Shanghai morning

The Japanese care about face, but at the same time know how to measure. If you have a lot of wealth, you will have a lot of etiquette, and the way of hospitality must not be the slightest.The people invited to this gala were many and complicated, foreigners accounted for half of the wall, and the rest were celebrities from all walks of life in Shanghai.

Wang Yao followed Arthur and Al. He intended to make himself unobtrusive, but this move was unnecessary. On this grand occasion, he was very inconspicuous, like a Chinese servant following behind a foreign master .He glanced at the meeting place cautiously, but didn't find Honda Ju. There were many Japanese officers, but none of them were Honda Ju.After Wang Yao entered the hall, he consciously hid in a corner he thought was safe, to calm down his nervous mood.

Al wanted to be by Wang Yao's side, and he didn't like playing courteous with other people.

"That Honda guy doesn't seem to be here yet, why don't we go back later." Al said while observing the people around him.

"No, since he invited me here, I'm afraid I'll give him an excuse if I leave early." Wang Yao was afraid that Honda would have an excuse to keep pestering him even more.

"You're more stubborn than I thought." Al said helplessly.

Wang Yao smiled silently.

"I'm going to get some food. If someone bullies you, don't bother, just wait until I come back." Al told, Wang Yao still remembered the pain he suffered when he placed an order last time.

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere." Wang Yao said with a smile.

Al nodded and walked towards the table with snacks.

Wang Yao stood still, shrunk his shoulders to make himself smaller, and blended into the background of the hall.But even so, he was accosted.

"Yao! You are here!" A cheerful voice followed by a big hug.

Wang Yao was so hugged that he couldn't breathe, he could only pat his back: "Okay, Ferry, I can't breathe anymore!"

Feliciano quickly let go of Wang Yao: "Why did you leave so suddenly that day? I thought you didn't want to see me anymore!"

"How come?" Wang Yao couldn't help showing a loving smile, "I was in a hurry and didn't have time to tell you."

"You don't want to go to my house anymore, do you? Luther said you won't come!" Feliciano asked worriedly.

"I'm afraid I really can't go anymore." Wang Yao said regretfully.

"Hey? Why?" Feliciano immediately fell down.

"Because..." Wang Yao couldn't think of a reason, he couldn't truthfully say that Luther forbade him to go.

Luther's intervention relieved Wang Yao: "Ferry, don't keep pestering Mr. Wang."

When Wang Yao saw Luther, his expression changed, and he said stiffly, "Hello, Mr. Beschmidt."

"Hello, Mr. Wang Yao." Luther's expression was no better than Wang Yao's, "Ferry, go find the girls."

But Feliciano refused unhappily: "No, I don't want to find a girl, I want to have a good talk with Yao, don't keep pushing me away!"

"This is not a suitable occasion for conversation." Luther said with a frown.

Feliciano didn't listen to Luther's words: "Luther, I won't let you take me away this time. I can feel that you don't want me to show off. I don't know why, but I don't want to let you Make the decision for me, please go away."

Luther had never seen such a rebellious Feliciano, and in his experience, Feliciano was always a carefree, simple, obedient little fool who was willing to do everything in his power to protect this little fool from harm .

"Ferry, what's the matter with you today?" Luther was very uncomfortable with Feliciano's changes. Although Feliciano was a little awkward since Wang Yao left without saying goodbye that day, it was the first time he defied him in person.

"I want to say a few words to my friend alone, please agree to my request, Luther." Feliciano said seriously.

Luther looked anxiously at Feliciano and then at Wang Yao, and reluctantly said, "Okay, I'll excuse you first." After that, he left the two of them.

Only Fei Li and Wang Yao were left facing each other, and Fei Li immediately asked eagerly, "Yao, is it Luther who won't let you see me again?"

Wang Yao thought for a while, and felt that there was no need to defend Luther: "Yes, I'm sorry."

"Why?" Ferry asked.

Wang Yao didn't know how to answer, he didn't want Ferry to be involved in danger: "I got into some trouble, which affected Mr. Beschmitt, and it might affect everyone in your family, so Mr. Beschmitt let me Don't bother me again."

"What kind of trouble is it? Can I help you?" Ferry asked.

"Ferry, you can't help me, you just need to be safe and sound." Wang Yao smiled wryly, "I don't want to get involved in those things, but now that I'm in danger, you should stay away from me."

Ferry showed a rare disappointed expression: "Yao, everyone in that family thinks I'm a fool, no matter how stupid I am, I won't be able to find out how others think of me. But it's my own decision to make friends with you, please be a fool." My model is also my decision, it sounds ridiculous, but you are the only one who came to visit me, the others are all Luther's guests, and they all regard me as a fool just like Luther." He smiled Holding Wang Yao's right hand: "Only you treat me like a friend, only you regard me as more important than Luther."

Wang Yao's mood was complicated when he heard it, he was a little flattered, and at the same time accompanied by conflicting pain: "Ferry, Luther didn't treat you as a fool, he just cared about you."

"A funny idiot, likable, not bad, nothing more than that," Ferry said self-deprecatingly.

"You are not stupid at all," Wang Yao said sincerely, "You are a talented painter, more talented than anyone I have ever seen." Wang Yao didn't deliberately flatter, he knew that those who can draw those great works Must have different minds and perceptions from ordinary people.

Ferry smiled in relief: "Yao, would you like to be my model again?"

"Uh...is that still the case?" Wang Yao hesitated.

"No, I just wanted to paint your portrait," Ferry said. "Did you embarrass yourself last time?"

"A little bit, I heard that the painting was exhibited at the art exhibition." Wang Yao's cheeks burned when he thought of the painting, "But it is a good painting, and I was lucky to be the first to see it."

"I'm also very satisfied with that painting, so I want to draw another one for you." Ferry eagerly awaited Wang Yao's reply.

"But I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the mansion again..." Wang Yao reminded.

"Don't care what Luther said, I very much hope to draw this painting, I can pick you when Luther is not around." Ferry said.

"Okay." Wang Yao agreed with a smile.

"Great!" Ferry held Wang Yao's hand tightly with both hands, "I promise this painting will be impressive!"

At this time Al came back, seeing Ferry talking to Wang Yao excitedly, he frowned unhappily and walked over: "What's the matter, Mr. Vargas?" He grabbed Wang Yao's arm and moved backwards. Pulling, calmly pulling Wang Yao's hand out of Fei Li's.

"Hi, Mr. Jones, we're talking about paintings," Ferry said happily.

Al looked at Wang Yao: "I thought you were not interested in art."

"That means you don't know Yao, Mr. Jones, Yao's artistic appreciation is great!" Ferry was so excited that he didn't notice that Al's face was not looking good.

Ferry wanted to say something else, but Luther had already come to look for him. Luther looked at Wang Yao vigilantly, and said to Ferry, "I don't think you should bother Mr. Wang Yao anymore. Let's go." Pull away Ferry.

Al stuffed a plate of food to Wang Yao: "Eat something."

"Thank you." Wang Yao took the plate and began to eat it bluntly. He likes these western snacks, which are delicate and sweet, sweeter than the candied haws in Peking.

"What did that Vargas want from you?" Al asked.

"He wants to draw another picture for me." Wang Yao said.

Al asked displeasedly: "What kind of painting?" He had seen Wang Yao's painting as a model in Feliciano's art exhibition, and he has not told Wang Yao that he bought one of them.

"Portrait." Wang Yao said unnaturally.He had already heard about Al's participation in the art exhibition from Matthew, but he didn't want to bring it up.

Al was still not very happy: "Are you still going to Beshmit's house?"

"When Luther is away," Wang Yao said, "I don't want to run into him again." He suddenly noticed Arthur standing not far from them, and the person who was talking to Arthur was Matthew. Yao looked at the two of them coldly, and said unhappily, "Is Mr. Williams doing well now?"

"At least it's better than us." Al didn't care about Matthew's current situation, at least in his opinion, Matthew had always been high-spirited, as if he had gotten a big deal.

Just as he was talking, Matthew had already walked towards the two of them.

"Hello, Al, Mr. Wang." Matthew finally got Wang Yao's name right.

"Hello, Mr. Williams." Wang Yao said calmly.

Al simply put on a straight face: "It seems that you are doing well."

"Where is it? It's just struggling to survive." Matthew laughed at himself, "Al, can I have a chat with you alone?"

"There's nothing Yao can't hear." Al said bluntly.

Matthew smiled slightly and leaned closer to Al's ear: "If you don't want Mr. Wang to be hurt, it's best not to let him listen."

Al looked at Matthew coldly, then turned to Wang Yao and said, "Yao, go to Arthur's side, don't go far."

Wang Yao nodded: "I understand." He bowed to Matthew and left alone.

"Go ahead," Al said.

Matthew said unhurriedly, "I'm about to leave Shanghai."

"Leave? I thought you wouldn't leave until you got Arthur's property." Al squinted at the twin brother, "Aren't you very close to that Honda Chrysanthemum? It's a pleasure to cooperate with the Japanese ?”

Matthew smiled and shook his head: "You don't understand the Japanese. Their ambitions are bigger than I thought. What they want is not as simple as controlling Shanghai."

"I know the Japanese have big appetites, but aren't you just as ambitious?" Al said.

Matthew disagreed with his statement: "I just want to get back what belongs to me, and it is expedient to cooperate with Honda Chrysanthemum. Although I have obtained the shares of CA-CIB, I don't know when the bank will withdraw from Shanghai. Yes. Al, I know you care about that Chinese man very much, and Honda Ju is also staring at him, if you have any plans, do it quickly, otherwise it will be too late."

Al didn't believe that Matthew had good intentions: "Why should you care about Yao?"

"I don't care about him at all," Matthew said, "but you're my brother, and I don't want anything to happen to you, whether you want to admit it or not."

"Your brotherhood doesn't convince me, but I will consider your suggestion." Al said flatly.

"I'll give you a piece of advice: leave Shanghai early." Matthew left after speaking.

Al recalled Matthew's words, he didn't feel the changes in the situation in Shanghai, but he would rather stay here if Wang Yao was still under the threat of Honda Ju.Thinking of this, Al looked for Wang Yao's figure, but the number of people in the hall increased, and a Chinese with a short stature could easily be overwhelmed, so he couldn't find it for a while.

A man and a woman who just walked into the hall attracted Al's attention: the man was Honda Ju, who needed the most vigilance. He didn't wear a western suit today, but a military uniform, and his temperament was even more upright and outstanding.Al remembered the first time he saw Honda Kiku at the ball, the military uniform that the Japanese also wore, and wondered why he dressed like this in social situations.The woman holding Honda Chrysanthemum's arm is the most surprising, that is Wang Yao's younger sister Wang Wanwan, who reappeared in front of everyone, she is a completely different person, she is wearing a bright red exquisite cheongsam, with high slits Let her white thighs flicker, her thick long hair is coiled up, and there are exquisite pearl earrings hanging on the petite earlobes. They all exude a mature and enchanting charm.

The bad thing is that Wang Yao, who disappeared just now, is now walking quickly towards Honda Ju and Wang Wanwan.Seeing that the situation was wrong, Al caught up with Wang Yao in a few strides and grabbed Wang Yao's arm.

"What are you doing?" Wang Yao glared at Al angrily.

"Don't go," Al whispered.

"Wanwan is there!" Wang Yao eagerly wanted to see his sister.

"Honda Chrysanthemum is here too," Al said.

Wang Yao said loudly: "No, I have to talk to her, Wan—"

Al covered Wang Yao's mouth inappropriately, and blocked his shout.

Honda Ju and Wang Wanwan soon saw Wang Yao. Wang Wanwan blushed and did not dare to look Wang Yao in the eye. He raised his arms around Wanwan's waist, looking both gentlemanly and domineering.

Wang Yao looked at them anxiously, subconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes, and pulled out the folds of the ironed clothes.

When his back was turned to Wang Yao, Wan Wan looked at Honda Ju helplessly: "Brother Ju, what should I do?"

"Don't be afraid." Honda Ju kissed the top of her head comfortingly, and the fragrance of the girl's hair made him feel happy.

Wan Wan leaned on Honda Ju like a shy little rabbit, and the hand holding his arm was like grabbing a life-saving straw.

But Honda Ju couldn't protect Wanwan all the time, he was caught by several other Japanese officers, so he could only leave Wanwan alone.Wanwan looked at Honda Ju worriedly, even if she was only a short distance away from this man, she would feel uneasy, but Honda Ju wanted to talk about business, so she didn't dare to bother her.

Suddenly, a hand pulled Wanwan away.

"Ah!" Wanwan Xiaoxiao screamed, "Brother?"

"Wanwan!" Wang Yao was finally able to talk to his sister. There were thousands of words in his heart, and he didn't know which sentence would come out first.

"I..." Wanwan bowed his head guiltily.

"Wanwan, why don't you go home?" Wang Yao asked, "I don't blame you, come back soon!"

Wanwan raised his head with an aggrieved and angry expression: "Brother, do you still think I'm wrong? You don't understand me at all!"

"Brother is also at fault, you go home with brother, we will discuss everything carefully in the future, and brother will never scold you casually again!" Wang Yao persuaded.

Wanwan's tears rolled in his eyes: "Brother, you never ask me what I want, let me tell you: I love Brother Ju, I am very happy with him, happier than my 17 years combined, you Why are you unwilling to fulfill us?"

The sentence "Brother Ju" stabbed Wang Yao deeply, he couldn't help raising his voice, and shouted anxiously: "Wanwan! Honda Ju is not a good person, I can't watch you jump into the fire pit! You are still young, You can't see people, he has been lying to you!"

"Stop talking about this! You...you just treat me like a child!" Wanwan took a step back and glared at Wang Yao angrily, "If you keep doing this, I will never go home!"

"Wanwan!" Wang Yao stepped forward to grab Wanwan's arm, but someone grabbed his wrist.He turned his head and saw Honda Ju's cold face.

"Don't harass Miss Wanwan," Honda Ju said coldly, "This is a Japanese place, even Yao-sang will not forgive you for making trouble here!"

"Honda Ju! You bastard!" Wang Yao glared at Honda Ju fiercely.

Honda Ju sneered and threw away Wang Yao's hand: "Please respect yourself, otherwise I can only ask Yaosang to leave."

Al rushed over to pull Wang Yao: "Yao, don't do stupid things!" Then he said to Honda Ju in a neutral manner: "Hello, Mr. Honda, let's excuse me first." Without any explanation, he pulled Wang Yao away from the couple.

"Al!" Wang Yao glared at Al angrily.

"Can't you see it? Honda Chrysanthemum brought your sister here to provoke you. If you fight him here, you will be taken away by the police." Al whispered.

"But..." Wang Yaoyan looked at Honda Ju as he introduced Wanwan to those celebrities. The men with status all looked at Wanwan with frivolous and scornful eyes, and said with disdain, "I really feel that he has treated Wanwan so badly Can't take it!"

Al thought about it for a while, and then said straight: "I think your sister is quite happy." He didn't exaggerate, and Wanwan, who was like a star-studded moon, showed a beautiful and happy smile.

"She doesn't understand, she can't see what Honda's intentions are!" Wang Yao clenched his fists tightly, scratching his palms with his fingernails.

Al sighed and said nothing.

Later, Wang Yao's eyes followed Wanwan all the time, and Al didn't dare to leave him for half a step, for fear that he would make some dangerous moves on impulse.But it's not that if they don't provoke them, there will be no trouble. I saw Honda Chrysanthemum took the initiative to walk towards them.Seeing this, Al took a step forward, half-shielding Wang Yao behind him.

Honda Ju said with a smile: "Mr. Jones, don't worry, I won't harm Yaojun."

"It's hard to convince, Mr. Honda." Al stared at him closely.

"I just want to talk to Yaojun alone, and it won't delay you too long." Honda Ju straightened his back to make himself appear taller.

"There's nothing you can't say in front of me." Al refused to budge.

"I'm sorry, I'd like to trouble Mr. Jones to avoid it." Honda Ju said with a tough attitude.

Wang Yao tugged at Al's sleeve: "Al, it's okay, don't worry."

Al looked at Wang Yao worriedly: "I'm right there." He gave Honda Ju a warning look, and stepped aside.

Facing Honda Ju alone, Wang Yao was unconsciously afraid. He forced himself not to run away, but his heart beat like a drum and he couldn't control it.

"Yao Sang, are you all right?" Honda Ju smiled and took a step closer, his voice reminded Wang Yao of the hiss of a snake.

"Don't talk about these useless things, what do you want to do?" Wang Yao asked with a straight face.

"I don't mean anything malicious, I invited Yaosang here today to let you brothers and sisters meet, don't you always want to see your sister?" Honda Ju said in a high-sounding manner.

"Do I still have to thank you?" Wang Yao couldn't hold back his anger, "I want to thank you for abducting my sister?"

"Yao Sang, it's my fault. Miss Wan Wan is by my side voluntarily. Did you hear what she said just now?" Honda Ju said proudly.

"You are deceiving her! You are threatening me with her! You are threatening me with my sister!" Wang Yao cried.

Honda Ju has been watching Al's movement with squinted eyes. Seeing that Al was talking to Arthur and Matthew and had no time to pay attention to this side, Honda Ju suddenly grabbed Wang Yao's wrist, and his movements were as fast as a falcon. Before Wang Yao could react, he pulled He pulled to the balcony.

"Ah!" Wang Yao exclaimed.

Honda Ju grabbed Wang Yao's shoulders, pressed him hard against the wall, and covered his mouth tightly.

Wang Yao looked at Honda Ju in horror, unable to make a sound.

Honda Ju faded away the polite disguise, and his expression became cold and fierce: "Yaosang, since you remember my warning, you should know that you can't try to get your sister back. You can't bear the consequences of angering me." He let go of Wang Yao's mouth.

Wang Yao's lips trembled, and he almost said something awkward: "You...don't hurt Wanwan...I didn't do anything."

Honda Ju squeezed Wang Yao's jaw with a grin, forcing him to raise his face: "You didn't do anything? You have done a lot of great things! Your friend Francis also helped you a lot."

Wang Yao's eyes widened, and the flickering eyes were full of fear. If he was sober now, he would realize that his weakness had just betrayed Francis, but he was completely incapable of adapting.

Honda Ju calmly admired Wang Yao's expression, watching the slightly parted lips tremble a few times but didn't say anything.He let go of Wang Yao's jaw that was pinched and hurt, and slowly slid his hand down to Wang Yao's waist, and hugged him suddenly.

Honda Ju leaned close to Wang Yao's ear and said, "Yao Sang, if you don't want more people to suffer because of you, don't mention what happened tonight."

The warm breath blowing against Wang Yao's ears made him tremble, he bit his lip to force himself to wake up, and said shortly: "Okay."

Honda Ju let go of Wang Yao's shoulders, Wang Yao's body let go of strength, and was about to slide down softly, but was stopped by Honda's arms around his waist.

"Yao-san, it's time for us to go back to the venue, otherwise Mr. Jones will be worried." Honda Ju emphasized his tone when he mentioned Al's name.

Wang Yao didn't respond, and let Honda Ju help him back.

Al was looking for him anxiously, and when he saw him coming back, he hurried up to him: "Yao! Where have you been?" He saw Honda Ju's hand around Wang Yao's waist, and felt extremely glaring.

Honda Juqian smiled politely and said, "Just now Yaosang couldn't handle the alcohol, so I'll take him to the balcony to have a rest."

Al pulled Wang Yao over: "In this case, let's go back early, I'll see you off."

Wang Yao mechanically nodded.

"Then let's take our leave first, Mr. Honda." Al said unhappily.

"I'll send the two of you out." Honda Ju said politely.

"No need." Al said and took Wang Yao away.

Looking at the backs of the two, Honda Ju showed a determined smile.

"Brother Ju, you are here!" Wanwan's gentle arms wrapped around Honda Ju's, "I'm so tired! This is the first time I have to deal with so many people!"

Honda Ju just turned his head and patted Wanwan's little hand on his elbow: "Don't be afraid, if you are afraid, be afraid of me alone."

"Huh?" Wanwan looked at Honda Ju suspiciously.

Light dance music sounded.

"Come on, let's dance, don't waste this music." Honda Ju gently took Wanwan's hand.

"Yeah!" Wanwan became happy again.