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Chapter 448 Women are like flowers, flowers are like dreams

Chapter 448 Women are like flowers, flowers are like dreams (34)

The more Wen Ya listened, the more something was wrong, she frowned and said in a trembling voice, "You, what did you say?"

"Ya'er... No, Miss Watanabe Masako, I think we should all recognize our respective identities."

Xie Yiwen gritted his teeth, "I know very well what you and your father Takeshi Watanabe have done recently."

"You are the enemy of this country, you are also the enemy of me, Xie Yiwen! How can I...betray the country for the so-called personal relationship between my sons and daughters?!"

Xie Yiwen almost growled the last sentence.

"No, no..."

Wen Ya stared at her apricot eyes, and shook her head frantically to explain, "I am not Masako Watanabe, I, I am the daughter of a warlord family in Far North Wen, I am Wen Ya!"

"No need to explain."

Xie Yiwen sneered, the cold light in his eyes hurt Wen Ya's heart, "Do you really think that I am just a weak scholar who doesn't understand anything?"

"I've been secretly thinking about how to persuade you to change your ways, but what's the result?"

His tone became more and more cold, "As a result, you are neither Wen Ya nor Matsu Masako, you are a great devil who kills the people of China, the daughter of Watanabe Takeshi, your name is Watanabe Masako!"

Xie Yiwen turned around and was about to go back to the house, Wen Ya paused, and rushed forward to grab his arm.

"Yiwen, no, that's not the case..."

Xie Yiwen waved his sleeves fiercely, and the weak Wen Ya was thrown to the ground by him, but Wen Ya still hugged his thigh unwillingly, crying.

"Yiwen, have you forgotten how much we love each other? Why are we bound by that identity..."

"Even if, even if I am Takeshi Watanabe's daughter, yes, but I did not participate in his massacre, and I obeyed the intelligence department, and I was completely persecuted by my mother, the predecessor Matsumako!"

"Can you understand my difficulties..."

"Oh, persecution,"

Xie Yiwen sneered, "Half a month ago, when we conspired to plant your identity on Le Baishi, if I guessed correctly, the group of men you used, including the Zhang Si you deliberately introduced me to, were all It's Takeshi Watanabe!"

"You deliberately assassinated my uncle Fu Wenhao, and you brought people from Takeshi Watanabe, even the rickshaw driver today,"

He pointed to Kobayashi, "Isn't it just Watanabe Takeshi's most trusted subordinate, Kobayashi?"

"I……"

"enough!"

Xie Yiwen's heart swelled, he stretched out his leg and kicked Wen Ya hard, hitting Wen Ya's heart, and kicked her quite a distance.

"I really can't convince myself, how can I convince you, the devil, I don't think I'm that kind of saint with great powers! For the sake of our old friendship, let's go, I just pretend I haven't seen you before." you."

Wen Ya, who was not fully recovered, was so kicked that her blood surged, she spit out a big mouthful of blood with a wow, and lay down on the ground coughing violently.

"Miss Masako!"

Xiao Lin rushed up anxiously, helped Wen Ya up, and at the same time quickly pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Xie Yiwen, "Master Xie, I respect you as Miss Masako's lover, I have endured you for a long time, our lady is sick, please don't go too far !"

"Am I going too far?"

Xie Yiwen took a few steps forward, stood on Wen Ya's vomited blood, and rubbed the soles of his shoes contemptuously and disdainfully.

His eyes turned red with anger, "Compared to the blood shed by the millions of brothers and feet that were poisoned by your father and daughter in China, you are nothing!"

"Xie Yiwen!!"

Xiao Lin couldn't bear it any longer. Seeing that the trigger was about to be pulled, he was stopped by a weak and pale hand.

"never mind."

Wen Ya laughed miserably a few times, then shook her head, "Let's go, I've already got the answer."

(End of this chapter)

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