at the supermarket entrance as early as 7:00 AM waiting to grab the opening gifts, it's really outrageous! We are terrified right now, fearing that there might be a stampede accident later, and we are also worried that the prepared gifts might not be enough. We just sent someone to make purchases. Please wait a moment, I will call Xiao Lu for you!
A woman shedding her skin is no different; you are no better than that
Lawyer Lou gazed at Lu Mingmei for a long time, then turned to Shi Jingwei and said: "The third will has not yet been drafted. At that time, your mother... asked me to come over, and Mr. Shi was also present. I do not know why she asked me to dispose of the first two wills, as well as all the personal belongings she had kept with me."
In fact, the issues in the Golden Triangle region have persisted for fifty to sixty years, and the sudden attention from these prominent political figures can be attributed to one reason: Cheng Songpo
Lu Mingmei wept inconsolably in Shi Jingwei's arms. While Shi Jingwei was certainly shaken, it was nowhere near the depth of Lu Mingmei's emotions. This was because he understood that all deep affections require capital. All pride also requires capital.
These disruptive realizations made me feel extremely restless, and I was eager to further understand the living conditions in this region and hoped to do something for them. Due to my agitation, it wasn't long before someone noticed my suspicious behavior, and I was detained as a spy. The punishment for spies here is very severe, also due to the current situation, as any leak of military information could have a devastating impact on the lives of the local residents. Due to my agitation, it wasn't long before someone noticed my suspicious behavior, and I was detained as a spy. The punishment for spies here is very severe, also due to the current situation, as any leak of military information could have a devastating impact on the lives of the local residents
Shi Jingwei unconsciously frowned. In recent days, he had received quite a few inquiries from friends seeking information, all of which he had rebuffed one by one. Logically, no one should be so oblivious as to try to extract any insider information from him. After a brief contemplation, he asked: "What happened?"
Lu Mingmei held onto Fu Ran as Cheng Song was about to leave, saying, "I will wait for your return"
Lu Mingmei stood outside the security checkpoint railing, gazing in with a sense of near despair. She did not know what this waiting was ultimately meant to prove or to whom it was meant to prove anything. When that slender figure finally appeared before her, Lu Mingmei could hardly believe it. She reached out her hand, and through the railing, she felt Cheng Songpo's muscular arm, hard as iron, which brought her back to her senses. Cheng Songpo's smile was faint as he glanced at Shi Jingwei in the distance, then leaned over the railing to embrace Lu Mingmei, whispering softly in her ear, "Thank you, I wish you happiness." She reached out her hand, and through the railing, she felt Cheng Songpo's muscular arm, hard as iron, which brought her back to her senses. Cheng Songpo's smile was faint as he glanced at Shi Jingwei in the distance, then leaned over the railing to embrace Lu Mingmei, whispering softly in her ear, "Thank you, I wish you happiness."
His penmanship is quite impressive, with the characters dancing across the white paper, surprisingly showcasing various styles of the name Lu Mingmei
Myanmar is preparing for a general election, with internal factional struggles. They use the excuse that Kokang is involved in drug production to enforce border checks. In essence, it is still several domestic forces vying for power.
Lu Mingmei asked in surprise: "Do you know?"
During the time you were in kindergarten, I often had to forgo many frontline interview opportunities because of you, which made me feel that my career development was significantly hindered. I attributed the setbacks in my career to your premature arrival; my excessive focus on my career caused dissatisfaction from your father and grandparents, ultimately leading to our divorce
Shijinglei replied, but kept the next sentence in his heart: I have seen love that is unwavering until death, but unfortunately, it only existed unilaterally.
Because Shi Jingwei knows that Lu Mingmei always has better means to punish him
Time Jingwei did not know when he had come behind her. He gently patted her shoulder, startling her into a sudden flinch as she stared at Time Jingwei in shock. Time Jingwei held his phone, as if there were words that were extremely difficult to express, his expression dark and almost terrifying. Lu Mingmei asked Time Jingwei what was wrong, but he did not respond, merely shaking the phone at her. Lu Mingmei became flustered, an ominous premonition suddenly enveloping her, and she stammered, "Is it... is it my mother...?" Time Jingwei furrowed his brow tightly, staring at her without speaking, and after a long while, he finally said, "She saw the news in the hospital... cerebral hemorrhage."
Putting down the pen, the phone on the desk suddenly rang urgently. Seeing the number, it was a friend who covers political news. "Mr. Shi, do you have detailed information about Shan State in northern Myanmar? If you do, please email me a copy right away, I need it immediately!"
You are not aware? The Myanmar government army has torn up the peace agreement under the pretext of anti-drug efforts and forcibly entered the Kokang region, leading to armed conflict! Didn't you previously work on a special report? Something about the historical evolution and changes? I found a few of your articles and would like more detailed information.
Even if one had known earlier, it would likely be of little use. By the time Cheng Songpo returns, Wei Jingyi cannot think of anything in this world that could hinder Lu Mingmei's steps towards Cheng Songpo
Supporting Cheng Songpo in his firm challenge against the Myanmar government is his reputation and status accumulated over many years
This phrase of thanks is, like the previous phrase "I am sorry", completely unrelated to the person of Shi Jingwei himself
In the days that flow by like water, it is hard to discern when one's mood undergoes a subtle transformation, and it has become impossible to know.
Looking back now, perhaps it was merely loneliness
Lawyer Lou nodded and handed the remaining file bag to Lu Mingmei, saying, "It's nothing much, just the contents inside. They have been sealed for a long time. If you are interested, Mingmei, feel free to take a look yourself"
I entered the Golden Triangle by seizing the opportunity to recruit Chinese language teachers at the border of Yunnan during my time in the Manxingdie area. Taking advantage of home visits, I occasionally encountered one or two elderly individuals who had experienced the Liberation War, and chatting with them allowed me to learn about some of the changes in the Golden Triangle. Throughout this process, my perspective underwent a significant transformation. Before entering Manxingdie, I believed that everyone here was involved in drug trafficking, that they were demons who had opened Pandora's box, spreading the seeds of evil to the world. However, as I got closer to the people living here, I discovered that they cultivate opium not for wealth, but primarily for survival. They are almost completely isolated from the outside world, and their rice cultivation barely meets their basic needs, while opium cultivation is the only path they have found to prosperity. Even so, the profits they gain from drug trafficking are minuscule compared to the entire drug trade chain.
Lawyer Lou took out a yellowed file from the archive bag, "This is the first will your mother made ten years ago after you entered university, Mingmei."
I am not a competent mother; I was almost entirely absent during your entire growth phase, and this is something I need to reflect upon. I cannot argue that I genuinely intended to care for you but was simply too busy with work; nor can I claim that I did anything secretly to take care of you, which you were unaware of. None of these are true. The reality is that your arrival was not part of the plans that your father and I had.
Lawyer Lou sighed and said, "Your mother had made three wills in the past, and I think... perhaps you might be interested in hearing the entire process."
He almost self-destructively took cold baths, hoping to completely awaken himself from the chaotic and mixed thoughts. Everything before him was bothersome; Ming Ai Hua had just returned from Australia, and as soon as she saw the statement issued by Cheng Song, she was admitted to the hospital. Lu Ming Mei now regarded him as an enemy, and persuading her to do something was more difficult than fighting several tough battles. Even more maddening was that a group of acquaintances from the industry relentlessly sought him out, all believing that he had a wealth of insider information to reveal. Thinking about it, it truly was unnecessary.
The first person that came to his mind when he calmed down was unexpectedly Lu Mingmei. Of course, he did not intend to think of her; he was merely concerned about leaving her alone in his office at night, wondering if anything might happen. Rationally, he denied this possibility, but to be safe, he called the doorman at the newspaper office. The doorman helped him check the records and said that someone had left around three o'clock. Upon reviewing the surveillance footage, it turned out to be Lu Mingmei. The doorman had previously asked Lu Mingmei to invest in some funds during last year's stock market rebound, making a small profit, and he had a good impression of her. He saw Lu Mingmei in the footage, looking solitary and desolate, and thought she might have had a quarrel with Shi Jingwei, so he couldn't help but verbally admonish Shi Jingwei.
This is probably what is meant by "thirty years on the east bank of the river, thirty years on the west bank." The old mindset of rigid thinking, where it is either your demise or mine, has long become outdated in the new round of international dynamics
Lu Mingmei held the letter in both hands, turned to her stepfather, and asked, "Did my mother say anything else?"
Yet, Xi Siyong displays a resolute determination akin to that of a person who, amidst the vastness of the weak waters, chooses to take only a single ladle to drink. Though he does not vocalize it, his commitment is more thorough than anyone else's
Humans are very pragmatic beings, which is why we chose to part ways
There is.
Time and space do not know whether this sentence has pierced Lu Mingmei's heart; probably not, for this woman is heartless, at least, she is heartless towards him
I do not know whether, when you read this letter, you still harbor hatred towards me. In the realm of educating children, I seem to have always been a failure. I hoped that Cheng Songpo would completely sever ties with the past, yet he is drifting further away from his father's wishes; I hoped that you would not follow in my footsteps, and it seems I have failed in that as well
Lu Mingmei's phone went unanswered, so Shi Jingwei called the bank's landline instead. It was Lu Mingmei's colleague who answered, "Are you looking for Xiao Lu? She is busy outside. Do you have an urgent matter? If it's urgent, I can call her in."
Lu Mingmei appeared haggard, and it was unclear whether she had rested. Shi Jingwei was momentarily stunned, staring blankly at her. He thought that after last night, Lu Mingmei would surely have completely blacklisted him, and he had to comfort himself with alcohol, resigning to his fate, yet his mood remained gloomy and despondent. To his surprise, he encountered her so soon, and it was she who approached him first.
Lu Mingmei watched as Cheng Songpo's figure disappeared at the security checkpoint
That is Cheng Songpo's father
The video being played is a recorded segment, featuring Cheng Songpo, whose appearance remains handsome. His deep-set eyes reveal an infinite resolve and determination, "I am Cheng Songpo, from Shan State, Cheng Songpo."
Upon escaping from the hotel, I was drenched in sweat, all from the fright I had experienced
What are you saying
At this moment, Shi Jingwei has completely awakened, reflecting on what events have transpired throughout this night
Cheng Songpo has assembled a comprehensive medical team with profound expertise to collect DNA samples for paternity testing. Numerous social elites, business tycoons, and even royal heirs and political dignitaries from Europe have expressed their intention to send private representatives to ensure the fairness and impartiality of the entire testing process, in order to promote peaceful development in the Golden Triangle region following drug prohibition.
He retorted defiantly, "What is there about you that I should be jealous of?"
Time passed, and she felt a deep sorrow rising within her. She apologized to him, but what was there for her to apologize for? Nothing, nothing at all. Last night, in this very building, he had nearly committed an act more beastly than human against her, yet now she was asking him for forgiveness! She tightly grasped the thin leather strap of her shoulder bag, her head lowered, and with a slight shiver, she asked: "Are you going out? Do you... have time now?"
Lu Mingmei remained remarkably calm throughout the entire process. After taking two days of bereavement leave, she returned to work at the bank. When Shi Jingwei went to visit her, he was surprisingly not turned away. A colleague returned from Jiangcheng and brought Lu Mingmei two bags of duck necks. Lu Mingmei happily closed the door and indulged in them, even offering Shi Jingwei two pieces, asking if he wanted some. Shi Jingwei had originally prepared a belly full of comforting words, but now they were of no use.
A woman shedding her clothes is all the same; you are no different. Look, there are many women who are younger and more beautiful than you, and I do not need to go through great lengths to please them.
Lu Mingmei's father and stepmother also arrived at the law firm. Lawyer Lou, who has always been used by Ai Huahua, is an old friend of theirs. After greeting each other, Lawyer Lou took out a file from his briefcase, cleared his throat, and said: "Everyone present is familiar, so I will keep the pleasantries to a minimum. As Ai Huahua's friend and personal lawyer for many years, to be honest... I do not find Ai Huahua's passing at this time surprising."
"Okay, please wait a moment," Shi Jingwei said while holding the microphone, quickly searching the archives on the computer, and casually asked, "What exactly caused the fight to break out?"
However, I am very busy.
Before the age of seventeen, I lived in a triangular area formed by the borders of Myanmar, Thailand, and Laos, commonly referred to by the outside world as the Golden Triangle. At that time, I was unaware of the significance of this name to the outside world. In the absence of war, our lives were as peaceful as a pastoral idyll. Every summer, the hills were covered with blooming poppies, resembling colorful clouds descending upon the mountains and valleys. If it were not for the sudden outbreak of war, I would have thought that the place we lived in was a paradise on earth
He pointed to a row of tables beside Lu Mingmei, forcing out a very unpleasant smile, "It's nothing, just get me a card, I have run out of oil at home"
The rumors in the world cannot withstand scrutiny; they spread merely because they satisfy the narrow psychological needs of certain individuals. I will prove my lineage in the most direct manner, a proof that is unrelated to reputation or interests. Everything I do is simply to fulfill my duty as a son
When Lu Mingmei was found, she was directing the staff in bank uniforms to distribute flyers. Someone handed Shi Jingwei a flyer that read, "Sir, today is the grand opening. Deposit 1,000 yuan into a shopping card and receive an additional 200 shopping vouchers; spend over 388 yuan and receive a bottle of cooking oil; spend over 888 yuan and receive three bottles... Ah, you are looking for Manager Lu, right?"
The weak water flows for three thousand miles, yet you stubbornly insist on taking only that one ladle to drink. What else could it be but a lack of understanding?
Acha, you must believe that during the time when you were conceived and nurtured, you were indeed the embodiment of the love between your father and me
Men and women are inherently unequal in terms of physical strength, not to mention that she has already been running around for over ten hours for Cheng Songpo
Time Jingwei felt a profound sense of resignation deep within his heart, and for some reason, he recalled the scene when Xi Siyong and Cheng Bing divorced. On the day they completed the divorce formalities, Xi Siyong came to him completely drunk. This gentleman was not lacking in drinking capacity; he occasionally got drunk but had never displayed such a loss of composure. Time Jingwei, who had always been self-assured, regarded Xi Siyong as his only lifelong confidant, yet that night he felt somewhat disappointed in Xi Siyong. After all, you are someone who has roamed through the gardens of beauty; how could you fall so low for a woman?
The beautiful sea of poppies ignited my passion for painting, but my interest was met with strong opposition from my father. My father resembles an ancient Chinese recluse; in his leisure time, he enjoys inspecting the farmland and helping some elderly neighbors with rice planting. Military training and warfare are not his interests, and no one in Manxingdie is willing to leave their hometown. However, our school, rice fields, and tea gardens often experience sudden shelling, so the men of Manxingdie must begin military training from a young age, always prepared to defend our homeland
Having encountered numerous ghostly encounters, one's heart naturally becomes cold and hard. The experiences of being misunderstood, wronged, insulted, and even pursued are all equally abundant.
After pondering for a long time, the stepfather said: "She asked... Did I do something wrong?"
Currently, there are no exact figures; however, the local Chinese expatriates have been notified to begin evacuation, and the deceased are likely to be local residents
Cheng Songpo was momentarily taken aback, then turned his head to glance at Shi Jingwei, who was a few steps away, his expression slightly bewildered
I am not a superstitious person, nor do I believe in fate, but when I discovered that you and Cheng Songpo not only knew each other but also had the beginnings of a romantic relationship, a deep-seated fear began to haunt me day and night. I do not know if this is a curse of destiny; your grandmother and Cheng Songpo's grandfather never saw each other again in their lifetimes, yet they cherished each other in their hearts for a lifetime. I persuaded Songpo's father to accept the peace agreement from the Myanmar government, but this agreement has separated us, leaving us with no hope of ever meeting again. I do not know if this is a curse of destiny; your grandmother and Cheng Songpo's grandfather never saw each other again in their lifetimes, yet they cherished each other in their hearts for a lifetime. I persuaded Songpo's father to accept the peace agreement from the Myanmar government, but this agreement has separated us, leaving us with no hope of ever meeting again
There are many reasons that prompted me to enter the Golden Triangle region, the main one being that during my time in the countryside of Yunnan, I learned a lot about the drug trade in the Golden Triangle. By the early 1990s, drug trafficking suddenly showed a rapid development trend in our country. In interviews regarding many crimes, I was constantly impacted by the drug trade, and I was very eager to explore the source of the drugs. The direct reason that solidified my decision was a quarrel I had with your father after our divorce. Your father was dissatisfied with my neglect of you and sarcastically pointed out that despite my busy schedule, I had not achieved anything significant. At that time, I was deeply provoked by his words, and upon returning to the community, I searched everywhere for opportunities that would allow me to accomplish something great—what you hear now may seem ridiculous to you, but at that time, this was my mindset.
In an early interview at a drug rehabilitation center, a sixteen-year-old boy confided his feelings of guilt and remorse, expressing his determination to become a better person and to work hard so as not to cause his parents any more sorrow. Seeing the sincerity in his eyes, Ji Jingwei sent him money the following month to buy books and enroll in correspondence courses. The next year, when Ji Jingwei returned to the rehabilitation center for a follow-up visit, he learned that the boy had already relapsed and had been using various excuses to deceive concerned members of society, swindling them out of money and goods, which he then sold to obtain drugs. As for the parents he had once wept for, vowing never to let down, they were forced to sell their house and lose their jobs; friends and relatives had long since severed ties, and he ultimately relied on social assistance to barely get by.
And now, all that has passed is but a fleeting moment, the tears and pain that once existed are as insignificant as dust
Many people refer to the Golden Triangle as a den of drugs, a source of narcotics, or a drug nest. However, the initial cultivation of opium here was driven by the demand for drugs from many countries, which were unwilling to sacrifice their arable land for cultivation. Thus, this location was chosen. One must consider, if there were no demand, how could there be supply? In reality, from the cultivation of poppies to the final market circulation, the true profit earners are not the farmers who cultivate in the Golden Triangle, but rather the drug traffickers in between
At that moment, Shi Jingwei conveyed the latest news to Lu Mingmei, not knowing what stubbornness had arisen in his heart. He touched his phone and smiled at Lu Mingmei, saying: "Lu Mingmei, do you dare to make a bet with me?"
Time and again, I find myself uncertain whether to describe my feelings as sadness. Having worked as a journalist for nearly ten years, I have become accustomed to the myriad of events and emotions, to the point where I no longer know what sadness or heartache truly feels like
This woman is so simple; if Cheng Songpo has matters to attend to, his attempts to please her are merely calculated; if Cheng Songpo is safe, she can overlook all his past mistakes.
In the songs that are so clichéd they can be heard everywhere, the singer's tone is filled with deep sorrow, lamenting "Can we still meet again"
Lu Mingmei was surprised, and then nodded, asking Lawyer Lou to continue speaking
Lu Mingmei observed this and had only one thought: if Cheng Songpo were to don a military uniform, he would also appear in this manner
Lu Mingmei gently brushed her hair by her ear, her face still extremely haggard, yet there was a glimmer of brilliance between her brows—news of Cheng Songpo was perhaps the best tonic for her.
The flight to Yangon has begun boarding, and at this moment, Wei Si is asking others for help, having confirmed that Cheng Songpo has completed the check-in procedures. The announcement of 'Miss Lu is urgently looking for Mr. Cheng' has been broadcasted round after round, yet the airport witnesses countless bittersweet farewells every day; while you are consumed with anxiety, it remains utterly indifferent.
Without saying a word, Shi Jingwei grabbed Lu Mingmei and, like a police officer escorting a criminal, rushed into the elevator, heading straight for the underground parking garage, and then sped towards Pudong Airport.
In all the resumes that have circulated prior to this, my life before the age of seventeen is entirely blank. Although many media outlets have shown interest in my family, the reason I have never responded formally is that I have always been quite perplexed by this period of my life
At the joint press conference held by the Myanmar government and Cheng Songpo, Cheng Songpo naturally expressed his gratitude to the Myanmar government.
As she looked at him with disdain, her gently raised eyebrows, and as she harshly criticized him, her unyielding thin lips... Any one of these deeply stirred the desires hidden within his heart. If only he could take one more step, just one more step, he could undoubtedly conquer her physically.
If there is anything I regret in my life, it is that I did not nurture Cheng Songpo into a purely ordinary person. General Cheng once entrusted me with the task of ensuring that Cheng Songpo would not be involved in anything related to the Golden Triangle, so I exhausted all means to erase his history. Unfortunately, he has never understood his father's heartfelt intentions. What disappoints me even more is that he has transferred his dissatisfaction with me onto you, intending to hurt my only daughter to cause me pain
The woman's figure is exquisite, with a slender waist and curvaceous hips. Shi Jingwei's hand glides down her shoulder and neck, caressing the places where her curves are most pronounced, causing his breath to quicken. Look, how effortless it is! In a state of despair and confusion, Shi Jingwei suddenly feels lost. Is he truly allowing himself to indulge like this? What can the pure passion ignited between him and any unfamiliar woman possibly prove?
Only love and hate, the scent of infatuation and resentment, are not at all within one's control
If he takes this step, tonight will become a talisman just like that speeding ticket, something that can be brandished at any time and place to utterly destroy him. Everything he has done can be easily trampled underfoot by her, crushed into dust; whether it be his character or his morals, in her presence, he will never be able to hold his head high again
Shi Jingwei's hand fell on Lu Mingmei's shoulder, causing her to instinctively shrink back, yet she did not pull away. A deep pain gripped Shi Jingwei's heart, and a torrent of unwilling emotions surged within him. He wrapped his arms around Lu Mingmei, and a tentative kiss, light as a dragonfly's touch, landed on her flushed earlobe. She trembled in his embrace, and his warm, moist kisses soon reached the area beside her eyes and brows. She bit her lower lip tightly, struggling to resist Shi Jingwei's deceptive tenderness and his relentless, never-give-up demeanor beneath his exterior. She trembled in his embrace, and his warm, moist kisses soon reached the area beside her eyes and brows. She bit her lower lip tightly, struggling to resist Shi Jingwei's deceptive tenderness and his relentless, never-give-up demeanor beneath his exterior.
Regardless, I do not wish for you to follow in our footsteps
After leaving Manxingdie, I reported the main experiences and gains of this trip to my superiors at the newspaper. With Editor-in-Chief Wang taking the lead, we communicated with many government officials, both domestic and international, who are concerned about the Golden Triangle region. Ultimately, the Myanmar government decided to abandon its previous eradication policy and instead adopted a strategy of exchanging economic aid for peace. The conditions they proposed were that General Cheng must relinquish all armed forces and go to Yangon to accept house arrest. General Cheng was very hesitant about two matters: first, he was unsure whether the Myanmar government could honor its commitments to support the economy of the Manxingdie region; second, regarding Cheng Songpo, he was unwilling for his son's entire life to be spent in a cage. Ultimately, the Myanmar government decided to abandon its previous eradication policy and instead adopted a strategy of exchanging economic aid for peace. The conditions they proposed were that General Cheng must relinquish all armed forces and go to Yangon to accept house arrest. General Cheng was very hesitant about two matters: first, he was unsure whether the Myanmar government could honor its commitments to support the economy of the Manxingdie region; second, regarding Cheng Songpo, he was unwilling for his son's entire life to be spent in a cage.
When he did not return, the ten years of waiting were continuously prolonged, even leading her to believe that such waiting would last until the end of her life
Lu Mingmei's father had not spoken for a long time, and at this moment he asked Lawyer Lou, "So... is there anything that she did not have time to handle that needs to be given to Mingmei?"
It is quite easy to enter a state of ear-tingling excitement; there are many ways for a man to conquer a woman, and vice versa
Time did not connect with her words, yet he raised his phone and said: "Do you want to know where he is?"
According to the itinerary, Cheng Songpo will first accompany the son of Vice Governor Zhang to Manxingdie to pay respects to their ancestors, and then fly directly from Yunnan to Shanghai
Yes, he called me. I was in a meeting at the time, and he left a voice message. The sound from a distance increased, and Lu Mingmei had to raise her voice. He said he has already entered northern Myanmar and is in the Han Chinese area. He will contact me again when he returns to Yunnan. Do you need to reach him for something?
Xi Siyong lightly uttered four words, "You are unloved"
Acha: I do not know when and where you will read this letter from your mother. I once had the thought of sending this letter directly to you, perhaps this could ease the relationship between us mother and daughter sooner. However, after much consideration, I abandoned this idea. Because I hope that the things you wish to understand will be conveyed to you by me in a very peaceful state, rather than being forced explanations made to ease our relationship.
When they arrived at the hospital, accompanying Ming Ai Hua was her husband, who had remarried three hours earlier, Lu Ming Mei's nominal stepfather. By the time Jing Wei and Lu Ming Mei arrived, the ward was filled with medical staff, as if they were waiting for Lu Ming Mei to see her for the last time before covering her with a white cloth.
He left a gentle kiss on her ear and then hurried away
The location where the video was recorded earlier was the hotel where he stayed when he first returned to the country. As Ji Jingwei responded, he was also searching for the phone number in his contacts. He first called the hotel and confirmed that Cheng Songpo had indeed enlisted yesterday, but had checked out a few hours ago. He then contacted a friend at customs to check Cheng Songpo's recent entry and exit records. It turned out that during the days Cheng Songpo had not been seen, he had returned to Italy and re-entered the country yesterday. The latest record indicated that Cheng Songpo would be taking a flight from Pudong in two hours, arriving in Yangon, Myanmar.
In the early years of our marriage, we still had a certain level of affection for each other, although it was not very deep. At that time, we had just resumed the college entrance examination, and we agreed to take the exam together, planning to have children only after both of us had completed our studies and achieved some success in our careers. When you arrived, both your father and I had just started our jobs and were still finding our footing; we even felt quite anxious about your arrival. We once thought we were still young and considered terminating the pregnancy, but we abandoned that idea under your grandmother's stern admonition (it has been proven that your grandmother's judgment was indeed correct, and I am still grateful to have followed her advice at that time). When you arrived, both your father and I had just started our jobs and were still finding our footing; we even felt quite anxious about your arrival. We once thought we were still young and considered terminating the pregnancy, but we abandoned that idea under your grandmother's stern admonition (it has been proven that your grandmother's judgment was indeed correct, and I am still grateful to have followed her advice at that time)
That person sighed and said, "I heard that there are also issues within Kokang, and this time the armed conflict has even resulted in several deaths"
At that moment, Shi Jingwei shook his head, feeling as if all the blood in his body had reversed its flow. No force remained that could give him the courage to tell Lu Mingmei about Cheng Songpo's death.
She does not understand why she would think of such a distant matter, clearly over ten years ago, yet now it comes back to her vividly.
It turned out that Jingwei called Lu Mingmei, always saying: "A colleague is on a business trip and brought back some chocolate. The teacher said you like it. Shall I bring it to you tonight?"
It should be noted that before Cheng Songpo went to Florence, he received considerable guidance from many renowned masters while studying and learning to paint in Shanghai. Without the connection to Ming Aihua, how could an ordinary student have such opportunities? However, these personal matters are ultimately not for him, as a junior, to inquire about
At that moment, he hesitated and stammered, not knowing how to begin. This summer, he had brought no good news to Lu Mingmei. After a long silence, he forced a smile and said, "It's nothing. I happen to be going over to handle some matters later, and I might as well look for you. You've been here all along, right?"
Early in the morning, Jingwei went to the office as usual. After reviewing the final drafts submitted by his subordinates, he planned to visit Ming Ai Hua at the hospital. While waiting for the elevator, he was still feeling restless; just a few hours ago, he had resolutely decided to ignore the matter, but now it seemed unlikely that he could truly walk away from it. As he was lost in thought, the elevator arrived with a beep. Jingwei stepped forward, and upon raising his head, he unexpectedly saw someone in the elevator.
I couldn't find him. At that moment, the voice of Shi Jingwei suddenly lowered, "Conflicts have occurred in northern Myanmar... Cheng Songpo may... should have already..."
Lu Mingmei displayed an extraordinary calmness in response to the news of Ming Aihua's passing
Returning home in a dejected manner, the kitchen is equipped with neatly arranged and gleaming utensils, while the bedroom's bookshelf is filled with a dazzling array of books. Looking around, everything that a home should have is present, lacking nothing.
He ultimately did not take that step
Lawyer Lou handed over another document, dated three years ago. Lu Mingmei calculated that it was shortly before her mother underwent surgery. This time, Ming Ai Hua's assets amounted to only several tens of thousands in savings, all bequeathed to Lu Mingmei, with nothing else remaining. Before Lu Mingmei could ask, Lawyer Lou explained: "In the six or seven years that followed, your mother made several trips to Shan State. The proceeds from the sale of those two properties were primarily donated to local educational organizations, aimed at constructing basic educational facilities after the comprehensive drug prohibition in the Golden Triangle region." Lawyer Lou continued: "In the six or seven years that followed, your mother made several trips to Shan State. The proceeds from the sale of those two properties were primarily donated to local educational organizations, aimed at constructing basic educational facilities after the comprehensive drug prohibition in the Golden Triangle region."
Time passed, and Shi Jingwei let out a long sigh. With the situation having escalated to this extent, Lu Mingmei would likely never agree to see him again. This was perhaps for the best, as he would no longer need to constantly measure the distance between them or carefully consider whether he was overstepping boundaries. As for Cheng Songpo's matters, one can only do their best and leave the rest to fate; what does it matter how things turn out in relation to him and Shi Jingwei? Regarding Lu Mingmei, she would find Cheng Songpo's actions justifiable no matter what he did. Now that Cheng Songpo is openly challenging the Myanmar government, Lu Mingmei would likely see it as a heroic act—let her admire him as she wishes; it has nothing to do with me.
The matter I am about to discuss is one that I fear you should pay more attention to
With a reflexive precision, Shi Jingwei intervened to stabilize the faltering Lu Mingmei
A woman is stripped bare; it all looks the same, you are no different. Shi Jingwei silently recited this phrase and ordered a glass of Hennessy for the woman beside him
This is the last day of July this year, an ordinary day in life
Joke, she came to find him, when did he ever say he was unavailable
Isn't that deserving of a slap?
The morning water seemed to penetrate to the very bone with a chilling sensation, unimpeded as it seeped into his internal organs. In that initial moment, his body trembled uncontrollably. He gritted his teeth and wrestled with the cool water that flowed out, gradually becoming accustomed to it
As you know, Cheng Songpo's father is the highest leader of the Manxingdie region, responsible for training the military to resist the frequent harassment from the Myanmar government and other drug trafficking forces in the area. He provides military protection for the drug trade in the Manxingdie region and levies taxes from it, using the tax revenue to build roads, construct school buildings, and develop education in the region. All of these matters were things I had never considered before delving into the Golden Triangle.
As Shi Jingwei closed his eyes and sighed softly, it seems that only he and Lu Mingmei understand what this sentence from Ming Aihua is truly asking
As the time passed, Wei Dandou rushed to Lu Mingmei's side and asked, "Have you been in contact with Cheng Songpo here?"
The original Lu Mingmei was not like this. She used to carry this shoulder bag with her head held high, speaking to him with full vigor and an imposing manner, never once asking: Shi Jingwei, do you have time?
Ah... are you all very busy today
Unfortunately, Ming Ai Hua will never have the opportunity to speak with Lu Ming Mei face to face again
Many people have asked me whether I wish to publicly reveal my identity in order to vindicate my father. My answer to this is: there is no need. My father's reputation exists in the hearts of every individual who has been touched by him, and those compatriots will forever remember all that my father has done for them. As for the rumors of sensationalism, they are nothing but baseless talk. The value of my artwork, while it may not compare to my father's character and integrity, shares one commonality: it does not require the approval of those who harbor prejudice in their hearts.
Time passed, and Wei thought that Lu Mingmei would come to ask him why Ming Aihua had chosen to destroy her childhood belongings before her death, but she did not. He originally guessed that deep down, Lu Mingmei was very much looking forward to Ming Aihua's concern for her. Now that Ming Aihua had suddenly passed away, he wondered how sad Lu Mingmei must be, yet strangely, there was no sign of her being particularly heartbroken. Ming Aihua's funeral was handled very quickly; both Lu's father and stepfather were very attentive. It was said that Ming Aihua had intended to buy a burial plot in her hometown in Jiangxi in her early years, but she abandoned that plan two years ago and chose another cemetery in Australia with her husband. Therefore, after Ming Aihua's body was cremated, her husband took the ashes back to Australia.
This three-word mantra has practically become his ultimate technique.
At times, I recall Xi Siyong mentioning that he lacks a woman, along with one of Qian Zhongshu's three principles: "Before meeting her, I had never considered marriage." My heart is filled with mixed emotions, a blend of warmth and coldness, which cannot be expressed to others, known only to myself
However, with a timid remark from Lu Mingmei, all the golden armor and iron shirt vanished into thin air in an instant. How could someone of such stature as Shi Jingwei not be aware of this? How could someone as strong-willed as Lu Mingmei lower her resolute head to him and speak softly to admit her mistake?
Shi Jingwei reached out and tugged at Lu Mingmei's sleeve. She looked at Shi Jingwei with a hint of surprise. Shi Jingwei, with a determined expression, asked: "Have you thought it through?"
Lu Mingmei was simply at a loss, habitually believing that Shijingwei was a universal solution generator, where inputting difficult problems would yield perfect solutions.
In his mind, Xi Siyong's image has plummeted from that of a graceful young gentleman in a turbulent world to that of a standard husband who is completely devoted to his wife
In the Shan State region near the Yunnan border, the mobile network used is provided by China Mobile. After contacting acquaintances, Ji Jingwei checked the mobile signal of Cheng Songpo and received the information that since last night, this number has had no signal.
Lu Mingmei was stunned for a long time before finally realizing that this was Cheng Songpo's father—this was the father of Cheng Songpo, whom he had never had a single word, a single image to remember! She eagerly tore open the remaining letter, hoping to find even a trace of information about her mother and Cheng Songpo's father.
Lu Mingmei raised her hand like a trumpet and asked loudly, "Is there something urgent with Xiu Huangwei? He will be back in a few days!"
Proving oneself is actually a very easy task. Shi Jingwei has never lacked women, and he can immediately show her, and prove it to himself.
When the moment arrived, Shi Jingwei found himself at a loss for words: "I... I originally intended to discuss something with him yesterday," Lu Mingmei glared at him, and seeing that he remained silent for a long time, she expressed her dissatisfaction: "What exactly is the matter? Hey, sir, if you are applying for a card, please fill out this application form first, and then hand your ID card to us for our staff to make a copy. Hey, Shi Jingwei, what is your matter? I am busy here and have no time to entertain you!" Hey, sir, if you are applying for a card, please fill out this application form first, and then hand your ID card to us for our staff to make a copy. Hey, Shi Jingwei, what is your matter? I am busy here and have no time to entertain you!
Take advantage of your illness to take your life away
In the middle of the night, I received a call from the agency, stating that an assistant traveling with Cheng Songpo had urgently called for help. It was reported that after entering Yunnan, Cheng Songpo discovered that something had happened. He left behind his belongings at Manxingdie and rented a car to return, but has since lost contact and his whereabouts are unknown
The flat-screen television embedded in the wall at the elevator entrance was broadcasting the news, and amidst the anchor's monotonous voice, an unusual intonation suddenly emerged, "We interrupt this broadcast to bring you the latest news about the internationally renowned young painter Cheng Songpo."
Lu Mingmei slightly raised her head and answered with increasing determination: "I cannot claim that our love will last forever, nor will I subject myself to the torment of waiting another ten years for him, but... unless he dies, or I die," a typical proud smile of Lu Mingmei reappeared on her face, "or unless he marries someone else. Otherwise, I will continue to wait.
He could not believe that he was actually in a strange room with a woman of unknown surname. The young woman quickly moved closer, softly protesting his hesitation. He suddenly jumped up from the bed, grabbed his clothes, and hurriedly put them on. Amidst the woman's disdainful remark of "crazy," he fled in a panic
He truly believes that he has already cultivated an indestructible body.
The contact of skin can ignite the flames that burn the five viscera, and the term desire does not necessarily pertain to a specific individual
It was evident that Lu Mingmei had come to find him, yet upon seeing him, her expression seemed somewhat surprised. She stood at the elevator entrance with her head down, her eyes slightly reddened, and her demeanor was timid. They remained in silence, facing each other for a long time, until Lu Mingmei finally spoke first: "I am sorry"
Lu Mingmei repeated once more, "I will wait for you to come back!"
Lu Mingmei was puzzled, "What is there to bet on?"
As Shi Jingwei drove aimlessly through the shimmering lights, he felt lost and disoriented. He knew that he could not take that step. Perhaps he could indeed conquer Lu Mingmei this way; she was already powerless to resist, and even afterward, he would not face any legal repercussions.
As Shi Jingwei drove to the bar, the interior was still filled with flickering lights. Upon taking a seat at the bar, a long-haired, alluring woman with a well-proportioned figure approached him with a drink in hand and inquired if there was anyone sitting beside him
Ming Aihua wore a wide-brimmed straw hat, her features striking and resolute, as she held a gleaming rifle, poised in a stance of aiming. Behind her stood a man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, dressed in khaki military attire, wearing a steel helmet and leather boots. With his hands clasped behind his back, he leaned slightly forward to guide Ming Aihua's movements, his bright smile reminiscent of a gentle breeze through a pine forest
In the vastness of the weak waters, you are only willing to take a ladleful to drink, yet how can you know the intentions behind that ladleful of weak water
My father lived a very simple life and did not receive any special treatment because he was a regional leader, which is why he was deeply loved in Manxingdie. However, one day, when I left Manxingdie and entered the outside world, I discovered that all my previous understandings were completely overturned. The Golden Triangle was described as a hellish den, as if all the evils in the world originated from there; my father was portrayed as a demon king, brutal and lawless, poisoning the people with tea.
When Shi Jingwei hung up the phone, he suddenly thought that if Cheng Songpo were to return from Manxingdie to Yunnan, it was highly likely that he would take the route through Guogan. Moreover, it is said that the leaders of the Guogan region had a close relationship with Cheng Songpo's father back in the day. Cheng Songpo would return to Manxingdie to pay respects to his grandfather, and it is likely that he would also visit his old uncles when passing through Guogan. Shi Jingwei felt a moment of panic and quickly went to verify, discovering that according to the established itinerary, they were now within the borders of Yunnan, which put his mind at ease. However, for some reason, his heart was racing, and he always felt as if something was about to happen. Shi Jingwei felt a moment of panic and quickly went to verify, discovering that according to the established itinerary, they were now within the borders of Yunnan, which put his mind at ease. However, for some reason, his heart was racing, and he always felt as if something was about to happen.
I know that you and Cheng Songpo have always speculated whether some form of affection ever existed between General Cheng and me. Not only you, but many others have also harbored doubts, yet no one has ever directly posed this question to me.