[Ode to Joy] My surname is Tan, my ancestor's original surname is Ming

Wang Manchun immediately turned his head to the outside of the viewing platform, his heart pounding.For some reason, she was not afraid that the hotel staff would see her having dinner with guests, but she really didn't want Tan Zongming to find out where she was going at the moment, especially if the person sitting opposite was a Japanese.Every time the word Japan is mentioned, Wang Manchun feels that Tan Zongming's face looks very like Minglou.

Qingshan Shunichi is very considerate. In fact, men of his age and social status are almost all good at organizing topics and creating an atmosphere. Seeing Wang Manchun concentrating on watching the night scene, he talked to her about the history and scenery of Shanghai.With half of his Chinese blood and rich knowledge of Shanghai, Wang Manchun often thought that the person he was chatting with was not a Japanese.When the topic fell back to the name of the restaurant, she heard him mention it casually and naturally, "It is said that Eileen Chang is talented, but Hu Lancheng is actually even taller."

When Wang Manchun was still alive in the previous life, Zhang Ailing was just an unknown person, but Hu Lancheng was already the deputy head of the propaganda department of Wang Jingwei's government. He had met Wang Manchun quite a few times, but the works that truly represented his status in literary history were written after the Anti-Japanese War. "I've only read his articles before 1940," she replied cautiously.

"Because of his political status?"

Wang Manchun didn't know how to respond.

"In the final analysis, Chinese culture still pays attention to writing to convey the truth." Qingshan Junyi said, "Even in Japan, there are many criticisms of a literati who has lost his character. Once he surrenders to the enemy, he will be infamous for life. We may respect an enemy, a traitor. But there is no possibility of ever being forgiven."

Speaking such words from a Japanese population, although Wang Manchun was still sitting on the viewing platform with a dignified demeanor, he could no longer laugh.

Tan Zongming never said the word traitor in front of her, and he never even took the initiative to talk about any words that might lead to this topic. Looking back now, his avoidance was only concerned about her feelings, just for Fan Shengmei's face, and reserved for Wang Manchun. the last ounce of tolerance.This nation will not forgive her, this country will not forgive her, Minglou will not forgive her, and neither will Tan Zongming.

It's really not a good idea to bring Qingshan Junyi to Ailing for dinner.

In the second half of the meal, Wang Manchun had no taste. Qingshan Junyi thought she was tired and asked her to pay the bill. Unexpectedly, the waiter respectfully informed her, "Mr. Tan has already paid the bill."

Jun Qingshan was surprised, and Wang Manchun became irritable.

This Tan Zongming, doesn't feel comfortable if he doesn't show off his presence, doesn't he?

Last week he said that a child under his command was on a business trip to Nantong, and asked if he wanted to visit Fan's house for her, but she ignored him.

Last week, he said that Grandma Pan had given too many Yao bath medicine packs, and asked if he wanted to send some to her, but she didn't respond.

A total of three times today, in all fairness, it seems... She had to admit, it wasn't too frequent.But it was enough to cause her mood swings.Wang Manchun remained silent, while Qingshan Junyi stood up politely, "Mr. Tan is too enthusiastic, I am very sorry, I wonder if it is convenient for him to accept my thank you in person?"

"Mr. Tan has explained in advance, please do not trouble Mr. Qingshan, you are a guest from afar, this is his due landlord friendship." The fluent waiter turned to Wang Manchun, "In addition, Miss Fan, please wait for a minute, Mr. Tan Will take you back."

"Why bother Mr. Tan, I'll treat Ms. Fan to dinner, and I should take her home."

"Don't argue, I can go by myself."

"Stop arguing, I have something to tell you."

Wang Manchun turned his head, and at some point Tan Zongming was already standing behind him, and the overhead light cast dim red light from above his head, leaving mottled shadows on his face.Wang Manchun didn't get up, just sat and looked up at him, and he didn't sit down, just looked down at her. The two people's gazes crossed the high-back chair and met in the air, facing each other, and sparks flew everywhere.

The waiter was not surprised, and retreated in a low-key manner. Qingshan Jun looked at him and then at her, with great interest.The intelligence chief in the previous life was fighting against the financial tycoon in this life. Last time in People's Square, she said coldly that they had a problem if they didn't know each other. Now it seems that it is not a common problem.

It is a good thing to have problems, and he can play only when there are problems.

It's a pity that it was Wang Manchun who was defeated first, "Jun Yisang, I'm sorry, you go back first, I will treat you to dinner another day."

Thinking that she would win, he made a wrong bet. Qingshan Shunichi was a little disappointed, but he did not miss it. When Wang Manchun asked him to go first, Tan Zongming was obviously relieved.

It seems that it is hard to say who will win and who will lose...

Wang Manchun didn't want to go with Tan Zongming, and insisted on leaving after making a long story short. Tan Zongming asked the waiter to open another box, and said that he was not full just now, so he ordered a bowl of lobster soup gnocchi and two rice cakes.Wang Manchun asked him to speak quickly, and he said that he would wait until the meal came, but when the meal came, he ate again, leaving Wang Manchun aside.

"Tan Zongming, are you kidding me?!"

"How dare I. I really have something to tell you." Tan Zongming gnawed on the rice cake, "Would you like to hear about Mingcheng's whereabouts?"

"..." With one move to defeat the enemy, Wang Manchun subdued all his arrogance and listened attentively.

"Wait until I finish eating."

"..." I really want to beat him up!real!

After finally waiting for him to finish his meal, wash his mouth, wipe his hands and finish cooking, Wang Manchun had already circled the table ten times in the private room, "Can we talk now, Boss Tan?"

"I later asked someone to check in Yongzhou for a period of time, and I can confirm that he took the child to Guilin."

"Guilin? What are you going to do in Guilin?"

"I don't know. I saw his accommodation information in the old records of a state-run hotel in Guilin. I took a boy to stay for a day."

"and then?"

"Check out and go."

"and then?!"

"There is no more. Guilin is the first big city in the south of Yongzhou. At that time, the traffic was inconvenient. Anywhere in Yongzhou going south may pass through Guilin."

"So you said so much tonight, meaning that the clue extends from Yongzhou to Guilin, and there is still nothing behind?"

"Correct."

"Tan Zongming!" Wang Manchun finally couldn't bear it anymore, reached out and grabbed the pillow on the sofa and threw it at him, feeling puzzled after smashing it, and grabbed the ashtray on the table.This lethality has directly increased by several orders of magnitude. Tan Zongming quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled out the ashtray, "Fan Shengmei, calm down!"

"How can I calm down? You've been teasing me all night, and you just tell me this?!"

"Do you know how many people and how much time it took me to find this?!"

"I don't care! One sentence, let me sit here with you for a long time like a fool, and the result is to change Yongzhou to Guilin? Tan Zongming, do you have any fun playing tricks?!"

"I didn't mean to tease you. I just wanted you to have dinner with me."

One sentence was like a switch, and Wang Manchun's fists struggling in the air stopped.

"Also, I don't want that Japanese to take you home."

"I didn't intend to let him send it."

I immediately regretted it after I finished speaking, and I have nothing to explain to him.But she couldn't take back the words, she turned her face away slightly, her ears were inexplicably hot, her wrist was still held by him, and she had no intention of letting go.

"Stay away from him, he has a wife and children."

"Already divorced."

"You know this as well?!"

"Otherwise, you think we've been talking about whether there's a moon tonight?!"

The answer was so reasonable that Tan Zongming was speechless.

After a stalemate for a long time, Wang Manchun raised his head, "Can I let go?"

"No." He stared into her eyes, "You owe me an explanation."

"Is this your real topic today?"

"As you wish."

"I have nothing to say."

"Fan Shengmei, you forced me." Tan Zongming grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer, "There is only one reason for you to reject me, Minglou."

Wang Manchun's expression changed suddenly.

"You refuse to accept me because I am Minglou's grandson, and Minglou killed Wang Manchun. So what is the relationship between you and Wang Manchun?"

Wang Manchun closed his eyes, and the scenes of his previous life flooded his eyes like mountains and seas, the pure and youthful ones, the happy and sweet ones, the heart-wrenching ones, the cold and desperate ones, and the last ones rolled into Minglou's eyes, but never fell down. That tear.

"Tell me, what is the relationship between you and Wang Manchun?!"

Wang Manchun opened his eyes, and there was only a nose-to-nose distance between the two of them. Confusion, unwillingness and anger surged in his eyes, and there was still a lingering hope hidden underneath.

"Tan Zongming, I can only say that without Wang Manchun, there would be no me; killing Wang Manchun is tantamount to killing me; as much as Wang Manchun hates Minglou, I hate Minglou." Wang Manchun sneered, "I hate Minglou, I hate Minglou. I hate Mingjing, I hate Mingtai, I hate everyone in the Ming family, you say, how can I be with you?!"

In Minglou's eyes, the glimmer of hope was gradually extinguished.The hand that clasped her wrist was slowly loosened.The originally handsome, smiling face was distorted by her, the fine lines around the eyes were suddenly sharp, and the eyebrows were twisted into a gloomy and depressing knot.

He is innocent, it was she who provoked him first, led him close to the dust-laden secret, greedily enjoyed his protection and care, and then abandoned his whole heart like nothing, even the reason for throwing him was just a bloody lie.

How Ming Lou hurt her, she hurt Tan Zongming. History has gone through a ridiculous and ironic reincarnation. He is the last sacrificed end of the chain.Wang Manchun felt that her heart hurts, she really hurts, but what's the use of being hurt, she is living in this world, but she is a person who left her feelings in her previous life.

"Tan Zongming, with your capital, what kind of woman do you want, please don't waste time on me."

He stared at her darkly, and didn't speak again until she walked out of the box.She was far from the best woman he had ever met, but she was the most embarrassing battle he had lost in love.

Lujiazui is full of traffic and crowds on weekend nights.Wang Manchun took a deep breath of the cool air, tightened his collar, and was about to walk to the subway station when a Lexus slid by him unexpectedly.

"Miss Fan, give me a chance to take you home." The car window rolled down, revealing Junyi Qingshan's smiling face.

The author has something to say:

Man Chun's feelings for Lao Tan are very complicated now, but I want to say that when a woman feels guilty and distressed towards a man, she is not far from being tempted.

Don't worry, the fun has just begun.