Wancheng Chronicle

The turbid water dripped from the bricks and tiles and hit the passers-by, mixed with the chill of early spring, it was unbearably cold.Helplessly, the alley is deep and narrow, and peddlers have already occupied half of the road. Pedestrians have nowhere to hide, so they have to flee quickly holding their necks.

Mingyi looked at the stone slabs full of mud and scum, and felt withdrawn. He really shouldn't have allowed Chen Tianrong to go out and enjoy such a scenery.But raising objections at this time will inevitably lead to unnecessary misunderstandings and disputes.He secretly glanced at Chen Tianrong, since this person can tolerate his secret, why can't he understand his life?

The noisy alley seemed to have quieted down because of Mingyi's arrival, and even the children playing in front of the door stopped frolicking.Mingyi would not understand—the people here have never seen such a dress, even if they live in a new world that integrates world civilizations, even if there are countless gentlemen and ladies on the other side of the city.Poverty shackles the people here and prevents them from integrating into the world.When a middle-aged man mentioned such a gentleman's attire in the shop window, the eyes of the crowd around him showed envy, and they silently boasted of this kind of erudition.

Only after walking through it did I realize that the noise in this remote alley is due to the endless criminal activities that have been going on for thousands of years.Ming Yi stared at the girls and boys with grass marks, variegated coarse cloth blouses, pale cheeks, and thin bodies shivering in the wind. "You want me to watch this?"

"No, go to An Qi's house, this way is the closest." Chen Tianrong followed Ming Yi's gaze and looked over, it was just the usual human trafficking. "What, which one do you fancy?"

The bitterness in Mingyi's heart was drowned by Chen Tianrong's words, and everything was nothing but his mediocrity. "Shouldn't my family have a share of the industry here?"

"That's not true. Boss Ming said that it's bad for you because it's bad for your morals. But if you value something, you can pick it." Chen Tianrong once told Mingyi that human trafficking and opium are important pillars of Wancheng's prosperity.Seeing that the little guy could remember his teaching so quickly, he actually felt a sense of pride as a gentleman.

"Compared to Sanxin, this is a small head." Mingyi tightened his coat, the wind blowing against his face and the smell made him very uncomfortable.

"You can also say that." Chen Tianrong's eyes glanced at the girl who marked the price today. It is true that he cannot make a lot of money just relying on this kind of business. "However, sometimes, foreigners who come to buy labor are very generous."

Mingyi stared at the transaction not far away, and didn't pay attention to his side, but the slight touch from his pocket was enough for him to make a move.When Chen Tianrong heard a cry and turned around to look, Mingyi had already grabbed the newsboy by the throat and grabbed him with his backhand.

Newspapers were scattered on the floor, soaked by the running sewage, and the ink was washed out.The child's pale face flushed red from the struggle, and tears welled up in his eyes as he read the newspaper.

"Don't do it again." Mingyi let go of his hand, and the sticky feeling on his fingertips made him frown.Seeing such a thin body flinging on the cold and dirty ground, sobbing and picking up the unrecognizable newspapers, he suddenly felt that he had gone too far.

The people around, like Chen Tianrong, admired this handsome man's skill and sympathized with this thin and small newsboy.But he didn't say a word, just watched with cold eyes.

"Wait!" Mingyi stopped the child who was desperately trying to squeeze out of the crowd.

The little child clutched the newspaper tightly, biting his lip, not daring to look up, and dodged back tremblingly.

Ming Yi reached into his pocket, but was stopped before he could touch the coins.

"Come here." Chen Tianrong suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the child by the collar, dragged him up, and half-carried him out of the alley.Someone stepped forward to dissuade him, but he was also frightened back by his vicious curse.Chen Tianrong looked all the way, found a remote corner, and left the child after making sure no one was paying attention. "Remember, it's worth living to earn but not to spend!" He dug out the things in his pockets and stuffed them under the child's shabby clothes several times.

"Are you trying to say that I shouldn't arrest him?" Ming Yi knew that Chen Tianrong had sent the child away, so he kept staring at him.

Chen Tianrong smiled, hooked Mingyi's shoulders, and said, "No, I just want to praise Mr. Ming's skill."

"I really just don't want this kid to steal and rob from childhood!"

"Yes, a saint is not ashamed." Chen Tianrong admired Mingyi's frowning brows, and the sadness in his eyes.Such an expression reminded him of the surface of the river where the ship passed by, with ripples rippling along the tail, and the water splashed with the helplessness of comfort and being disturbed, howling and blooming. "But even if you let him steal it magnanimously, he will not be blessed. So, don't worry about it."

"why?"

"Not everyone dares to snatch things from you, but everyone dares to snatch things from that little guy." Chen Tianrong smiled wryly, as smart as Ming Yi, who never thought of the law of the jungle that foreigners often say?

No wonder he acted like that just now, but what kind of past made him so familiar with the rules here?Mingyi was a little moved, maybe the sages were able to write the classics handed down from generation to generation in a noble and majestic way, just because they have never experienced difficult times, never seen the local people suffer from disasters, and the people are in dire straits.

The aroma of roasted sweet potatoes wafting from the small stove on the street diverted the attention of the two, luring them to come closer and take a closer look at these hot fat babies.

Chen Tianrong negotiated the price skillfully, took the packaged food, and bumped Mingyi with his elbow, signaling that he was spending money.

"I don't have any money." Ming Yi took out a small stack of long strips of paper and asked, "Do you think he accepts checks?"

"Forget it." Chen Tianrong threw down some change and urged the little guy to leave.He didn't want passers-by to point at him like a joke. "Mingda

Young master, is it really okay that you are penniless? " Guessing that the hawkers couldn't hear them, Chen Tianrong asked bitterly while clutching the roasted sweet potatoes.

"It's not penniless!" Mingyi snatched the food, licked his lips and muttered, "One silver dollar!"

Chen Tianrong was speechless, should he give this little guy some medicine again?He pondered for a long time before uttering a sentence: "What's the use of that?"

"What really happened, hang up the phone and call Gu Shao." Ming Yi met Chen Tianrong's astonished eyes, and added: "He is always on call."

No matter how much Gu Qijin and Chen Tianrong thought about it, they couldn't think of any advantages of that man that could make the little guy trust him so much.Hearing the name that popped out of the little guy's mouth, Chen Tianrong felt a little jealous in his heart.Of course, he thought he was crazy.

"After tossing around for so long, I thought you wouldn't come." An Qi pushed open the door with a smile. She was wearing a purple cheongsam, and the peonies embroidered with black thread were alluring in the silence. "This is Young Master Ming, hello."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Ming Yi took An Qi's slender and white hand, leaned down and kissed it gently.

Even if she had heard about it, An Qi would never have thought that Mr. Ming was as handsome as in the legend, and the brilliance in that smile was like the stars at night.

The bright moon is bright and dazzling.She lowered her head shyly and led the two into the room. "Sit down first, I'll prepare lunch."

Mingyi followed An Qi's leaving back and looked at this house, no matter the style, layout or decoration, it was better than Chen Tianrong's residence. "It's much better than your little attic."

"Well, I've been here for a long time." After brewing tea for Mingyi, Chen Tianrong disappeared.It wasn't until An Qi returned to the hall with a forced fake smile that Ming Yi knew what was going on.

"I don't know if it's because I'm jealous or because Tianrong treats you better than me." An Qi opened the window and let the strands of black hair hanging from her ears dance in the wind. "Do you think I'm weird?"

"No."

"You don't need to deny it so quickly, I think I'm weird today." An Qi leaned against the window, looking at Ming Yi, her eyes as calm as water reflected a beautiful reflection. "Maybe it's because I saw Tianrong specially learned how to cook for you. I'm jealous."

"Miss Bai may be overthinking." Ming Yi stepped forward and stroked An Qi's hair, brushing his fingers over the beauty's cheeks, as if he wanted to wipe away the hidden worries in her face. "As the leader of the gang, you can have many brothers, but you can only have one lover. Men are like this, the more they don't talk about it, the more they care."

"Really?"

"This is the golden and jaded words passed down by the young master of the Gu family."

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