Shanghai morning

The Japanese club is a gorgeous western-style building. The interior decoration imitates the western style as much as possible, which is quite the essence of baroque art, but for some reason it looks a bit over-decorated and vulgar.

Although he has learned a lot from Honda Ju during this period of time, Wanwan still couldn't help being amazed when he came here for the first time.Honda Ju ordered the waiter to bring some soft drinks and Japanese snacks to entertain Wanwan. Wanwan was full of praise for the exquisite snacks: "It's so beautiful! It's even more beautiful than embroidery!" She carefully picked up a little rabbit, Looking back and forth.

Honda Ju said with a smile: "Miss Wanwan, let's eat quickly, even the most beautiful food is for eating."

"But I can't bear it!" Although Wanwan wanted to eat it, he really couldn't bear to eat such a cute thing.

"You can have as many dim sum as you want, Miss Wan Wan is welcome." Honda Ju said generously.

Only then did Wanwan pluck up the courage to put the snack into his mouth, and just after taking a bite, he showed a happy smile: "It's so delicious! Is everything you Japanese taste so delicious?" I haven't eaten dessert a few times since I was in the university. Wang Yao only buys her one or two low-priced and rough-made desserts to satisfy her cravings. Compared with the things Wang Yao bought, what she eats now is nothing short of human. delicious.

"As long as Miss Wanwan likes it." Honda Ju said lightly.

There are mostly Japanese men in the club, and there are also some Japanese women wearing gorgeous kimonos and heavy makeup on their faces. Unbeknownst to Wanwan, most of these beautiful Japanese women are high-ranking women who specialize in providing services to Japanese military officers and upper-class people. .Seeing these women's gorgeous clothes, and looking at his own simple and shabby school uniform, Wanwan felt ashamed of himself—they were all so elegant and beautiful, and he was like a chicken mixed in with a flock of swans.

At this time, a beautiful girl in kimono walked up to Honda Chrysanthemum and bowed respectfully: "Good day, Mr. Honda." She spoke in standard, tactful Japanese, with a beautiful voice unique to Japanese women.When Honda Ju chatted with her, Wanwan couldn't understand their conversation at all.

Wanwan looked enviously at this girl who was not much older than her. She thought that she would never be as beautiful as her in her whole life.

Honda Ju turned his head and introduced to Wan Wan: "This is Ms. Qijia Hai Lanzhu. Hai Lanzhu is from Manchuria, but she can speak Japanese as well as Japanese." He turned to Hai Lanzhu again: "This It's Miss Wang Wanwan, we must take good care of her in the future."

Wanwan looked at Hai Lanzhu again in surprise, she didn't expect this girl to be Chinese, Hai Lanzhu didn't look Chinese at all from head to toe.

Hai Lanzhu greeted friendlyly: "Hi, Ms. Wang, I often hear Mr. Honda mentioning you, you are indeed a beautiful lady!"

"Where, it's far worse than Miss Hai Lanzhu." Wanwan said quickly.

At this time, an officer came over and said something to Honda Ju, who temporarily left the two girls alone, and left with the officer.

As soon as Honda Ju left, the atmosphere became a little awkward.Wanwan wanted to know more about Hai Lanzhu, so he took the initiative to ask: "Miss Hai Lanzhu, your Japanese is really good. Is it difficult to learn a foreign language? Can I learn it?"

Hai Lanzhu suddenly became extremely arrogant, and she said coldly: "It's not difficult for me, but a stupid Chinese like you will never even try to learn it in his life!"

Wanwan was shocked by the quick change of Hai Lanzhu's attitude, and became angry: "Who are you calling stupid? You are also Chinese!"

Hai Lanzhu sneered: "Hmph! Don't confuse me with an inferior person like you. I lived in Japan when I was 6 years old. I was brought up by a Japanese adoptive father. I don't have the bad habits of Chinese people for a long time— —I also have a Japanese name: House."

Wanwan blushed with anger, she had never seen such a brazen person, and she was at the end of her words when she was young and could not swear: "You are still a Chinese even if you wear this kimono! The meat is still born in China!"

"Shut up!" Hai Lanzhu suddenly trembled with anger, all the elegance and calmness just now disappeared.

Wanwan didn't know that she was stepping on Hai Lanzhu's painful foot.Hai Lanzhu was born after the royal family of the Qing Dynasty, so she is still a princess.She was given to her adoptive father in Japan at the age of 6, and she was given the Japanese name "House", and has been raised as a Japanese girl ever since.However, people around her look down on her, and they have always called her "Zina's house" since she was a child, and her adoptive father who was perverted when she was less than 10 years old raped her, she grew up in the shadows for more than ten years, and this It actually caused her to have a twisted love for her adoptive father and brother-in-law. She has been the mistress of her brother-in-law since a few years ago, until now.

Hai Lanzhu's adopted brother is Honda Ju, and her Japanese name is "Honda House".

Wanwan was frightened by Hai Lanzhu's sudden anger. She was a wayward child at home, but she was often bullied because of poverty outside, which made her develop a timid but bad-tempered character. An angry crazy woman, she was very scared, but she was also angry with the traitor's appearance, and she mustered up the courage to confront her: "Don't yell at me, didn't you say that you are a high-class person? Then how do you Still as rude as an inferior person?"

Hai Lanzhu couldn't bear it anymore, but after thinking about it, she laughed again. She said in a tone full of contempt and disgust: "You may think that you will become a phoenix if you climb the high branch of Mr. Honda? Let me tell you, a slut like you will play with you." There are too many, who doesn't just throw it away when they get tired of playing? Only I have stayed by his side, how many lowly Chinese women thought they could replace me, and they were thrown out like rags in the end! You will end up in the same way!"

Such an insult was too much for a young unmarried girl, Wanwan finally couldn't hold back the tears welling up in his eyes, and ran out like a defeated little bitch.

The outdoor air made Wanwan feel that the tightness in her chest was relieved a bit, but the tears still flowed down uncontrollably, she couldn't control herself anymore, and cried loudly on the street where people were coming and going.

"Miss Wanwan, why did you run out? What's wrong with you?" Honda Ju rushed over, grabbed Wanwan's shoulders and turned her around, asking anxiously.

The most embarrassing appearance of her was seen by the man she liked, and Wanwan felt ashamed, and she cried even harder.

"Wanwan, what happened just now?" Honda Ju asked, his tone didn't seem to be concerned about Wanwan, but an order.

"I...I want to go home..." Wanwan sobbed.

Hai Lanzhu also followed. She pretended not to know and said, "Miss Wanwan, why did you run away suddenly?"

Honda Ju slapped her hand back, Hai Lanzhu was slapped and lost her balance, and fell to the ground in a weak and graceful posture, as light as a butterfly, as cute as a poor and helpless kitten, as if she fell for this It has been practiced countless times, and when needed, it can be presented to men in the most beautiful form.

"Ah—" Hai Lanzhu cried out in pain.

"Brother is pressing the road!" Honda Ju scolded viciously, "It must be you again, this sinister woman!"

"Brother Ju!" Hai Lanzhu called out crying.

Honda Ju stared fiercely at the beautiful Hai Lanzhu on the ground, and squeezed out vicious words from between the back molars: "Remember: If you dare to do such stupid things again, you should apologize by cutting yourself open! I will do it myself! You are wrong!"

"Yes...Brother Ju—ah!!" Hai Lanzhu screamed again, and she was kicked hard by Honda Ju in the stomach.

"Don't ever call me Brother Ju again!" Honda Ju yelled.

"Hi Yi~ Hi Yi~ Mr. Honda!" Hai Lanzhu hurriedly agreed.

Wanwan on the side had been dumbfounded for a long time. She had never seen such a vicious Honda Chrysanthemum. At this moment, she only had fear in her heart.She turned around and ran away in fright.

"Miss Wanwan!" Honda Ju chased after her.

Wanwan didn't dare to look back at him, she just ran away, but she was so delicate that she didn't have much energy, so Honda Ju soon overtook her.Honda Ju grabbed Wanwan's shoulder and turned her body around: "Miss Wanwan, listen to me: that bad woman is full of lies, no matter what she says, don't believe it!"

Wanwan shook his head desperately: "She said that there are many lowly women like me, and you will throw them away when you get tired of playing with them!"

Honda Ju held onto Wanwan's exquisite shoulders even more tightly: "Miss Wanwan... Wanwan, I have never treated you as a plaything, I cherish you and love you. I admit that I have played with many women, but only You have my respect."

"You looked terrible just now." Wanwan's eyes were still full of fear and guard.

"It was too rude just now, but I was worried that the woman would hurt Wanwan, so I just..." Honda Ju showed a concerned look.

Wanwan also didn't want to criticize Honda Ju for this, she still liked this man, maybe more than that.She broke free from Honda Chrysanthemum's hand: "I want to go back."

Honda Ju disagreed: "Wanwan, let me take you to a place as an apology."

Wanwan shook his head: "I played truant for so many days, if I do this again, I will be expelled from school."

Honda Ju thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay, then I'll take you back to school, and bring Wan Wan out to play some other day."

Wanwan didn't answer.

Wang Yao rushed to the Japanese club in a rage, Francis chased after him: "Yao, you can't go! You can't break into that place!"

"Wanwan is there! You told me!" Wang Yao was so angry that he couldn't control himself. When he thought of Wanwan being with that man named Honda Ju, he was both scared and angry.

"Those Japanese are not vegetarians, you should ask Wanwan when she gets home." Francis pulled Wang Yao to persuade him.

Wang Yao shook off Francis' hand: "At that time, nothing will happen!" Wang Yao was afraid that Honda Ju would be unfavorable to Wanwan.

Francis couldn't stop Wang Yao, so Wang Yao rushed to the club's gate and pushed it roughly—almost knocking open the door.

The Japanese inside were extremely dissatisfied with the sudden noise and uninvited guests, and a guard stepped forward to drive them away: "What are you doing? This is a place for the Japanese!"

"This fucking is in China!" Wang Yao scolded his mother angrily, "Where is Honda Chrysanthemum?"

"Mr. Honda is not here, even if he is here, he will not see people like you!" The guard shouted, "Get out!"

"Let Honda Chrysanthemum come out! Hand over my sister!" Wang Yao shouted loudly.

"Where does your sister stand on the street? How dare you plant Mr. Honda!" The guard scolded contemptuously.

"You dare to scold my sister? You dog!" Wang Yao was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

A Japanese military officer couldn't stand it anymore, and came over to scold Wang Yao angrily: "Mynah is pressing the way! Get out!"

"Mynah is pressing the road? A parrot is climbing a tree!" Wang Yao is eager to find his sister, even the Japanese are not afraid, "I will never leave without seeing my sister today!"

Francis watched anxiously: "Yao, let's go! It will be too late when the police arrive!"

Wang Yao refused to let go, and forced his way inside, but was restrained by three or four people, and was pushed down to the ground in embarrassment.Francis is a foreigner, and the Japanese were still afraid, but they also stopped him from leaving. The two were trapped in the club until the police arrived and took them away.

Ivan came alone to the Beschmidts' house, strode up the steps, and rang the doorbell.At this time Ludwig was not there, and it was Torris, his new servant, who opened the door.

Torres opened the door and was about to greet him when he stuttered suddenly: "You...you are..."

Ivan smiled and said, "Long time no see, Torres."

"You... why are you here?" Torres said incoherently, "I thought you were dead!"

"I disappointed you and your friends, I am not dead." Ivan sneered.

"I never meant to harm you!" Torres explained eagerly, "I didn't betray you... I did, my stupidity did - but that was not my intention at all! I thought they meant Save you!"

"Okay, okay, Torres, don't explain what happened more than ten years ago," Ivan was completely unmoved, "It's just that I didn't expect you to become a bereaved dog and come to my new place ——Do you know how a bear will deal with a wolf that invades its territory?" Ivan showed his neat teeth on purpose, like a beast.

"I'm only glad to see you again and see that you are safe and sound, Your Highness," Torres said.

"Shut up! Don't call me by that title, do you want to betray me again? You Judas!" Ivan shouted in a low voice.

"No one will hunt you down anymore. You died in Russia more than ten years ago." Torres smiled wryly, "And I was forced to leave later. This Beschmidt is a servant."

"A dignified nobleman became a servant of the Germans," Ivan gloated. "It really is the most suitable ending for you."

"His Royal Highness..." Torris was interrupted by Ivan.

"Call me Ivan!" Ivan looked around carefully.

"Ivan?" Torres was puzzled, "Your name now?"

"Ivan Braginsky," said Ivan, "a man who saved me, and I borrow his name."

"That's..." Torres suddenly understood.

"That's right, the body they buried, the 14-year-old kid." Ivan thought of the boy who died for him back then, and he hadn't even met him.

"Mr. Braginski, have you been in China all these years?" Torres asked with concern.

"Like you, I haven't been in China for a long time," Ivan said, "but I'm not here to catch up with you. I'm asking you: How much do you know about the Beshmit family?"

"This... I haven't worked here for long, and I only know these family members: the two Mr. Beschmidt, Mr. Edelstein, and Mr. Vargas. Mr. Edelstein seems to be the old Beshmi Mr. Vargas is a good friend of Mr. Ludwig Beschmidt." Torres said as much as he knew.

"What do you know about his former servants?" Ivan asked.

"The previous...that Chinese?" Torres was surprised by Ivan's question, "You mean the executed Chinese?"

"That's right," Ivan said.

"I haven't seen him, but Mr. Beschmidt seems to like him very much." Torres said, "Oh, by the way, there is a Chinese who came to Mr. Ludwig about the servant, the Chinese It seems to be called 'Wang Waist'."

Ivan's heart moved, he guessed right.He said to Torres: "Thank you, traitor, for doing me a favor anyway."

Torres sighed and said, "I will do anything for you, Wang...Mr. Braginski, as long as you don't hold grudges against me anymore."

"It's hard to say," Ivan looked at him meaningfully, "but I do need a pair of eyes and ears."

"You can trust me!" Torres hastily expressed his loyalty.

Ivan left Ludwig's house—or rather, left Ludwig's house.Torres then closed the door, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled in relief.

"Torres, do you have any guests?" Roderich walked into the living room listlessly after waking up from his lunch break.

"No, I chatted with someone else's servant for a while." Torres said with a smile.

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