Shanghai morning

Two days have passed since then, and there is still no news from Wanwan.Wang Yao asked Ivan every day, but Ivan couldn't give him the answer he wanted.

Ferry's painting progressed smoothly, but he gradually discovered that the model was more and more different from the person in the painting. The person in the painting had a struggling and unyielding life force in the melancholy and elegant, but the model became paler and haggard, and his eyes lost their luster. There was a silent despair in the whole person.

"Yao, have you been sick recently?" Ferry asked with concern.

"No." Wang Yao said.

"But you are very bad." Ferry studied his thin face.

Wang Yao couldn't answer, he really couldn't say he was fine: "There are some things at home... I'm worried, but I can't do anything."

"Can I help you?" Ferry asked.

Wang Yao smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's my housework, no one can help."

Wang Yao's sad expression made Ferry distressed. He is not a person who is good at reading minds, and he can't help if he doesn't know the reason, which makes him feel very uncomfortable.

In the evening, Ferri left Wang Yao for dinner.As usual, Luther sat at the main seat, and Ferry and Wang Yao faced each other. Roderich refused to go downstairs for dinner because of his headache, and asked Torres to send his dinner to his room alone.

During the dinner, Ferry came up with various interesting topics to make Wang Yao happy, but Wang Yao had no choice but to pretend to be amused.The food was quite delicious, even though it was just an ordinary dinner in Beschmidt's family, the exquisite food and fine wine still made Wang Yao feel like he was enjoying a feast.

Torres was in charge of serving the dishes. Every time he approached, Wang Yao couldn't help but want to hold him and ask him to understand, but Torres' eyes stopped him - no, he couldn't say anything, otherwise everything would be over.

While Wang Yao was waiting anxiously, an "acquaintance" who had just broken up not long ago came to the door.The person who came was Liang Ziyu, who had always been thinking about Wang Yao's sister, and this time he came here specially to discuss with Wang Yao.

"Brother Ziyu? Please come in!" Wang Yao enthusiastically welcomed him into the room.

Liang Ziyu was also polite and straight to the point: "Mr. Wang, I have found out your sister's whereabouts. She is under house arrest in an apartment by a Japanese named Honda Ju. There are only two people who come in and out, and one is a delivery man. One of the servants is Hai Lanzhu, a Manchurian traitor."

Wang Yao didn't show any surprise, Liang Ziyu immediately understood: "You already know?"

Wang Yao nodded, then sighed helplessly: "I've known it for a few days."

"Who told you?" Liang Ziyu wondered that there are people in Shanghai who are more informed than him.

"A... friend." Wang Yao concealed it.

"Mr. Wang, don't worry, I'm my own," Liang Ziyu patted his chest and assured, "I will never do you any harm. If you have anything, you can tell me!"

At this time, Ivan pushed the door carelessly and entered.Liang Ziyu immediately shut up and stared at Iwan fiercely.

"Don't stare like that if you don't want to be suspicious," Ivan said lazily. "You've got 'I have a problem' written all over your face."

"Get out, Russian!" Liang Ziyu cursed in a low voice.

"I'm here to visit my neighbors, only the owner of the house can tell me to get out!" Ivan smiled hippiely, and sat down next to Wang Yao, pushing the bed down.

Liang Ziyu stood up: "Mr. Wang, I'll come back another day."

Wang Yao looked at Iwan hesitantly, and called out to Liang Ziyu: "Ziyu, Iwan is one of his own, you can speak in front of him."

Liang Ziyu said: "I'm sorry, I can't trust this ghost!"

Wang Yao knew that if he wanted to save Wanwan, he had to ask Liang Ziyu for help: "Brother Ziyu, the one who helped me find out the news is Iwan, he will not betray you."

Ivan nodded gracefully, smiling suspiciously like a fox: "I'm a good person!"

Liang Ziyu stared at Iwan suspiciously: "Even if he knows, the ghost won't be of much help, right?"

Ivan stretched out a finger and shook it: "On the contrary, there is a foreigner who is easy to handle—how do you think Hui Yao helped your people escape from Shanghai?"

"Ivan?" Wang Yao's eyes widened in surprise.

"Huh? Didn't you tell me? I thought you did!" Ivan pretended to suddenly realize, "Oh, it seems that I learned about it from other sources. I know too many people, so I forgot! "

Liang Ziyu gritted her teeth. Ivan's provocation couldn't be more obvious. Their secret is not a secret to Ivan, but they have no way of knowing how Ivan did it.

Ivan narrowed his eyes and smiled like a cat: "Don't worry, I'm on Yao's side, and I won't deal with Yao's friends—of course, if you betray Yao, things will be different!" The sentence is meaningful.

Liang Ziyu was full of anger and helplessness. After a moment of stalemate, he sat back in his seat: "Mr. Wang, we are going to rescue your sister."

"How to save?" Although Wang Yao thought it was unlikely, he became energetic when he mentioned saving his sister.

"I've found out when the meal delivery person and Hai Lanzhu will go, and the situation around the apartment, but we need a few days to prepare before we can tell you the specific plan." Liang Ziyu glanced at Yi In case of a glance, "also prevent leakage."

"It must be leaked to me, and I must play a role in it." Ivan reminded with a smile.

"We don't need you!" Liang Ziyu said in disgust.

"You need a back-up, for the sake of Yao, I am willing to be the back-up." Ivan said it casually, but he was serious.

"Don't ruin our business!" Liang Ziyu stood up angrily, "Mr. Wang, please rest assured and wait for the news. We will do our best to rescue your sister."

"Okay," Wang Yao held Liang Ziyu's hand tightly, "I thank you in advance, and if it happens, I will take my life to repay your kindness!"

"What kindness are you talking about? We still owe you!" Liang Ziyu also shook Wang Yao's hand.

The next step is tormenting waiting. Wang Yao is looking forward to Liang Ziyu's news every day, but there is no movement. Wang Yao can't help looking for Liang Ziyu, but Liang Ziyu cautiously drives him back, telling him not to leak the news in a hurry.

The more he was afraid of something, the more something happened. Wang Yao just returned from Liang Ziyu's place, and on the way he ran into Honda Ju, whom he hadn't seen for many days.When Wang Yao saw Honda Ju, he had already approached, and it was impossible to pretend that he didn't know to walk over, and Honda Ju also saw him: "Yaojun, it's really not easy to see you, these days I'm hiding on purpose. ?"

"Exactly." Wang Yao said bluntly.

Honda Ju smiled self-deprecatingly: "Yaojun doesn't have to treat me like a scourge, I must have expressed my intentions last time, Yaojun must have understood, is Yaojun not going to accept this kindness?"

"Good intentions? You caught my sister, and... and..." Wang Yao blushed with anger, "You are not human!"

Seeing Wang Yao's embarrassment, anger and speechlessness, Honda Ju found it very interesting: "Yaojun, don't be afraid, I won't do anything disrespectful—at least not now." His ambiguous tone made Wang Yao Yao trembled all over.

"I just want to be as far away from you as possible! Bah!" Wang Yao spat on Honda Ju viciously, left Honda Ju in great annoyance, and walked away, with heavy and rude footsteps with anger, stomping the ground.

Honda Ju was not in a hurry or annoyed, watching Wang Yaoyuan's back, he stroked his chin to make up his mind.

In the evening of that day, Al came to look for Wang Yao, and he brought the developed photos.Wang Yao was still in a gloomy mood because of seeing Honda Ju during the day, but Al always had a way to cheer him up.Wang Yao likes Al's photography style very much, but there is always a lingering sadness in the Shanghai under Al's lens. Maybe this is the Shanghai in Al's eyes, Wang Yao thinks so.

"Ah, isn't this me?" Wang Yao found a photo showing his back in the rain, "When did you take it?"

Al smiled and said, "When you're thinking." His voice became very gentle.

Wang Yao couldn't remember when he was thinking about his mind, let alone when he wasn't thinking about it.

"How are you, Yao? You seem to have lost weight again." Al asked.

"It's still the same, not bad." Wang Yao smiled bitterly.

Al looked away: "Maybe it's not a bad thing for you to leave the foreign firm. Arthur has already planned to go to Hong Kong, and the foreign firm will also move there."

"Arthur is leaving too." Wang Yao sighed.

"The war may be about to start. Many foreign firms are withdrawing from Shanghai, and many foreigners have left." Al said, "And many Chinese are also trying to get out." He fixedly looked at Wang Yao, hoping Wang Yaoneng was a little touched.

Wang Yao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head immediately: "If you can go, you have to go, Arthur is right not to stay in Shanghai, but I'm afraid Hong Kong is not safe." He looked up at Al: "You also Will you go to Hong Kong?"

"No, I'm not going," Al said.

In this way, Arthur has lost Francis and Al successively, can he maintain it?Wang Yao couldn't help worrying about Arthur, but then felt funny, Arthur is a shrewd person, in his heart, his property is always the most important, he can have no one, he can give up everyone.

"Yao, are you worried about your brother?" Al asked.

Wang Yao finished his fugue and sighed again: "Arthur promised to support Aberdeen all the time. I believe he is not a man who breaks his promise and gets fat." But it is even more difficult to get news about Aberdeen. After Arthur arrived in Hong Kong Whether he will still contact him is a question. If Arthur doesn't take the initiative to contact him, Wang Yao will have no way to get in touch with Arthur.

Al thought for a while, and then asked, "Yao, haven't Wanwan seen you yet?"

Hearing his sister's name, Wang Yao's heart throbbed, and he almost blurted out the truth. He wanted to tell Al everything, so as to relieve the burden on his heart, but he still swallowed the secret.The plan to rescue Wanwan cannot be disclosed, and more people should not know about Wanwan's tragedy—Al also doesn't need to know about it, and the dark things should stay in his own shadow.

"I haven't seen Wanwan yet, but I will definitely let her go home." Wang Yao said firmly.

Al felt that Wang Yao's tone was different, and he looked at Wang Yao seriously: "Yao, don't take risks."

"Me? Of course I won't!" Wang Yao smiled and fooled, but it seemed deliberate.

Al was not so easy to deceive, he saw Wang Yao's intention to take risks: "Yao, what are you going to do?"

"Prepare to let my sister go home." That's all Wang Yao said.

Al leaned forward: "Yao, no matter what you want to do, promise me, you must tell me."

Wang Yao couldn't agree to such a request: "Al..."

At this time, Ivan broke in again, which was very good at destroying the atmosphere, but Wang Yao never welcomed Ivan's intrusion so much.

"Hey, it's Mr. Fatty again?" Ivan pretended to have just found out, "We are going to have dinner, Mr. Fatty, do you want to stay together? But our poor family has very little food, Mr. Fatty, would you mind drinking cold water for dinner? ?”

Al stood up: "Can't you stay in the attic honestly? Outdated old things either go into the attic or are burned as firewood. Do you prefer the stove?"

Ivan heard Al's subtext: "What a coincidence, it's summer, we don't need to chop wood."

Wang Yao stopped Ivan's words and said to Al: "Al, you should go first, I'm sorry."

It was like this every time, Al was tired of this kind of result, he turned his head and left Wang Yao's house without saying a word.

Wang Yao glanced at Ivan with complicated eyes, and Ivan shrugged: "You're welcome!"