difficult love

When Xie Mingjiang woke up with a splitting headache, the first thing he saw was not the familiar ceiling of his home, but a veil with twists and turns like waves, which covered the champagne golden ceiling of the hotel room, and the light from the crystal lamp slanted It was struck obliquely, and the part filtered out by the veil barely landed on his face softly.

He squinted his eyes, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside to check the time, it turned out that it was close to six o'clock in the afternoon, he had to sit up, picked up the glass next to him and drank it in one gulp, his throat finally didn't hurt so much, he left the bed, Press the remote control and walk to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The floor-to-ceiling curtains were controlled by remote control and parted to both sides. The weather is very cloudy today. At this time, there are already lights outside. Xie Mingjiang was standing there in a daze, when Baihui's voice suddenly sounded from behind——

"Sir, are you awake? I've got my clothes ready, and we're almost ready to go."

"understood."

He waved his hands back without looking back, and waited for Baihui to leave the bedroom before turning around to change his clothes. The movement was mechanical, it can be said that it was a bit slow, and he was casually thinking about the meal at Takashi Sato's yesterday while he was wearing it. Son.

Yesterday Sato, Yamashita, and Fujiwara were all there. They first talked about what to do about Jinguji's all-night stay, and then said a few words about Jinguji's youngest son who is still in high school. Xie Mingjiang was out all the time. He listened for a while, but of course he didn't remember anything. After some chatting, the three of them seemed to make an appointment, and together they made him unconscious.

Xie Mingjiang didn't want to think about it any more. In the aftertaste of his headache, he walked to the full-length mirror, checked the neckline and cuff buttons for the last time, took the coat, and walked from the inner room to the living room. Baihui was sitting on the sofa watching TV with great interest, when he heard him voice, stood up quickly: "Sir."

Xie Mingjiang nodded: "Let's go."

Tokyo in November is not too cold, but today is another matter. Xie Mingjiang went downstairs, and Takashi Sato had sent a car to wait outside. He got in the car, watched the night scene for a while, and played with his mobile phone for a few minutes, about halfway through. Hours later, the car finally parked in front of a private courtyard, the iron gate was wide open, someone came out with a black umbrella, and landed firmly on top of Xie Mingjiang's head.

"Please come in, sir."

It turned out that it was raining outside unknowingly. Xie Mingjiang was too focused on playing with his mobile phone and didn't notice it. He changed the briefcase to his right hand expressionlessly and took the umbrella: "I can do it myself, thank you."

The front yard of the house was not small, but even so, there were already a lot of people crowded at this time, and the crowd was automatically divided into two teams. Xie Mingjiang gave money to follow one of the teams, and heard their trivial chatter in a very low voice.

Xie Mingjiang listened with a sullen face, taking care to avoid their umbrella tips, and moved slowly with the team. After standing for a while, someone suddenly called out: "Mr. Xie, is that you? Mr. Xie?"

Xie Mingjiang followed the prestige, and saw a fat man with a half-bald head walking towards him with an umbrella. He was Sato Takashi's subordinate.

Xie Mingjiang nodded: "Ando."

Ando nodded and bowed to Xie Mingjiang, and the black umbrella brought up water droplets flying randomly: "Mr. Xie, please come here with me."

Xie Mingjiang turned his head and gave Baihui a look, and Baihui hurriedly followed. The two followed Ando around the team in the front yard and entered the main entrance hall. In the hall, clusters of white lilies decorated the background of the entire mourning hall. A black gauze was hung on the portrait of Ichiro, and a flower was placed in the middle. There was a wooden coffin under the portrait. There were more than a dozen people kneeling on either side of the portrait. The men were all in black suits, and the women were all in black skirts. People knelt in the first row on the right, and when they saw Xie Mingjiang coming, they directed him to offer incense.

"Condolences."

After Xie Mingjiang finished offering incense, he bowed deeply, and his eyes briefly turned between the people on both sides, and the family members of Jingong Temple nodded one after another.

He immediately stepped aside, only to see Sato nodding to the women and men kneeling in front of him, got up, and led Xie Mingjiang to the back of the hall.

"Have you had dinner?"

Sato Takashi walked in front and led Xie Mingjiang to the wide backyard. The two stood under the eaves of the corridor. He seemed a little cold, with his neck shrunk, his hands in his pockets, and his arms were swinging uneasily.

In fact, Xie Mingjiang didn't eat it, but he just hummed vaguely, then took out a cigarette and handed it over: "Smoking?"

Takashi Sato's stiff face softened a bit. He took the cigarette, hooked the corner of his mouth and held it in his mouth. Xie Mingjiang lit the fire for him again. He took a deep breath, finally relaxed, and leaned against the wall.

"The wife of Jingu Temple is getting old, so you have to take care of everything, isn't it very hard?"

Takashi Sato took a puff of smoke with a smile: "It's okay for the brothers to help out and do things together. Compared with that, it's more worrying, and it's mainly A Xing's business."

Xie Mingjiang seemed to have thought of something: "Is he here? Since I came in just now, I haven't found a high school student anywhere."

At this time, the backyard was silent, but Takashi Sato looked around before lowering his voice: "His identity, can he come to this kind of occasion? And it's not safe."

"Will you attend the farewell ceremony?"

"What are you thinking about!" Takashi Sato raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Xie Mingjiang in surprise, "Do you think Mrs. Jinguji wants to see him?" After he asked, his voice was lowered, "After all, Ah Xing is now Mr. Jinguji's only son is considered an illegitimate child. How much do you think Axing can inherit Mr. Jinguji's shares in Qianda and how many properties in Japan?"

Takashi Sato hid half of his face in the collar of his windbreaker, and his voice came faintly: "There are too many people who want to touch him now. Why is he participating? Even if he attends in disguise, he is in danger of being headshot."

Xie Mingjiang nodded, and the atmosphere became silent like this.

The marriage of the Jinguji couple has long existed in name only, but they have never divorced, but this does not prevent Jinguji Ichiro from being romantic outside and forming dewy love everywhere.Like most philandering men, he has no special feelings for the women he has had, but he still loves his sons a lot.

In fact, he and his wife once had a son, and he was shot in the heart during a conflict in Hong Kong because of the cargo issue. His son was still very young at the time, but he had just turned 20.

Jingu Temple originally went to Hong Kong to collect his son's body, but by chance, he met a woman named Tan Liman at a nightclub named Liquan in Mong Kok, and had a fling with her, and then he was born. Tan Yixing's illegitimate son.

The current wife has both an illegitimate child. If you want to blame, you can only blame Jinguji Ichiro for not leaving any will. These two close relatives and the group of Jinguji's subordinates split into two factions as they should. Here comes the property.

Sato smoked two cigarettes one after another, until Xie Mingjiang's stomach was growling shamelessly, he laughed, and said to Baihui: "Go to the kitchen and get some curry bread for Mr. Xie, and ask in the front hall , they will take you there."

Just as Baihui was about to leave, Xie Mingjiang stopped her, and he unknowingly drank a cigarette during the conversation. At this moment, he felt a little impatient, and turned to Sato Takashi: "Don't eat, if it's nothing I will go back to the hotel, and I will attend the farewell ceremony at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

But Sato waved to Baihui and dismissed her with words: "Go quickly, I want to eat too."

Hearing what Sato said, Baihui didn't dare to run away for a moment, Xie Mingjiang watched her figure disappear at the door leading to the front hall, and then breathed a smoke ring into the air, and sighed: "Speak, why? gone?"

Sato smiled and rubbed his hands, as if he was very embarrassed: "Speaking of which, you are Ah Xing's godfather, right?"

Xie Mingjiang felt a stomachache, and snorted from his nose: "You think I want to be his godfather?"

Sato still smiled: "But anyway, you saved Ah Xing's life, we only believe in you now, and only you have the ability to protect Ah Xing."

The more Xie Mingjiang listened, the more he felt something was wrong, pushed the cigarette aside with his tongue, and frowned: "What do you mean by that?"

Sato finally stopped laughing, his expression became serious, and he turned to Xie Mingjiang: "I have an unfeeling request, Mingjiang, can you take Ah Xing to your place, and you can take care of him for a while."

Xie Mingjiang took the cigarette out of his mouth and said immediately: "Where do you want me to take him?"

"Where you came from, take him back."

"how long?"

"Three years."

"impossible."

"Ming Jiang, I beg you..."

Xie Mingjiang shook his head: "Is there someone in Hong Kong who will take over him? You can send him to Hong Kong."

"You must be joking. Who will take over him in Hong Kong? The branch office is all owned by Mrs. Jinguji. Without us watching, she would dare to send someone to kill him within three days. Even if Mrs. Jinguji doesn't Do it, and Mo Jinghang."

"That's none of my business."

"Ming Jiang..." Sato Takashi was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his face, "Did you forget how Mo Jingxiao was limping?"

The rain tended to fall more and more heavily, and it hit the ground with dense pattering sounds. In this awkward atmosphere, Xie Mingjiang pursed his lips and interrupted displeasedly: "So you are threatening me?"

Takashi Sato crossed his arms and shook his head: "I'm not threatening you, I don't have to."

Xie Mingjiang understood what he meant. Indeed, as long as Takashi Sato thought about it, there were many ways for him to force himself to agree, but there might be some problems in dealing with the aftermath.

"..."

"This is not my decision alone." Takashi Sato continued, "Yamashita and Fujiwara all think so, unless you disagree with all of us."

Xie Mingjiang sighed: "You know, if I don't hit Mo Jingxiao's leg, he will not only want my life, but also Tan Liman and Tan Yixing's."

"I'm very clear, Ming Jiang, you thought you couldn't stay in Hong Kong at that time, Ah Xing is powerless now, he can't go to Hong Kong by himself."

"I don't care, I can't do it."

As Xie Mingjiang was talking, Baihui ran over from the corridor with a food box, and smiled at them: "Eat, sir, and Mr. Sato, this is still hot."

Takashi Sato pretended to decline in a gentlemanly manner: "Ming Jiang eats first, Ming Jiang must be hungry."

With a froze face, Xie Mingjiang took out a curry bread from the half-open food box, and chewed viciously twice.

It wasn't Sato who ate, but he also saw a bit of relish in the side, and said in an unpleasant way: "Ming Jiang, it's not that you can't do it, it's that you don't want to do it. What can't be done by a child?"

A few words and a few words immediately set Xie Mingjiang on fire, threw the half-pull bread into the food box, and nodded——

"That's right, I just don't want to do it, what's the matter? Whether Tan Yixing stays in Japan or goes to Hong Kong has nothing to do with me. As for his godfather, whoever he loves is not me anyway. Sato, if you have to force others, Use whatever skills you have, I know you dare."

After finishing speaking, Xie Mingjiang ignored Sato Takashi's surprised expression, brushed his shoulder, and walked out.