flame hunter

When Jia Huan returned to Jinshan Paradise, the sky was slightly dark, and the setting sun cast fireworks-like enthusiasm outside the glass villa, dazzling and flowing, intoxicating.

Jiahuan glanced at the dreamlike beauty, and hurriedly opened the door and walked into the room before savoring it.

"Are you back?" Si Boning was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a teacup in his hand, turned around and smiled at Jiahuan, with short curly hair and gentle eyes, the gorgeous sunset reflected on him, as if he was plated with rose gold. People are excited.

"I saw Scarface." Jia Huan said.

Si Boning's eyebrows trembled, and it took a while before he slowly walked in front of Jiahuan: "You mean the scar from eight years ago?"

"Yes." The people in front of me are too beautiful, the scenery is too dreamy, but none of these can drive away the gloom in Jiahuan's heart.

Scenes from eight years ago flashed before her eyes like a silent movie, clear, tragic, and painful... Except for the appearance of Si Boning, everything before was so unbearable to look back on.

"It seems that he is a local tyrant now. Zhao Nianen knows him, but it can be seen that Zhao Nianen hates him very much."

Jia Huan endured her grief, and told Si Baining what she knew rationally and objectively as much as possible.

"What should we do? To be honest, I was a little scared today. He was always staring at me, and Xiao Yinuo became suspicious, asking me if I knew him. I didn't admit it, how could I admit it. I did the right thing Did I do nothing wrong, right?" Jiahuan was so emotional that she was almost incoherent.

Si Boning saw that she was in a messed mood, put down his teacup, hugged Jia Huan in his arms, and comforted him softly: "It's been eight years, he may not recognize you now. Besides, it's okay if he recognizes you, he doesn't dare to do anything to you Yes. You still have me, don’t be afraid.”

Jia Huan hid in Si Baining's arms, trembling slightly, she didn't cry, even though recalling the past, tears flowed in her heart, but she still held back her tears firmly.

Yes, Si Boning is right, she still has him!Nothing to be afraid of.But Jiahuan still trembled uncontrollably. Maybe it wasn't because of someone's timidity, maybe it was just the deep sorrow in her heart, which was ruthlessly uncovered because of the appearance of the scar...

Mo Shasha left the Jinzun Club before it officially opened. Scar's words and deeds all revealed his intention to collect money and money. Mo Shasha cooperated on the surface, but in her heart she had imagined dozens of ways to get rid of him. .

Greed is the ugliest form of human nature.Mo Shasha despised him, but also felt pity for him.Especially when Mo Shasha received a call from Zhao Nianen, Scar's complex expression made Mo Shasha feel extremely happy.This scar is not as domineering as the rumors in the world say, it is still a bullying thing in his bones.

Mo Shasha didn't go back to the lakeside villa, but went directly to the beauty salon.Zhao Nianen had a banquet in the evening and needed Mo Shasha to accompany him, and it sounded like someone from above had come.

Recently, the cooperation between the French side and the higher-ups has been harmonious on the surface, but in the dark it has already been tense. Fortunately, the news of Thomas' death has not been made public. Otherwise, even if Mo Shasha gave birth to eight heads and six arms, it would only be a headache.

Zhao Nianen didn't get rid of her, which naturally means that she still has value to use. Mo Shasha has always been aware of her position. She used to be a contact station. Even if she doesn't have this function now, she is a deadly weapon that cannot be underestimated.Although Mo Shasha has not officially joined the family's Liying group, Mo Shasha has learned the same training as the Liying group, and her grades are even better.

Not having an identity is sometimes a convenience.With less restraint and restriction, she can move more flexibly and freely.

That's why, as a mistress, she dared to find a boy behind Zhao Nianen's back. (Xiao Nan, that is, the male third party, is the same as Miss Baoyang's third party.)

Subconsciously, Mo Shasha thinks that a mistress cannot be regarded as a status that needs to be responsible to the other party.Therefore, she has no identity and no responsibility to Zhao Nianen, she is still free.

Mo Shasha thought and couldn't help laughing.The skin care therapist thought her technique was satisfactory to the client, so she couldn't help repeating it twice on her back. When dripping the essential oil, the masseur looked at the tattoo on Mo Shasha's waist and couldn't help but praise: "What a beautiful rose, this is a beautiful rose. Is it in Tanglin pattern?"

One sentence interrupted Mo Shasha's thoughts. Tattooing women is a major hobby of Thomas. In Mo Shasha's view, this is no different from lions and tigers peeing in the forest. It is nothing more than a means of possession and swearing sovereignty.

The Liying group has their own unique family secrets. Only "marginal people" like Mo Shasha who have not been registered by the family will be tattooed by Thomas with various exquisite or delicate roses as secret marks. Everything has been done by Thomas' personal will. Lord, that is to say, he can tattoo whatever he wants on others.

"Can you remove tattoos here?" Mo Shasha asked, startling the nurse, who didn't expect that she flattered and slapped the horse's leg.He hesitated for a long time and dared not answer, as if what he said could be done, but he was worried that it would not be perfect, that the tattoo could not be completely removed or that scars would be left.

Mo Shasha smiled and ignored her.Now that Thomas is gone, the tattoo has lost its meaning, and it is up to Mo Shasha to decide whether to go or not, so she can't help but feel a little relieved.

The evening banquet was arranged at Tanglin Clubhouse, which is the most upscale and most private casual banquet venue in Tanglin City.Mo Shasha came a little early, and waited in the parking lot for a while before seeing Zhao Nianen's Bentley slowly driving into the parking lot.

Mo Shasha checked her makeup again in the rearview mirror, brushed her hair, and opened the door to get out of the car after making sure it was perfect, and walked to Zhao Nianen's car.

Zhao Nianen got out of the car and saw Mo Shasha wearing a red evening dress. He smiled and put her hands in his arms, and said as he walked, "It's too formal, and I'm to blame. I forgot to remind you."

Mo Shasha pulled the hem of her skirt, pouted and said coquettishly, "Isn't it pretty?"

Zhao Nianen patted the back of her hand. It was rare to see such a cute little girl like her, so he couldn't help laughing: "It's beautiful."

The two talked and laughed, and came to Chang'an hall.Zhao Nianen has a soft spot for this banquet hall, and basically chooses this one every time.Chang'an hall is only of medium size among the banquet halls in the guild hall, and it is not outstanding. Apart from liking its unique layout and structure and restoring the traditional Chinese design style, Zhao Nianen prefers the word "Chang'an".

"The four seasons are always safe, a good omen." Zhao Nian'en once explained, "What do people live for the rest of their lives? Fame and fortune are just fleeting things. If you don't take it with you in life, you won't take it with you in death. Peace of mind is the most real thing."

Mo Shasha deeply agrees, sometimes people become more emotional when they reach a certain level of reality, and Zhao Nianen is such a person.He is different from the shrewdness of ordinary businessmen. He has a deep-rooted elegance and principles of life in his bones.Every time she thinks of this, Mo Shasha wonders what kind of virtue and ability she had back then to make Zhao Nianen fall in love with her and become addicted to gambling.

Because of that incident, Zhao Nianen indirectly harmed his good brother Xiao Chengkun. The affectionate Zhao Nianen inevitably blamed himself but did not vent his anger on Mo Shasha at all.Especially after getting in touch with Thomas, it was impossible for Zhao Nianen not to suspect that all of this was a trap, but he still didn't show any resentment.

If one must find clues, it is that Zhao Nianen quit gambling very quickly back then, and did not marry Mo Shasha for many years, and he never even mentioned it.

Finally, it was revealed in these two incidents that Zhao Nianen was not a fool, he had indeed seen through the conspiracy that year, but the two had lived together for so many years, and Mo Shasha still couldn't see through what Zhao Nianen was thinking.

The guests came late, Zhao Nianen looked at the new menu calmly, Mo Shasha got up after thinking wildly and felt a little bored, and walked to the side of the living room to admire the ink painting on the wall.

The Chang'an Hall is not only decorated in a Chinese style, but also completely retains some elegant objects of the ancients, such as Guqin, Go, the black sandalwood bookshelf with collection-level ancient books, and the picture of Sanyou with pine, bamboo and plum painted on the wall.

Mo Shasha looked at the ink bamboo standing proudly in the painting, and couldn't help but read: "Lie by the window and listen to Xiao Xiaozhu, every branch and leaf is always about love."

"Well said." Wang Yuanchu walked in at some time, stood at the door clapping his hands and laughed, "I can't tell that Ms. Mo's talent is far higher than that of Mr. Wang, I'm sorry."

"I don't dare to take it seriously, I just feel a little touched by looking at this painting." Mo Shasha said modestly.

Zhao Nianen stood up with a smile, and gave Wang Yuanchu the upper position.

Regardless of the size of the banquet, Wang Yuanchu always went to the invitation alone, and never saw him accompanied by a female companion. Zhao Nianen knew his information very well. Wang Yuanchu's original partner died when he was 35 years old when he was promoted to director. Unknown, since then Wang Yuanchu has been living alone and never remarried.

Outsiders said that Wang Yuanchu valued love and righteousness, longing for the past, and it is true that he has never been too close to any woman in the past.But today, Zhao Nianen saw some clues from the banquet.

It's not that Wang Yuanchu is not close to women, it's just that he hasn't met any women that interest him.Unexpectedly, a line of poem that Mo Shasha blurted out unintentionally today aroused Wang Yuanchu's interest.

Zhao Nianen remained calm, watching Wang Yuanchu's eyes linger on Mo Shasha from time to time, and secretly calculating in his heart.Wang Yuanchu had met Mo Shasha several times in the past, but they were all in public.It is normal for people of their status and status to bring a female companion to a reception, and it does not necessarily have to be a particularly intimate relationship.What's more, as long as they don't have a public relationship to gain fame and recognition in this kind of circle, they don't care whether they have or not in private.

Zhao Nianen and Mo Shasha belonged to the kind who had never disclosed their relationship with each other and had no names.

Naturally, Mo Shasha was not stupid, and she was easy to master the trick of being able to act at the same time, and she soon became fascinated by Wang Yuanchu.

Although Mo Shasha pushed the boat along the way, but doing so in front of Zhao Nianen made Zhao Nianen feel a little uncomfortable.He couldn't tell whether it was because of jealousy or because of saving face.Rationally speaking, the current rhythm and atmosphere are only beneficial to him, but Zhao Nianen still feels that something is wrong, as if there is something suddenly added to the top of his head.