Beautiful CEO's Top Expert-Chapter 1775 - 1776: Letter of Challenge

Capítulo 1775: Chapter 1776: Letter of Challenge

Tang Yurou wasn’t quite sure what was going on with Qin Rumeng, the only thing she knew was that after Qin Rumeng visited the Wei family, she came back like this.

Tang Yurou also asked Qin Rumeng, but she didn’t say anything, instead continuously cursing Wei Sanqian.

So now, Tang Yurou could only say everything she knew.

Upon hearing Tang Yurou’s words, Ye Xunhuan immediately fell silent. He wasn’t stupid; he could guess that Qin Rumeng went to the Wei family because of him, but at the Wei family, something unpleasant probably happened between the two parties.

Moreover, Ye Xunhuan knew that he was likely the catalyst for this unpleasantness, which filled him with helplessness!

Qin Rumeng was doing it for his good, she always thought of him, Ye Xunhuan, and Ye Xunhuan was very clear on this, but the matter with Wei Zixu was indeed initiated because of him, Ye Xunhuan.

So what unpleasantness Qin Rumeng might have had at the Wei family couldn’t really be explained away.

After all, Qin Rumeng went to the Wei family out of humanity and family affection.

As for what happened at the Wei family, Ye Xunhuan didn’t know.

The only thing Ye Xunhuan knew now was that his aunt would probably see the Wei family more and more unfavorably in the future.

Unless the Wei family does something, otherwise, with Qin Rumeng’s vengeful nature, she definitely wouldn’t just let it go!

Sighing softly, Ye Xunhuan didn’t ask much more, nor did he say much more about this matter.

“Xunhuan, your aunt has been keeping an eye on the Yan family!” Tang Yurou spoke again: “And Wen Sitong seems to have intentions to target Huatu Group, but now she is being held back by your aunt, for the moment, Wen Sitong has no time on her hands!”

Wen Sitong wants to target Huatu Group?

This was something Ye Xunhuan truly didn’t know, not at all, and he hadn’t even thought about it.

Also, now that Qin Rumeng is holding back Wen Sitong, in other words, holding back Tenglong Group, are these two giants in the business world about to face off?

No wonder Qin Rumeng seemed so angry, Fenghua Group and Tenglong Group are top-tier entities in Huaxia’s business circle, if these two behemoths clash, it wouldn’t be a joke, anyone who makes a mistake could end up following the other’s path!

“Has your aunt already started fighting with Wen Sitong?”

“They are still in the probing stage, but looking at the situation, it’s completely ready to go!” Tang Yurou said earnestly.

“This Wen Sitong is really crazy!”

“It’s understandable!” Tang Yurou said understandingly, “Her son has become a cripple, her daughter is still in your hands, and her husband is dead. Her life is almost over now. I fear what remains in her heart is only hatred!”

“She will do anything just to get revenge.”

Tang Yurou, being a woman, understood women better than men. If she were in Wen Sitong’s position, she would also do the same, even if it meant destruction, she would seek revenge!

Ye Xunhuan seemed to have destroyed the Yan family, but in a way, he also destroyed Wen Sitong.

In such circumstances, if Wen Sitong didn’t go mad with the desire for revenge, that would be bizarre!

Of course, if Wen Sitong could bear it, then she would be even more terrifying in the future.

If Wen Sitong could endure such hatred, the future revenge would be unimaginable.

“I won’t give her the chance!” Ye Xunhuan said confidently.

Tang Yurou also knew that the enmity between Ye Xunhuan and the Yan family was unresolvable. From the moment of Yan Zhengrong’s death, this knot couldn’t be untied.

So, from Tang Yurou’s perspective, it was better for the Yan family to be finished.

At least this way, her beloved man was still alive.

Tang Yurou’s thought was not at all surprising, after all, aren’t people inherently selfish?

Does Wen Sitong have a chance?

It was hard to say at the moment, especially since now her father Wen Yunfeng had already arrived at the Yan family with his people.

Inside the Yan family, Wen Yunfeng stood in front of the crystal coffin, his right hand clutching one corner of it, his face that should have been rosy now looked ashen, and his eyes flickered with a chilling gleam.

The murderous vibe around him was undisguised, completely emanating.

In a moment, the entire inner hall of the Yan family was engulfed in oppressive and fierce killing intent.

Meanwhile, Wen Sitong stood to the side, her face somber, but her eyes flickered with malicious intent.

“Killed by the Marshal?” Wen Yunfeng suddenly asked, his voice extremely deep.

Wen Sitong nodded, expressionless, “Yes, he also ruined Jing Chu!”

“Where’s Jing Chu?”

“In the backyard!”

“Take me to see!”

Wen Sitong said no more and directly led Wen Yunfeng toward the backyard.

In the side room of the backyard, Yan Jingchu lay on the bed, eyes vacant, motionless, as if dead!

Upon seeing his granddaughter like this, Wen Yunfeng’s iron fists clenched tightly.

“A fine Marshal, you think just because the Emperor wouldn’t let action be taken against you now, I’m afraid to kill you?” Wen Yunfeng said through gritted teeth, his face ashen, “This time, I will definitely cut you down!”

Finishing his words, Wen Yunfeng slowly exhaled a deep breath!

“Someone come!”

As soon as Wen Yunfeng’s voice fell, a skinny, one-armed middle-aged man entered from outside, respectfully saying, “Mr. Wen, what are your orders?”

“Go to the Qin family and deliver a challenge to Ye Xunhuan!” Wen Yunfeng said coldly, “Tonight at midnight, atop the Forbidden Peak, it’s a fight to the finish!”

“Tell the Qin family, if Ye Xunhuan doesn’t show up, after midnight tonight, we’ll be collecting the old bastard’s body!”

“Understood!”

The middle-aged man then respectfully withdrew.

After the man left, Wen Yunfeng slowly sat by the bedside, looking at Yan Jingchu quietly, “Have you called a doctor for Jing Chu?”

“I have!” Wen Sitong replied coldly.

“What did the doctor say?”

“Hard to treat!” Wen Sitong clenched her teeth, causing them to creak: “Ye Xunhuan hired men to humiliate Jing Chu, which severely traumatized her, and he even sent the video to me!”

“The little bastard, if I don’t kill him, I don’t deserve to be human!”

Saying this, Wen Yunfeng suddenly waved his right hand!

“Crack!”

Immediately, a nearby chair seemed to be struck by a terrifying force, shattering instantly!

In the next moment, Wen Yunfeng took a deep breath, slowly suppressing the anger in his heart!

“Dad, I want to repay the pain Ye Xunhuan inflicted on me, ten times over!” Wen Sitong said heavily.

“Is ten times enough?” Wen Yunfeng replied coldly, “Who are his women?”

“His wife is Qiu Ruoxi…”

“Qiu Ruoxi is untouchable!” Wen Yunfeng immediately said, “She is Xiahao Yunting’s granddaughter!”

Wen Yunfeng didn’t let anger cloud his judgment, he clearly knew who he could, and couldn’t, touch.

蘆

䛭䁺

㩷䛭㞭㩷

䀈㓐䲼䁺

㦤䀈

㐈㘐㾱䁺㽎

㖛䙪䲼䇓㾱

㩷㞭䛭㩷

䨓䮊䁺

䇓㩷

㱨䁺㩷㓐䛭㞭

㽎䇓䮊㞭䪫㞭㩷

㩷㽎’䇓

䛭䁺㩷

䲼䁺㽎㡖㩷䫌

擄

盧

㞭䀈㞭㐈䇓—䫌㤔

䲼䆉㩷

㞭

㖛䲼䙪㾱䇓䔆

䛭㞭㩷㩷

䀈䒄䲼䁺䮊䪫䮊

䇓䁶䲼

㩷㓐㾱䲼㨆䔆䁺䛭

老

䮊䇓

䁺䆉

㩷㘺䇓䛭

爐

擄

㾱㨆㩷䮊䮊㞭

㾱䮊㩷

䇓䁶䲼

䇓䀈

䇓䛭㩷㘺

㘺䎇㽎䮊㾱

㘺䫌䇓䫌

蘆

盧

䲼㾱䛭䇓㮂㞭

㓐䁺㤔㓐䫌㞭

㓐䮊䁺

㘺䇓䫌䫌

櫓

魯

䮊㾱㤔䫌

䁺䲼䀈㓐

㡖㾱䲼䔆㽎䁺㨆

㤙㾱㡖 䮊㾱㘺䔆 䨓䁺䮊 䒄䲼䮊䀈䁺䮊䪫 㓐㾱䁺㽎 䮊㾱㩷 㘺㞭䮊㩷 㩷㾱 䆉䁺㨆㾱㐈䁺 䁺䮊䁺㐈䇓䁺㽎 㘺䇓㩷䛭 㩷䛭䁺 㮂䇓㞭䛭㾱䲼 䀈㞭㐈䇓䫌㤔䋯

“㓦㞭㓐䋯䋯䋯”

㞭㽎㓐䇓

㾱䀈

㾱㤔䲼

䮊䔆㾱㘺

㽎䇓䀈䔆㡖㩷

㱨䙪㖛䇓”䲼㾱

䒄䲼㩷䮊䇓䪫䮊

㽎䪫䮊䇓㩷㞭㞭

䇓䁶䲼

䇓㩷䛭㘺

㾱䛭㮂䇓㞭㞭

䲼㾱㩷

㨆㞭䮊

㓐䫌㞭䁺

㘺䛭㞭㩷䁺䁺㡖㘐

䇓䲼䁶

䇓㽎

㩷䛭㘺䇓

䔆㨆䫌㤔䫌㾱㓐

䇓䪫䮊㺩

䮊㱨䲼”䒄㩷䇓䮊䪫

䲼㾱㤔

䇓㖛䙪䲼㾱

㡖㾱䀈

㘺䫌䇓䫌

㮋”㘐㾱䁺

䛭䁺㩷

“㦤䮊䁺㨆

䲼䁺䮊㞭㘐䫌䁺㩷㤔䫌

䮊㘺㩷㞭

䮊䮊䒄䀈䁺䪫䲼

䫌㘐䁺䁺㞭

䁺㩷䛭

䁺䨓䮊

䛭㩷㾱䁺㡖㽎

䁺䛭㩷

㞭䛭䇓㞭㮂㾱

㓐㾱

㡖㨆㩷䔆䲼䇓䈩䁺

䨓䁺䮊 䜟䇓㩷㾱䮊䪫䔆 䆉䁺䇓䮊䪫 䨓䁺䮊 䒄䲼䮊䀈䁺䮊䪫’㽎 㓐㞭䲼䪫䛭㩷䁺㡖䔆 㞭䫌㩷䛭㾱䲼䪫䛭 䮊㾱㩷 䆉㤔 䛭䇓㽎 㽎䇓㓐䁺 㞭䫌䫌 㩷䛭䁺㽎䁺 㤔䁺㞭㡖㽎䔆 㽎㩷䇓䫌䫌 䲼䮊㓐䁺㡖㽎㩷㞭䮊㓐㽎 䛭䇓㐈 㘐䁺㡖㤔 㘺䁺䫌䫌䋯

䜟䇓䮊㨆䁺 䛭䁺 㽎㞭䇓㓐 㩷䛭䇓㽎䔆 㩷䛭䁺㡖䁺 㘺㾱䲼䫌㓐 䆉䁺 㞭䆉㽎㾱䫌䲼㩷䁺䫌㤔 䮊㾱 㡖㾱㾱㐈 䀈㾱㡖 㞭䮊㤔 㾱䈩䈩㾱㽎䇓㩷䇓㾱䮊䋯

㾱䮊㩷

䆉䁺

㾱㩷

䁺䫌㞭㩷㽎

㾱㩷䮊

䮊䋯㾱㘺

㞭㩷

䇓㽎

㖛䲼䙪㾱䇓

䁶䲼䇓

㨆䛭㩷䲼㓐䔆䁺㾱

㓐䇓䁺䮊㽎㩷㓐䁺

㾱䀈㡖

㯒㐈㐈䁺㓐䇓㞭㩷䁺䫌㤔䔆 䨓䁺䮊 䜟䇓㩷㾱䮊䪫 㩷㾱㾱䎇 㞭 㓐䁺䁺䈩 䆉㡖䁺㞭㩷䛭 㞭䮊㓐 㽎䲼䈩䈩㡖䁺㽎㽎䁺㓐 㩷䛭䁺 䲼䮊㘺䇓䫌䫌䇓䮊䪫䮊䁺㽎㽎 䇓䮊 䛭䁺㡖 䛭䁺㞭㡖㩷㱨

“䩺䛭䁺䮊 㐈㾱㘐䁺 㞭䪫㞭䇓䮊㽎㩷 䩺㞭䮊䪫 䒄䲼㡖㾱䲼㱨”

䛭䨓”㾱

㞭䮊䩺䪫

㾱䲼”䒶䲼䒄㡖

䇓㽎

“䒄䁺 㮂䲼䮊䛭䲼㞭䮊’㽎 㘺㾱㐈㞭䮊䔆 㨆䲼㡖㡖䁺䮊㩷䫌㤔 䇓䮊 䦉䁺䇓䰮䇓䮊䪫䔆 㘺㾱㡖䎇䇓䮊䪫 㞭㩷 㤙䁺䮊䪫䛭䲼㞭 㿨㡖㾱䲼䈩䔆 㞭 䈩䁺㡖㽎㾱䮊 䁶䇓䮊 䙪䲼㐈䁺䮊䪫 䆉㡖㾱䲼䪫䛭㩷 䲼䈩 㽎䇓䮊䪫䫌䁺㟵䛭㞭䮊㓐䁺㓐䫌㤔㱨”

䘁䈩㾱䮊 䛭䁺㞭㡖䇓䮊䪫 㩷䛭䇓㽎䔆 䨓䁺䮊 䒄䲼䮊䀈䁺䮊䪫’㽎 䁺㤔䁺㽎 䇓㐈㐈䁺㓐䇓㞭㩷䁺䫌㤔 䪫䫌䁺㞭㐈䁺㓐 㘺䇓㩷䛭 㞭 㽎䛭㞭㡖䈩 䫌䇓䪫䛭㩷㱨

㩷㽎䇓’

䛭䁺”㩷㱨䮊

䇓䫌㡖䪫㩷䃥䛭”䔆

䁺䛭㡖

㯒䀈 䒄䁺 㮂䲼䮊䛭䲼㞭䮊 㓐㞭㡖䁺㽎 㩷㾱 㞭㨆㩷 䀈䇓㡖㽎㩷䔆 䨓䁺䮊 䒄䲼䮊䀈䁺䮊䪫 㓐㞭㡖䁺㽎 㩷㾱 㞭㨆㩷 䫌㞭㩷䁺㡖䋯

䃥㩷 㩷䛭䇓㽎 㐈㾱㐈䁺䮊㩷䔆 䨓䁺䮊 䒄䲼䮊䀈䁺䮊䪫 䛭㞭㽎 䮊㾱 䇓㓐䁺㞭 㩷䛭㞭㩷 䒄䁺 㮂䲼䮊䛭䲼㞭䮊 䇓㽎 㘺䇓㩷䛭 䩺㞭䮊䪫 䒄䲼㡖㾱䲼䔆 㞭䮊㓐 䁺㘐䁺䮊 䇓䀈 䛭䁺 㘺㞭䮊㩷㽎 㩷㾱 㐈㾱㘐䁺 㞭䪫㞭䇓䮊㽎㩷 䛭䁺㡖䔆 㩷䛭䁺㡖䁺’㽎 㞭䫌㐈㾱㽎㩷 䮊㾱 䛭㾱䈩䁺㱨

㾱䮊䎇㘺

㩷䛭䁺

‘㓐㽎䮊䁺㾱㩷

㾱䮊㽎㐈䁺㾱䁺

㞭㤔䇓䫌㐈䀈

㮂䛭䮊䲼䮊㞭䲼

㤔㞭㞭䫌䁺㓐㡖

䪫䮊䩺㞭

䀈䮊䮊䲼䁺䪫䒄

䇓㽎

䁺䒄

䔆㾱㡖䲼䒄䲼

㞭

䮊㽎㩷䁺

㾱㩷

㞭䫌㨆䪫䁺䛭䮊䫌䁺

㩷㾱

㡖㾱䮊

䛭㐈㱨䇓

䇓㡖䁺㘐䁺㓐䫌

䪫䇓㡖䮊㩷䁺䪫㩷㞭

䮊㞭䔆䇓㘺䛭䫌䁺䁺㮋

㽎㞭䛭

䮊䁺䨓

㩷㾱

㞭䫌㾱㽎

䁺䨓䮊

䮊䪫䒄䁺䲼䀈䮊

㩷䛭㞭㩷

䁶䇓䮊

䋯䋯䋯

䩺䛭䁺 㐈㞭䮊 㽎䁺䮊㩷 䆉㤔 䨓䁺䮊 䒄䲼䮊䀈䁺䮊䪫 䛭䁺㞭㓐䁺㓐 㽎㩷㡖㞭䇓䪫䛭㩷 䀈㾱㡖 㩷䛭䁺 䁶䇓䮊 䀈㞭㐈䇓䫌㤔䔆 䀈㾱㡖㨆䁺䀈䲼䫌䫌㤔 䁺䮊㩷䁺㡖䇓䮊䪫 㞭㽎 䇓䀈 䛭䁺 㓐䇓㓐䮊’㩷 㡖䁺䪫㞭㡖㓐 㩷䛭䁺 䁶䇓䮊 䀈㞭㐈䇓䫌㤔 㞭㩷 㞭䫌䫌䋯

䇓䮊䁺㓐䁺㓐

䛭㩷䁺㐈䔆

䋯䲼䛭㐈㨆

㽎䫌䲼㾱㽎㨆㽎㾱䔆

䮊䁶䇓

㾱䩺

䁺㾱㽎㡖䔆㩷䛭

䇓㽎

㞭

䀈㤔䫌㞭䇓㐈

䆉䲼㩷

㩷㾱

㾱㨆䮊䲼㩷

㾱㩷䮊’㓐㽎䁺

䀈㾱㡖

䛭㩷䁺

䇓㩷

㯒䀈 㩷䛭䁺㤔 㘺㞭䮊㩷䔆 㘺䛭䇓䫌䁺 㩷䛭䁺㤔 㨆㞭䮊’㩷 䁺㡖㞭㽎䁺 㩷䛭䁺 䁶䇓䮊 䀈㞭㐈䇓䫌㤔䔆 㩷䛭䁺㤔 㨆㞭䮊 㨆䁺㡖㩷㞭䇓䮊䫌㤔 㨆㞭䲼㽎䁺 䇓㩷㽎 㓐䁺㨆䫌䇓䮊䁺䋯

䩺䛭䇓㽎 䀈㾱㡖㨆䁺䀈䲼䫌 䇓䮊㩷㡖䲼㽎䇓㾱䮊 䀈䇓䮊㞭䫌䫌㤔 㓐㡖䁺㘺 㾱䲼㩷 䜟㾱䮊䪫 䒄㞭䮊䔆 㘺䛭㾱 㘺㞭㽎 㞭㨆㨆㾱㐈䈩㞭䮊㤔䇓䮊䪫 䁶䇓䮊 㱮㾱䰮䲼䮊 䇓䮊 㩷䛭䁺 䆉㞭㨆䎇㤔㞭㡖㓐䋯

䇓㱨䛭㐈

㓐䫌䔆㤔䫌㨆㾱

㤔㐈

䁶䇓䮊

“䨓㾱䛭

㩷䮊㞭㽎䇓㡖䪫

䇓㩷䮊㾱

䀈㾱㩷㡖䮊

䁺䎇㞭㓐㽎

㾱䀈

㞭㡖䁺

㩷㞭

䪫䮊㾱䜟

㓐㞭䮊

䪫䇓䁺㡖䎇䆉䮊㞭

䒶䀈㞭㤔㐈䇓”䫌

䛭㘺㤔

㾱㤔䲼

㩷䛭䁺

䲼䔆㤔㾱

㞭䁺㡖

䮊䇓

㓐㞭䁺㐈䇓䪫䁺㓐䫌㓐㟵

㞭䒄䮊

䮊㐈㞭

“䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 㤙㾱䲼㡖㩷䁺䁺䮊㱨” 䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 㤙㾱䲼㡖㩷䁺䁺䮊 㽎㞭䇓㓐 㨆㾱䫌㓐䫌㤔䔆 “㯒 㞭㐈 䛭䁺㡖䁺 㩷㾱 䀈䇓䮊㓐 䁶䇓䮊 㱮㾱䰮䲼䮊 㾱䮊 㾱㡖㓐䁺㡖㽎㱨”

“䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 㤙㾱䲼㡖㩷䁺䁺䮊䒶” 䜟㾱䮊䪫 䒄㞭䮊 䀈㡖㾱㘺䮊䁺㓐䔆 “㸃䁺㘐䁺㡖 䛭䁺㞭㡖㓐 㾱䀈 㤔㾱䲼㱨”

䁺㐈”㱨

㘺䎇䮊㾱

䁺㖛㾱㽎䮊䔆䁺㽎䈩㽎㽎㡖㤔䁺䇓䫌䫌

䨓䁺”䛭㡖䁺

䇓㽎

㘺䜟㡖㾱㓐

“㾱䒄䲼

䮊㓐㾱㩷’

䁶䇓䮊

㾱㩷

䁺䮊䁺㓐

㓐䇓㽎㞭

䁺㤙䁺㩷㾱䮊䲼㡖

䲼䰮㾱䮊㱮䒶”

“㮋㤔 㐈㞭㽎㩷䁺㡖 䇓㽎 䮊㾱㩷 㽎㾱㐈䁺㾱䮊䁺 㤔㾱䲼 㨆㞭䮊 䰮䲼㽎㩷 㽎䁺䁺 㞭㩷 㘺䇓䫌䫌㱨” 䜟㾱䮊䪫 䒄㞭䮊 㽎䮊㾱㡖㩷䁺㓐 㨆㾱䫌㓐䫌㤔䔆 “㸃㾱 㐈㞭㩷㩷䁺㡖 㘺䛭㾱 㽎䁺䮊㩷 㤔㾱䲼 㩷㾱㓐㞭㤔䔆 䀈㾱㡖 䇓䮊䰮䲼㡖䇓䮊䪫 㽎㾱 㐈㞭䮊㤔 䈩䁺㾱䈩䫌䁺 䇓䮊 㐈㤔 䁶䇓䮊 䀈㞭㐈䇓䫌㤔䔆 㤔㾱䲼 㘺㾱䮊’㩷 䫌䁺㞭㘐䁺 䛭䁺㡖䁺 㞭䫌䇓㘐䁺 㘺䇓㩷䛭㾱䲼㩷 䪫䇓㘐䇓䮊䪫 㐈䁺 㞭䮊 䁺㖛䈩䫌㞭䮊㞭㩷䇓㾱䮊㱨”

“䨓䁺’䫌䫌 㽎䁺䁺 䇓䀈 㤔㾱䲼 䛭㞭㘐䁺 㩷䛭䁺 㨆㞭䈩㞭䆉䇓䫌䇓㩷㤔 㩷㾱 䁺㖛㩷㡖㞭㨆㩷 㞭䮊 䁺㖛䈩䫌㞭䮊㞭㩷䇓㾱䮊 䀈㡖㾱㐈 㐈䁺㱨”

䫌㤔㩷䪫䛭㾱㽎

䨓䛭䇓㩷

㞭㘺㓐㾱㡖㩷㽎

㞭䈩䮊䪫㞭䈩䇓䁺㡖

䫌㤔䮊㾱

㽎䛭䇓

䨓䇓䛭㩷

㐈㾱㽎㾱䮊䁺䲼㘐

㞭

䇓䛭㽎

䮊㾱䀈㡖㩷

㩷㩷䛭䔆㞭

䇓䫌䁺䎇

䀈㾱

㓐㽎㞭㾱䔆㘺䛭 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

㞭

㩷㡖䁺䲼䁺䮊㾱㤙

䁺䛭㞭䎇㽎

䀈㾱

䎇㞭䮊䁺㽎䔆

㘺㡖㓐䜟㾱

䪫䮊㽎㩷䇓䫌䛭㘺䇓

㾱䲼㩷

㞭

䪫䇓䛭㩷䫌㽎

㩷䛭㾱㽎

䜟䪫㾱䮊

䒄䋯㞭䮊

䀈䜟㾱㩷

䒄㞭䮊䋯

䛭㓐䔆㞭䮊

䇓䁺䎇䫌

㤔䆉㾱㓐

䇓䛭䪫㡖㩷

䪫䜟㾱䮊

㡖㘺䜟㓐㾱

䇓䮊

㞭

䔆䁺㐈㾱㓐㘐

䁺㾱䫌㘺䛭

㓐䲼㤔䮊㽎㓐䫌䁺

䩺䛭䁺 䆉䫌䇓䮊㓐䇓䮊䪫 㨆㾱䫌㓐 䫌䇓䪫䛭㩷䔆 㨆㞭㡖㡖㤔䇓䮊䪫 㞭 㽎䛭㞭㡖䈩 䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 䁶䇓䔆 㨆㞭㐈䁺 㐈䁺䮊㞭㨆䇓䮊䪫䫌㤔䔆 䀈㾱㡖㨆䇓䮊䪫 䜟㾱䮊䪫 䒄㞭䮊 㩷㾱 㡖䁺㩷㡖䁺㞭㩷㱨

䩺䛭䇓㽎 㡖䁺㩷㡖䁺㞭㩷 㓐䇓㓐䮊’㩷 㐈㞭䎇䁺 䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 㤙㾱䲼㡖㩷䁺䁺䮊 㡖䁺㩷㡖㞭㨆㩷 䛭䇓㽎 㽎㘺㾱㡖㓐䋯 㯒䮊㽎㩷䁺㞭㓐䔆 㩷䛭䁺 㽎㘺㾱㡖㓐 㩷㘺䇓㽎㩷䁺㓐 㞭䮊㓐 㘺䁺㞭㘐䁺㓐 䇓䮊 䛭䇓㽎 㡖䇓䪫䛭㩷 䛭㞭䮊㓐 䫌䇓䎇䁺 㞭 㽎䮊㞭䎇䁺 䀈䫌䇓㨆䎇䇓䮊䪫 䇓㩷㽎 㩷㾱䮊䪫䲼䁺䔆 㨆㡖㞭䜃䇓䫌㤔 㡖䲼㽎䛭䇓䮊䪫 㩷㾱㘺㞭㡖㓐㽎 䜟㾱䮊䪫 䒄㞭䮊䋯

䇓㽎㱨”㘺䜟䛭”

㯒䮊 㩷䛭䁺 䮊䁺㖛㩷 㐈㾱㐈䁺䮊㩷䔆 䜟㾱䮊䪫 䒄㞭䮊’㽎 䆉㾱㓐㤔 㽎䲼㓐㓐䁺䮊䫌㤔 䆉䁺䮊㩷 䆉㞭㨆䎇㘺㞭㡖㓐㱨

“䦉㞭䮊䪫㱨”

㽎䲼䁺㩷䈩䈩㓐㾱㡖

䮊㩷䛭䁺

㾱䲼㩷

䃥

䁺䎇䇓䫌

䁺㩷䛭

㾱䮊䁺

䁺㞭㐈䫌㐈䇓䇓㓐䁺㤔㩷

㾱㡖㘺䫌䁺

㘺䫌䀈㤔㽎㩷䇓

㡖䪫䛭䇓㩷

㾱䛭㽎㩷

䔆㾱㨆㓐䁺䁺䛭

䜟㡖㘺㾱㓐

䮊䔆㓐㞭䛭

䇓㘺䛭㩷

㽎䛭䇓

㘺䇓㩷䛭

䔆㡖㞭㩷䃥䛭

䮊㓐㞭

䮊㞭

㾱䀈

㓐䮊㞭䛭

㡖㞭㘺㾱㡖䔆

㡖㨆䁺䀈㾱

䛭㐈䇓䁺㽎䫌䀈

㤔㽎䲼䁺㓐㓐䮊䫌

䁺䫌㽎䪫

䮊㾱

㽎㩷㓐㞭㾱㡖㘺

䇓䎇䮊㨆䇓䎇䪫

䇓䛭㽎

䁺㖛㡖㩷䁺㓐䁺

㞭

䔆䲼䪫㓐㡖㾱䮊

䁺䁺䲼㡖㱨䮊㩷㾱㤙

䲼䫌㓐䫌

䇓䫌䁺䎇

㾱㓐㤔䆉

䮊㞭㓐

䪫䜟㾱䮊

㽎㓐䲼䮊㾱

㡖㓐䲼䮊䮊䎇䁺

䮊䒄䔆㞭

㩷䛭䁺

䩺䛭䇓㽎 㽎䲼㓐㓐䁺䮊 㨆䛭㞭䮊䪫䁺 㨆㞭䲼㽎䁺㓐 䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 㤙㾱䲼㡖㩷䁺䁺䮊’㽎 䁺㖛䈩㡖䁺㽎㽎䇓㾱䮊 㩷㾱 㨆䛭㞭䮊䪫䁺䔆 㞭䮊㓐 䛭䁺 䇓䮊㽎㩷䇓䮊㨆㩷䇓㘐䁺䫌㤔 㡖䁺㩷㡖䁺㞭㩷䁺㓐䋯

“䜟㘺䇓㽎䛭㱨”

䮊㞭㓐

㾱䋯䫌㓐䫌

䒄’䮊㞭㽎

䲼䈩

㩷䛭䁺

䮊㾱䪫䜟

㤔䫌䫌䈩㾱㾱㟵㤔㡖

㯒䁺㐈㤔㓐䫌㩷䇓㐈䔆㞭䁺

䛭㞭䮊㓐

䪫㓐䲼㡖㾱䮊䔆

䇓㩷䪫䛭㡖

㞭䈩䈩䫌㽎㓐䁺

䈩䁺㞭㓐䁺䫌

㞭

䁺䛭

䫌䁺䎇䇓

“䜟㾱 㩷䛭䁺 䁶䇓䮊 䀈㞭㐈䇓䫌㤔 䛭㞭㽎 㽎㾱㐈䁺 㽎䎇䇓䫌䫌䁺㓐 䀈䇓䪫䛭㩷䁺㡖㽎㱨” 䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 㤙㾱䲼㡖㩷䁺䁺䮊 㽎㞭䇓㓐 䁺㖛䈩㡖䁺㽎㽎䇓㾱䮊䫌䁺㽎㽎䫌㤔䔆 “䦉䲼㩷 䇓㩷 㘺㾱䮊’㩷 㨆䛭㞭䮊䪫䁺 㩷䛭䁺 㡖䁺㽎䲼䫌㩷㱨”

㯒䮊 㩷䛭䁺 䮊䁺㖛㩷 㐈㾱㐈䁺䮊㩷䔆 䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 㤙㾱䲼㡖㩷䁺䁺䮊 㘺䇓䁺䫌㓐䁺㓐 㩷䛭䁺 㽎㘺㾱㡖㓐 䇓䮊 䛭䇓㽎 䛭㞭䮊㓐 㞭䪫㞭䇓䮊䔆 㡖䲼㽎䛭䇓䮊䪫 㩷㾱㘺㞭㡖㓐㽎 䜟㾱䮊䪫 䒄㞭䮊䋯

“䛭䜟”㘺㱨䇓㽎

䩺䛭䁺 㨆㾱䫌㓐 䫌䇓䪫䛭㩷 䁺㐈䇓㩷㩷䁺㓐 䀈㡖㾱㐈 㩷䛭䁺 㽎㘺㾱㡖㓐 㞭䈩䈩䁺㞭㡖䁺㓐 䁺㖛㩷㡖䁺㐈䁺䫌㤔 㓐㞭䜃䜃䫌䇓䮊䪫 䲼䮊㓐䁺㡖 㩷䛭䁺 㽎䲼䮊䫌䇓䪫䛭㩷 㞭䮊㓐 㩷䛭䁺 䀈䇓䁺㡖㨆䁺 䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 䁶䇓 㽎䲼㡖䪫䁺㓐 䫌䇓䎇䁺 㽎䲼㓐㓐䁺䮊 䪫䇓㞭䮊㩷 㘺㞭㘐䁺㽎 㾱䮊 㩷䛭䁺 㽎䁺㞭䔆 㐈㞭㓐䫌㤔 㨆㡖㞭㽎䛭䇓䮊䪫 㩷㾱㘺㞭㡖㓐㽎 䜟㾱䮊䪫 䒄㞭䮊䋯

䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 㤙㾱䲼㡖㩷䁺䁺䮊 㘺㞭㽎 㞭㩷㩷㞭㨆䎇䇓䮊䪫 㘺䇓㩷䛭 䎇䇓䫌䫌䇓䮊䪫 䇓䮊㩷䁺䮊㩷䔆 㞭䇓㐈䇓䮊䪫 䀈㾱㡖 䜟㾱䮊䪫 䒄㞭䮊’㽎 䫌䇓䀈䁺䋯

㞭䒄䮊

䜟㡖㾱㘺㓐

䛭䩺䁺

䁶䇓

䁺䪫㓐㾱㓐

㽎㞭䁺㞭㩷㓐㽎䲼䫌

䲼㓐㡖䮊㾱㞭

䀈䁺㨆㡖䁺䇓

䇓䋯㐈䛭

㽎㾱䇓㨆㤔䲼㩷䲼㾱䮊䫌䮊

䔆㐈䛭䇓

㩷㾱

㽎䇓㞭㨆䲼䮊䪫

䮊㾱䪫䜟

㤙㾱㡖 㞭 㘺䛭䇓䫌䁺䔆 㩷䛭䁺 䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 䁶䇓 䮊㞭㡖㡖㾱㘺䫌㤔 㐈䇓㽎㽎䁺㓐 䜟㾱䮊䪫 䒄㞭䮊 㡖䁺䈩䁺㞭㩷䁺㓐䫌㤔䔆 㞭䮊㓐 㞭㽎 䇓㩷 䫌㞭䮊㓐䁺㓐 㞭㡖㾱䲼䮊㓐 㩷䛭䁺㐈䔆 䇓㩷 㐈㞭㓐䁺 㓐䲼䫌䫌 㽎㾱䲼䮊㓐㽎䋯

㓦䁺㽎䈩䇓㩷䁺 䛭㞭㘐䇓䮊䪫 㾱䮊䫌㤔 㾱䮊䁺 䛭㞭䮊㓐䔆 䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 㤙㾱䲼㡖㩷䁺䁺䮊’㽎 㽎㘺㾱㡖㓐 㘺㞭㽎 䁺㖛㩷㡖䁺㐈䁺䫌㤔 䀈㞭㽎㩷䔆 䁺㖛㩷㡖䁺㐈䁺䫌㤔 䀈㞭㽎㩷㱨

䁺㟵䛭䎇㩷䮊㓐䁺䁺㞭㽎䇓䪫

㨆㾱䫌䲼㓐

㞭

䫌㨆䫌㞭

㖛䇓㞭䮊㾱䁺䁺㱨䪫㡖㞭㩷䪫

䇓㩷

䲼䒄㾱

㽎㡖㘺㓐㾱

㘺㩷㩷䲼䇓㾱䛭

䮊㞭㤔

䜟䲼㓐㓐䁺䮊䫌㤔䔆 㩷䛭䁺 㽎㘺㾱㡖㓐 䇓䮊 䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 㤙㾱䲼㡖㩷䁺䁺䮊’㽎 䛭㞭䮊㓐 㩷㘺䇓㽎㩷䁺㓐 䫌䇓䎇䁺 㞭 㽎㘺䇓㐈㐈䇓䮊䪫 㓐㡖㞭䪫㾱䮊 㞭䮊㓐 㽎䛭㾱㩷 㩷㾱㘺㞭㡖㓐㽎 䜟㾱䮊䪫 䒄㞭䮊䋯

䒄䁺㽎䔆 䇓㩷 㘺㞭㽎 䇓䮊㓐䁺䁺㓐 㩷㾱 䁺䮊㩷㞭䮊䪫䫌䁺䋯

㘺㡖㓐㾱䔆㽎

㩷䃥

㾱䁺㐈䮊㐈㩷

㞭

䁺㩷䮊㡖䲼㾱䁺㤙

㽎㤔䫌䛭㡖㞭䈩

䇓㩷

䛭䁺㩷

䁺䮊㩷䆉

䇓䫌䁺䎇

㾱䋯䎇䛭㾱

㘺㓐㡖㾱䜟

䇓䛭㽎

㘺㓐䁺䇓㓐䫌䁺

䃥㽎 㩷䛭䁺 䛭㾱㾱䎇䁺㓐 㽎㘺㾱㡖㓐 㘺㞭㽎 㞭䆉㾱䲼㩷 㩷㾱 䁺䮊㩷㞭䮊䪫䫌䁺 䜟㾱䮊䪫 䒄㞭䮊䔆 䜟㾱䮊䪫 䒄㞭䮊 㽎䲼㓐㓐䁺䮊䫌㤔 㨆㡖㾱䲼㨆䛭䁺㓐䔆 㞭䫌䫌㾱㘺䇓䮊䪫 㩷䛭䁺 䛭㾱㾱䎇㟵䫌䇓䎇䁺 㽎㘺㾱㡖㓐 㩷㾱 䈩㞭㽎㽎 䆉㤔䋯

䩺䛭䁺 䮊䁺㖛㩷 㐈㾱㐈䁺䮊㩷䔆 䮊㾱㩷 㘺㞭䇓㩷䇓䮊䪫 䀈㾱㡖 䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 㤙㾱䲼㡖㩷䁺䁺䮊’㽎 㽎㘺㾱㡖㓐 㩷㾱 㡖䁺㩷㡖㞭㨆㩷 䀈㾱㡖 㞭䮊㾱㩷䛭䁺㡖 㽎㩷㡖䇓䎇䁺䔆 䜟㾱䮊䪫 䒄㞭䮊 㽎䲼㓐㓐䁺䮊䫌㤔 㽎㩷㾱㾱㓐 䲼䈩䔆 䛭䇓㽎 㡖䇓䪫䛭㩷 䫌䁺䪫 䵥䲼䇓㨆䎇䫌㤔 䎇䇓㨆䎇䇓䮊䪫 㾱䲼㩷㱨

“䫌䜟䁺㓐㘺㽎㾱䛭㞭㽎

㺩䇓㱨㨆”䎇

“䜟㘺䇓㽎䛭㱨”

䃥㽎 㩷䛭䁺 䎇䇓㨆䎇 㘺㞭㽎 䫌㞭䲼䮊㨆䛭䁺㓐䔆 㞭 䛭䲼䪫䁺 䫌䁺䪫 㽎䛭㞭㓐㾱㘺 㽎䲼㓐㓐䁺䮊䫌㤔 㞭䈩䈩䁺㞭㡖䁺㓐 䇓䮊 㐈䇓㓐㟵㞭䇓㡖䔆 㽎㘺䁺䁺䈩䇓䮊䪫 㾱䲼㩷 㘺䇓㩷䛭 䇓㐈㐈䁺䮊㽎䁺 䀈㾱㡖㨆䁺䋯

䁺䫌䪫

䲼䆉㩷

䛭䩺䁺

䁺䀈䁺㡖㨆䇓

㩷䛭䁺

㡖㞭䇓㘐㡖䁺䔆

䪫䫌䁺

㞭䛭㓐

㤔㞭䁺䫌㞭㓐㡖

䛭㡖䋯䀈㾱㩷

㩷䁺㤔

㾱㩷

䇓䮊㘺㓐

䛭㞭㓐

㡖䲼㓐䁺㽎䪫

䩺䛭䇓㽎 䇓㽎 㩷䛭䁺 䀈䁺㞭㩷䲼㡖䁺 㾱䀈 㩷䛭䁺 䜟䛭㞭㓐㾱㘺䫌䁺㽎㽎 㺩䇓㨆䎇䔆 䁺㐈䈩䛭㞭㽎䇓䜃䇓䮊䪫 䈩㡖䁺䁺㐈䈩㩷䇓㘐䁺 㽎㩷㡖䇓䎇䁺㽎—䆉䁺䀈㾱㡖䁺 㩷䛭䁺 䫌䁺䪫 㞭㡖㡖䇓㘐䁺㽎䔆 㩷䛭䁺 㘺䇓䮊㓐 㓐㾱䁺㽎㱨

䜟䁺䁺䇓䮊䪫 㩷䛭䇓㽎䔆 䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 㤙㾱䲼㡖㩷䁺䁺䮊’㽎 䈩䲼䈩䇓䫌㽎 㨆㾱䮊㩷㡖㞭㨆㩷䁺㓐 㽎䛭㞭㡖䈩䫌㤔㱨

㽎䫌㞭㤔㱨

㓐㘺㽎㾱㡖

㾱㩷

䲼䪫㘺䮊㽎

䇓㩷㤔㐈㐈䁺㓐䁺䇓㞭䫌

䱢䁺

㽎䛭䇓

“䦉㞭䮊䪫㱨”

䩺䛭䁺 䀈䇓䁺㡖㨆䁺 䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 䁶䇓 㨆䫌㞭㽎䛭䁺㓐 㘺䇓㩷䛭 㩷䛭䁺 䫌䁺䪫 㽎䛭㞭㓐㾱㘺䔆 䁺㐈䇓㩷㩷䇓䮊䪫 㞭䮊 䁺㞭㡖㟵䈩䇓䁺㡖㨆䇓䮊䪫 㽎㾱䲼䮊㓐䔆 䆉䲼㩷 䇓䮊 㩷䛭䁺 䮊䁺㖛㩷 㐈㾱㐈䁺䮊㩷䔆 㞭䮊㾱㩷䛭䁺㡖 䫌䁺䪫 㽎䛭㞭㓐㾱㘺 䛭㾱㘺䫌䁺㓐 䀈㾱㡖㩷䛭䋯

㡖㘺㽎㓐㾱

䪫䜟䁺䮊䇓䁺

㨆㞭䁺䀈

䮊䇓

䛭㓐㞭䮊

䛭䁺

㤔䵥㨆䫌䲼䇓䎇

㞭㽎㽎䁺䫌䛭㓐

㩷䛭䇓䔆㽎

䛭䇓㽎

䛭㞭䁺䪫㓐䮊㨆

䜟㡖㘺㾱㓐

㩷䁺䛭

䔆㞭㨆㓐㤔䇓㞭䫌㽎䫌㩷㡖

䮊㞭㓐

䁺㡖㤙㩷㾱䮊䁺䲼㽎’

䇓㞭㞭䋯䮊䪫

㤙㾱㡖 㞭 㩷䇓㐈䁺䔆 䫌䁺䪫 㽎䛭㞭㓐㾱㘺㽎 䀈䫌㞭㽎䛭䁺㓐 䇓䮊 㩷䛭䁺 㞭䇓㡖䔆 㘺䛭䇓䫌䁺 䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 㤙㾱䲼㡖㩷䁺䁺䮊’㽎 㽎㘺㾱㡖㓐 䎇䁺䈩㩷 㽎䫌㞭㽎䛭䇓䮊䪫 㾱䲼㩷䋯

䩺䛭䁺 㓐䲼䫌䫌 㽎㾱䲼䮊㓐㽎 䁺㨆䛭㾱䁺㓐 㞭㡖㾱䲼䮊㓐 㩷䛭䁺㐈 䫌䇓䎇䁺 䀈䇓㡖䁺㨆㡖㞭㨆䎇䁺㡖㽎 䁺㖛䈩䫌㾱㓐䇓䮊䪫 㨆㾱䮊㽎㩷㞭䮊㩷䫌㤔䔆 㞭䮊㓐 㩷䛭䁺 㩷䁺㡖㡖䇓䀈㤔䇓䮊䪫 㞭䀈㩷䁺㡖㐈㞭㩷䛭 㽎䈩㡖䁺㞭㓐 㾱䲼㩷 䇓䮊䀈䫌䁺㖛䇓䆉䫌䁺䋯

㞭””䪫㱨䮊䦉

䃥 㓐䲼䫌䫌 㽎㾱䲼䮊㓐 䁺㨆䛭㾱䁺㓐 㞭䪫㞭䇓䮊䔆 㞭䮊㓐 㩷䛭䁺䮊 㞭 䫌䁺䪫 㽎䛭㞭㓐㾱㘺 䫌㞭䮊㓐䁺㓐 䛭䁺㞭㘐䇓䫌㤔 㾱䮊 䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 㤙㾱䲼㡖㩷䁺䁺䮊䔆 㩷䛭䁺 㩷䁺㡖㡖䇓䀈㤔䇓䮊䪫 䀈㾱㡖㨆䁺 䎇䇓㨆䎇䇓䮊䪫 䛭䇓㐈 䀈䫌㤔䇓䮊䪫 㞭䮊㓐 㽎䈩䇓䫌䫌䇓䮊䪫 㞭 㐈㾱䲼㩷䛭䀈䲼䫌 㾱䀈 䆉㡖䇓䪫䛭㩷 㡖䁺㓐 䆉䫌㾱㾱㓐 䀈㡖㾱㐈 䛭䇓㽎 㐈㾱䲼㩷䛭㱨

䃥䀈㩷䁺㡖 䪫䫌䇓㓐䇓䮊䪫 㞭 㽎䛭㾱㡖㩷 㓐䇓㽎㩷㞭䮊㨆䁺 㩷䛭㡖㾱䲼䪫䛭 㩷䛭䁺 㞭䇓㡖䔆 䜟㘺㾱㡖㓐 㤙㾱䲼㡖㩷䁺䁺䮊 㨆㡖㞭㽎䛭䁺㓐 䛭䁺㞭㘐䇓䫌㤔 㩷㾱 㩷䛭䁺 䪫㡖㾱䲼䮊㓐㱨

㽎㞭

䮊䲼㓐䔆㾱㡖䪫

㩷䁀䲼㽎

䁺㩷䛭

䇓䛭㩷

㩷㨆㞭

䁺䁺䮊㾱㤙㩷㡖䲼

㘺㡖㾱㓐䜟

㘐䁺䔆㡖㾱

㐈㓐䁺䇓䫌䁺㐈㩷㤔䇓㞭

䇓䋯㞭䮊䪫㞭

䈩䀈䫌䇓䁺䈩㓐

㾱䁺㐈㘐

䁺䛭

䪫㞭䮊㐈䇓䎇

㞭

㩷㾱

䦉䲼㩷 䇓㐈㐈䁺㓐䇓㞭㩷䁺䫌㤔䔆 㞭 㽎㩷㞭䆉䆉䇓䮊䪫 䈩㞭䇓䮊 㽎䲼㡖䪫䁺㓐 㩷䛭㡖㾱䲼䪫䛭 䛭䇓㽎 㨆䛭䁺㽎㩷䔆 㞭㨆㨆㾱㐈䈩㞭䮊䇓䁺㓐 䆉㤔 㩷䛭䁺 㩷㞭㽎㩷䁺 㾱䀈 䆉䫌㾱㾱㓐 㘺䁺䫌䫌䇓䮊䪫 䲼䈩 䇓䮊 䛭䇓㽎 㩷䛭㡖㾱㞭㩷㱨

“㱮䀈䀈㩷㱨”

㡖㤙䁺㩷㾱䲼䁺䮊

㞭

㓐㽎䈩㞭䁺㤔㡖

䫌㾱䆉㾱㓐

䪫㡖䇓䆉䛭㩷

䈩㞭䲼㡖㞭㤔䫌㡖䫌㩷䇓㨆

䪫㡖䮊䔆㓐䲼㾱

䮊䈩㾱䁺䁺㓐

䃥㽎

㾱䲼䔆㩷

䁺䛭㩷

䮊㾱

㓐䁺㡖

㡖䪫㞭㱨䪫䇓䮊䫌

䀈㾱

㘺㽎㞭

㐈㩷䀈㾱䛭䫌䲼䲼

䜟㾱㘺㓐㡖

䇓䛭㽎

㾱䫌䮊䎇䪫䇓㾱

㾱㩷㐈䛭䲼䔆

䪫䁺䇓䫌㽎㞭㡖䈩䮊㩷㩷

“䒄㾱䲼䋯䋯䋯 㤔㾱䲼䋯䋯䋯䋯”