Shanghai morning

It took Al a lot of time to convince Arthur. At first, Arthur didn't want to take this hot potato, and traveling with this obstructive girl would definitely add a lot of trouble.But when Al played his last card, Arthur finally agreed.Al told Arthur that if he refused to take in Wan Wan, he would join forces with Matthew. Although Matthew had returned to Canada, he was always worried about his lost inheritance, and he always hoped to be reunited with his twin brother. Make it up.After weighing it over and over again, Arthur finally agreed.

In fact, Al lied, Matthew no longer cared about the original inheritance, and now Jardine Matheson has not made much money.From this point of view, Matthew is as pragmatist as Arthur.

Arthur temporarily placed Wanwan in the British Consulate. No matter how much the Japanese flaunt their might, they haven't really occupied Shanghai. They dare not move the British Consulate.Arthur doesn't like Wanwan. This girl is not half as shrewd as Hong Kong Aberdeen. She has an innocent and pure temperament all over her body. She has no other good way out except to be a wife or a lover. The upstarts would like oriental girls, so it's okay to arrange a good marriage for Wanwan, this is the only thing he can do for Wang Yao, Arthur thought so.

On the day when Arthur and Wanwan set off, Wang Yao was not there, he was forced to isolate himself from the world, and no one could tell him the news.Al went to Honda Ju, hoping that he would allow Wang Yao to send his sister off, but Honda Ju refused abruptly.Al began to wonder whether Wang Yao had been secretly killed by Honda Ju.

Wang Yao reappeared under the sky of Shanghai due to an unexpected reason, and the person who indirectly helped him was Luther.One day Luther casually mentioned Ferry's painting to Honda Ju. He said that Ferry was very distressed that he couldn't find Wang Yao recently. The portrait he painted for Wang Yao was about to be completed, but the model himself missed the appointment.After hearing this, Honda Ju personally sent Wang Yao to Luther's house, on the condition that he would stay here during Ferry's painting, and take Wang Yao back after finishing.After many days, Wang Yao finally saw someone other than Honda Ju. He was so excited that he wanted to cry, but Honda Ju warned him not to behave abnormally. Wang Yao tried his best to restrain his emotions and sat down like every time before. At the window of Ferry's studio.

The sunlight outside the window is just right, and the light shines through the lush leaves of the ivy, and shines into the quiet room through the gaps. The dark green of the leaves is transparent and emerald green by the sunlight.

Wang Yao's eyes fell on the ivy, but his mind wandered away.He recalled the conversation with Wang Nianjing in the stronghold of the Revolutionary Party.

"I'm going to report you." Wang Yao said.

Hearing this, everyone in the room became agitated, and forced them forward with fists and sleeves. Some people were about to quietly draw their guns, but Wang Nianjing stared back at them.

"Don't move!" Wang Nianjing shouted in a low voice.

The crowd paused unwillingly, and stared at Wang Yao like a vicious dog, as if they would take him down and tear him to pieces if he did anything wrong.

"Mr. Wang, what do you mean?" Wang Nianjing looked at Wang Yao coldly.

"Ah Jing, take a step to talk." Wang Yao gestured for Wang Nianjing to talk alone with his eyes.

Suspicious, Wang Nianjing still complied with Wang Yao's request and dismissed other comrades.

"Can we talk now?" Wang Nianjing said in a firm tone.

Wang Yao said calmly: "Since Liang Ziyu was arrested, you have been exposed. Instead of waiting to be ganged up, why don't you give me a hand and let me have a certificate in front of Honda Ju."

"Certificate of honor? Do you want to be a traitor?" Wang Nianjing asked sharply.

"That's exactly what I mean," Wang Yao said, "I'm going to report on you, and Honda Ju will surely make me a traitor. As for you, Shanghai will definitely not be able to stay any longer. Why don't you leave as soon as possible and wait for the Japanese to come and arrest you?" People, you don't just lose Liang Ziyu and the three of them."

Wang Nianjing heard that there was something in Wang Yao's words, and immediately grabbed the words and asked: "Mr. Wang, do you want us to escape?"

"Yes, you must escape as soon as possible, escape from Shanghai, and save the rest of the people." Wang Yao said.

"But why are you going to report us as a traitor?" Wang Nianjing was confused by Wang Yao's contradictory words.

Wang Yao said calmly: "I'm going to report on you and exchange my sister with the condition of surrender. You must run out before then, but you must leave some evidence. When Honda Ju finds this place, you will have nothing to say. It can be said."

Wang Nianjing stared: "Honda Ju is suspicious, he will definitely kill you in a fit of anger!"

Wang Yao showed a weird sneer: "That beast Honda Ju has lustful thoughts towards me, so he won't kill me easily. As long as I pretend to be timid and fragile enough, he will get carried away, and then he will deliberately make the whole world Knowing that I have become a traitor, of course I most hope that my former 'companions'—that is, you—discover my shameless true colors, so that he will let Liang Ziyu and the others see my ugly appearance and let them go. To tip you off. I think at least one of them will be rescued, and in the best case all three will be rescued."

Wang Nianjing understood Wang Yao's thoughts, and his attitude towards Wang Yao changed from hatred to gratitude: "Mr. Wang, you are going to save our comrades! But you might lose your life because of this, do you think it's worth it? Do you really want to do this? ?”

"One life can be exchanged for four, it's a profit." Wang Yao said.

Wang Nianjing nodded heavily: "Thank you, Mr. Wang! We will not let you suffer unjustly. If Ziyu and the others can leave safely, I will tell them that you are their benefactor!"

"No, absolutely not!" Wang Yao categorically denied, "You must guarantee that everyone except you will not know my plan, and everyone must think that I am really a traitor."

"Why?" Wang Nianjing's eyes widened in surprise.

Wang Yao said slowly: "I want to stay with Honda Ju as a traitor and be your eyes and ears. You have lost all the organizations in Shanghai, and it will be very difficult to build them up again. It will be much easier to have my eyes and ears. Shanghai fell. Sooner or later, a seed will be left before then, in the heart of the enemy."

Wang Nianjing grasped Wang Yao's hands: "Mr. Wang! You...why do you do so much for us?"

Wang Yao shook his head lightly: "Don't be so grateful to me, I also have selfish purposes, I do many things for my sister." He suddenly raised his head, his eyes sparkled: "But this time it's more for Yunjian, He asked me to save one Chinese, you asked me to save more Chinese, this time I can do it."

Wang Nianjing shook Wang Yao's hand vigorously, the excitement on his face was gradually suppressed, and he said in a low voice: "Mr. Wang, I have written it down, I have written it down." Solemn commitment.

Wang Yao nodded: "Let's go, from now to tomorrow morning, your time is running out, leave Shanghai quickly."

After reminiscing, Wang Yao's eyes refocused. In the large green vision of ivy, the light has moved away, and a long time has passed.

Ferry is still struggling in front of the canvas, the young painter's cheeks are slightly flushed with excitement, brimming with great passion and energy.Wang Yao caught Ferri from the corner of his eye, and he wanted to take a good look at this Italian young man who loves art for the last time. Ferri's painting appearance is always so enthusiastic and flamboyant, and he is so happy that people are enviable.I don't know if Ferry knows it, but he himself really looks like a painting full of vitality, Wang Yao thought with emotion.

"It's done!" Ferry shouted happily, throwing away the paintbrush.

Wang Yao stood up with a smile and moved his sore neck: "Can I be the first to appreciate it?"

"Of course, you are the one in my painting!" Ferry cheerfully gave Wang Yao to the canvas.

Wang Yao saw a peaceful and elegant portrait: in the corner of a huge room, a man with a melancholy expression was sitting in an armchair in front of the window, facing the lush greenery outside the window, only a ray of light in the picture illuminated him. The figure's face and part of the torso are covered, and a large area of ​​green ivy lines his half profile. The colors are soft and lively, which shows that the painter is full of love for the figure.

"It's so beautiful!" Wang Yao never thought that he would sincerely admire his portrait.

"This is the work I am most satisfied with so far." Ferry never pretends to be modest. "I haven't decided on a name yet, but I have decided to give it to you as a parting gift."

"No," Wang Yao turned his face slowly, "Please keep this painting for me, and keep the best look in my life."

Ferry was surprised at first, and then smiled: "I am willing to keep it and will not give it to anyone. I will keep your best appearance!"

Later, Ferry and Wang Yao went downstairs together, and Wang Yao said goodbye to everyone in the Luther family, including the servant Torres.That was the last time Wang Yao appeared at Luther's house, and it was also the last time he saw Ferry.

On the way back, Honda Ju and Wang Yao sat side by side in the back seat. There was nothing to say between the two of them. One harbored evil intentions and the other was filled with disgust. They walked through the streets of Shanghai silently until one of them could not help but speak. .

"Is Yaojun planning to keep stalemate with me?" Honda Ju tilted his head to look at Wang Yao's profile.

"I'm not in a stalemate with you, I just don't want to talk to you." Wang Yao said coldly.

Honda Ju was a little proud of the fact that Wang Yao finally spoke: "Yaojun, why didn't you invite me upstairs just now? I also want to see what Yaojun looks like when he works for Mr. Vargas." His last sentence The words are very ambiguous, with a touch of sex.

Wang Yao's face turned red and then turned pale: "That will disappoint you, this is just a portrait, with clothes on."

"I want to see Yaojun in any way," Honda Ju said, "No matter what you look like, it all belongs to me!"

"You will never see that painting." Wang Yao didn't want to talk to Honda Ju anymore, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Honda Ju has already figured out how to get the portrait in his mind.