Kane Fellowski heard the word hunter once more, and he found that he disliked it more and more.
The woman in front of him had eyes that were unmistakably clear, that sensible, and for a moment, he had the embarrassment of being seen through completely and utterly.
Once upon a time, money, now opportunity, she said, there was no difference.
He was tempted to say that there was, there was a difference.
But the next moment, it is impossible to argue ... really, there is a difference.
She said the euphemism, he naturally understand, if he is not so specialized in Chinese characters, then you can pretend not to understand.
Hand, gradually weak.
Palm, no longer warm body temperature, he stared at the woman's arm, very strange, such a thin arm, but easily can fill the emptiness of the palm.
It was strange that such a thin arm, detached from his palm, was, as if, all of a sudden, empty.
The woman in front of him, in his sight, blurred, indistinct as if it was simply an illusion.
Hunter?
He loathed the word since.
Out of the corner of his eye was her sensible response, her light eyes.
To the rest of his eyes, it was the waist-length black hair.
Resentment!
Intensely resentful!
Obviously it had been that close, obviously it was in the palm of her hand, obviously it was right in front of her, within arm's reach!
"The fault is yours." He said, "It is you who locked yourself in a prison, the name of the prison, called the past. Jane Tong, I look forward, you look back.
That's why you can never see me in your perspective."
Saying this Kane Fellowski, with intense reluctance, and a rush of eagerness to be in control that welled up within him, asked the woman before him:
"Is that fair to me?"
The woman's shoulders shook imperceptibly, her eyelashes swept gently, and her slightly white lips opened slightly and wriggled a few times ... She was, dumbfounded.
Eyes moved, fell on the man's smoldering eyes, she, instead, calmed.
"If I still have time ..." she paused, her eyes flickered slightly, "I have a choice, I will be false innocence to go to Mifaer, give up this time the opportunity to cooperate."
"Heh~ You don't want to owe me a favor, do you."
Right.
She said wordlessly.
But didn't pick up on his words.
"Kane, by all means, you're appreciated for the introduction. Naturally, at the end of it all, I'll repay you handsomely for the favor of the introduction. Won't let you help for nothing."
"Hell I do want your return!
But there is only one reward I want," the man cursed impatiently, his chest heaving violently as he stared at the woman across the room, "If you want a reward, give yourself to me. I will accept nothing else."
Her brain hurt a little, it didn't make sense.
"Three years ago, I admit that I was wrong.
Isn't there a saying in your country of China that there is no greater good than knowing your mistakes and correcting them?"
"Are you going to lock yourself in the past forever?"
"Jane Tong!"
He was seldom agitated, Kane Ferocchi stared at that back, he was an excellent hunter, he had always been very self-disciplined, but today, at this moment, he didn't want to stick to this damn self-discipline!
He was going to indulge for once!
He called her a gambler, but at this moment, he himself, was the gambler.
At the moment when that back was about to disappear in the doorway, the man took a healthy step, rushed over, and violently hugged that back.
Jane Tong suddenly stiffened, tightly pursed lips, hanging at the side of the palm, abruptly clenched ... push away, she is not accustomed to the proximity of others.
The brain gave instructions to herself.
The order is forbidden.
She is a qualified implementer, then she has to disengage the wide embrace behind her ... Warmth, no doubt, Kane's chest, radiating heat, was how many years, counting the days of those years, she had longed for the temperature, not necessarily if it is fixed who, who, can be.
But now, in those thousands of days, she was no longer used to being close to anyone else.
Not to mention, this person.
"I admit I'm mean, but Jane Tong, please step out of the prison called the past."
The repeated mention of "cage" annoyed her inexplicably, to the point of irritation:
"When has there ever been a cage.
When have I ever lived in the past.
Mr. Kane, you are delusional.
There is no such thing as a cage called the past.
Look at me, I'm alive and well."
Annoyed, she chortled.
Struggling violently to get out of that wide embrace, struggling to get out.
"I don't understand you, all I know is that I'm alive and well now."
"Living well? Really? Jane Tong, you are a self-deluding liar! Are you really living well? Jane Mo Bai's illness, those things with your family.
Jane Tong, you dare to say that you're living well?"
The man couldn't help his mouth, the words came out, and then he stopped violently, he forced himself to calm down, closed his eyes, opened them again, but touched that long hair, his eyes flickered, he couldn't help but ask offhandedly:
"Really not living in the past?
Then why do you have this long hair? Who are you waiting for?
Waiting for Shen Xiujin?
Is he that good?"
Jane Tong's face abruptly turned pale, and the color of blood darted away from that small face at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
"Let go!"
Panicked, disorganized, out of control.
Flee.
Run away.
Run away and be fine.
Run away and forget.
Can't see, can't hear, won't be out of order like chaos, won't be suffocated like chest pain.
She thought so, and did so.
The moment she fled, there was intense disbelief in Kane's eyes!
He didn't believe it!
He wasn't any worse than Shen Xiujin.
Money, power, appearance, what a successful man should have, he was not lacking.
Women, he wanted and never failed to get.
A man's desire for conquest is sometimes really scary. Scary to the point of blinding their own eyes. Kane Fellowski at the moment full of heart and eyes are not willing, her struggle, pressure to his blood bone inherited desire to conquer, burning.
"Are you not afraid that I will break the contract? The cooperation between our two companies, stop there?"
Jane Tong breathed a beat ... "If you unilaterally break the contract, I'm afraid that your party will need to pay a high amount of liquidated damages."
She calmly stated a fact.
The man's thin lips rose slightly, revealing a light smile:
"I'm not lacking in things like money.
But the reason why Jane's wants to cooperate with my side, I think what I really value is my side's core technology, right?
If Jane's capital chain is broken, the liquidated damages on my side can't be filled.
What Jane's really values is the sharing of our core technology after the cooperation, that's what's necessary to help Jane's get out of the predicament, right?"
Jane Tong gulped a bit, she had no words to retort, what she and the Jane Clan behind her really valued was indeed the core technology sharing of the other company after the cooperation.
Jane's predicament was by no means something that could be remedied by this little bit of liquidated damages.
"You knew this already?" Yes, this man was so shrewd, how could he not see that, although she did not cover up at the beginning of the cooperation, when the contract was signed, at this moment, there was indeed a feeling of being caught in a soft underbelly.
"What if it is? Your choice?"
He stared at the woman in front of him with a burning gaze.
Yes, he was vile.
Unbeknownst to Kane, at the moment, he was more like a gambler standing on a cliff, betting on one last chance, even if, that chance came mean and slim.
Even though he seemed to already know the answer, but it was the last chance, like a moth to a flame, he had to jump over.
At this moment, Kane Fellowski is really just obsessed with unwillingness and the desire to conquer, just the desire to conquer?
At this moment, the two people, no one has no way to think about this question, do not think, also do not have time to think.
Jane Tong's hand, tightly pinched the flesh of her palm, almost bleeding.
At this moment, she unexpectedly gave birth to hatred for Jian Zhendong.
Even when Jane Zhendong's disregard for her, she was only disappointed, lost, and then paralyzed herself by choosing to be strangers to Jane Zhendong.
Even in the acceptance of the company, noticed that Jane Zhendong quietly transferred Jane's cash, resulting in Jane's funds broke, she has never been like this, to Jane Zhendong gnashing teeth hate up.
If Jane's capital chain is not broken, then, she does not need to make such a choice.
This choice, it is very, very difficult, on the one hand, thousands of employees, thousands of families, and hospitals waiting for medical bills ...
On the one hand, it is a compromise, she is a little bewildered ... as if she had returned to the Donghuang Entertainment three years ago, and was reduced to a plaything that compromises and sells everything in front of money.
To ... return to that again?
How to choose?
Deeply inhaled a mouthful of up, eyeing the front: "Do you really want to do this?"
The other party did not directly back, but asked: "Little Tong, your choice?"
She was silent, reaching out her hand without a single word, pulling open the door in front of her.
The man behind her leapt to his feet in a hurry.
He does not believe!
Even more unwilling!
Even then, couldn't he make her look at him squarely?
Violently clasped the woman's head, handsome face, pressed down, thin lips clasped the woman's lips, touching the moment, he was like a child, got the long-desired candy, a strong sense of trembling, electric current feeling, by that pale white lips passed, violently hit a shudder.
He clasped the woman's head more tightly, one second, two seconds, three seconds ... heart surged out an indescribable strange feeling.
Another past a moment, the man decadently put down the woman's head, the loose lips, looked at the woman, a glance will be on the woman's clear pupils, a flash of pain in his eyes:
"Why don't you hide?"
The woman just gently lowered her eyes: "Satisfied?" Rough voice, at this moment, in this confined space, quietly echoed.
But it was like a sharp knife, stabbing into the man's heart without mercy.
The color of blood, from the man's handsome face with a knife and axe, drew away quickly.
His face white white, staring at that cloudy woman, dead clenched his back teeth, almost biting the creaking, arm, finally disheveled loosened, he closed his eyes.
Also covered the bottom of the eyes of the trace of pain that outsiders do not realize.
A burst of dull pain in the heart, this kind of feeling, he such a person, this life, has not tasted a few times.
Heart pain, rib pain, all internal organs are in pain, the human body ah, really marvelous, a pain, everywhere pain, even the back, seems to be something, suppressed by the stifling pain incomparable.
Time a minute past, no one to break the silence, the confined space, two people's breathing, more quiet.
Door, quietly be pulled open, issued a slight sound.
On the arm, was violently held tightly, she was shocked, turned to look, "You ..."
Only issued a word, voice, then annihilated in the throat, no longer difficult to get out of the mouth of the chiding.
The man in front of him, his eyebrows knit tightly, incomparably proudly demanded her, "Jane Tong, I'm hungry, I want to eat noodles, you cook for me once more."
With his chin held high like that, he ordered with incomparable pride. But for a moment, she clearly felt the man in front of her around, shrouded in a gray misty air pressure, some stagnation, some depression, and some ... despair.
Illusion, she lowered her eyes and blinked gently.
"Good." In the middle of the day, the woman answered softly.
Banyan Tree's back kitchen
I've heard of chartered conference halls, restaurants, and beaches, but today, the one that was chartered was one of Banyan Tree's back kitchens.
Fully equipped, clean and fresh.
The woman in front of the stove, quietly put water, under the noodles, put seasoning, and not far away, the man quietly sat in front of the temporarily moved table, quietly looking at the woman in front of the stove.
The scene in front of me, as if back to three years ago, only, three years ago, she in the kitchen, a door away, he in the living room, and that old apartment building, dark and stale, while today's here, spacious and bright.
A familiar scent ran through his nose, and the man sniffed vigorously and deeply; he'd eaten many bowls of her noodles, and at that time, he'd just thought it seemed good enough to eat for a change once in a while.
Then later, he had never eaten noodles this kind of food, always felt, not the right flavor.
The man just stared silently at the woman in front of the stove methodically laying down noodles, she was always so unhurried, still the same as in the past.
Long hair, short hair, Kane could not see clearly, eyes, only the shallow back.
He was mesmerized, stupefied, gazing at that back, seemingly looking at her, but also seemingly looking through that back, to a far, far away place.
When the noodles were served, the spell of the old man of time was instantly broken ... He lowered his eyes, and his line of sight fell on the steaming bowl of noodles in front of him ... It was not three years ago, it was not that old apartment building ah.
The bowls and chopsticks were placed in front of the man, but the man abruptly stood up, walked away and folded back, and when he folded back, there was an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks in his hands.
His hands were very steady, and he split the steaming noodles that were set out in front of him that night into two, freeing up half of them in the empty bowl he brought back, and in his afterglow, the scallions floating on the noodle soup.
His hand is more stable, but also very patient, little by little, will be a bowl of chopped scallions, pick to another bowl, which pushed in front of her, light words and soft voice: "Stay with me."
Only then did she sit down, slowly and methodically pick up a chopstick, without saying a word to eat the noodles in the bowl full of scallions.
The rest of the light swept away, in touch with the opposite side of the woman, quietly sat down, holding chopsticks bite by bite to eat the noodles, the man suddenly retracted the line of sight, all attention, are focused on the bowl of noodles in front of him, as if, at this moment, his world, the only bowl of noodles in front of him, and then no other.
A bowl of noodles, but ate out of the speed of the French meal, extremely slow.
When the bottom of the bowl was empty, the man raised his head violently, looking across the table at the woman who had already put down her chopsticks and sat quietly, and suddenly drank loudly:
"You leave. Don't come back!"
The woman on the opposite side sniffed, looked deeply across the room, and stood up in silence, "Thank you, I'm sorry." From the very beginning, she shouldn't have started this cooperation.
However, if time was turned back and she was allowed to choose again, she thought that she would still choose the cooperation with the company under Kane's name ... Jane's, which could not fall.
The woman converged her eyes, pulled back her chair, stepped back three steps, bent her waist being, and bowed deeply.
Turned around, never stayed.
Just in this slightly deep and shallow pace, the man behind her eyed her back and went away:
"Hey! Jane Tong!"
The man's low as a cello general gorgeous voice, suddenly and melodious in the back raised, he looked at that back, ignoring the sudden emptiness in the heart, as if, really missing out on something very important, he shouted towards her.
He shouted towards her:
"The woman I'm looking for is, the one who has long hair to her waist for me alone! That's my future woman!"
The woman did not linger, turned her back to the man behind her, and a smile, that soft, overflowed from her small face, "Bless you. Goodbye."
At the table, the man picked up the last bite of noodles in the bowl, put it in his mouth, chewed hard and hard, and closed his eyes.
If the heart is empty, fill the stomach.
Who said that?
"Bullshit." The man whispered.
He was at the table, silent for a long time.
Steeply, stood up, no longer to look at a pair of bowls and chopsticks on that table ... The person who ate noodles together has already left the table, and the noodles, then there is no more that familiar flavor.
He left in big strides, walking faster and faster, like a blistering storm rushed into Mifaer s room.
Clang - a sound, the secretary general could not react in time, was swaying door hit the side of the face, suddenly the wind in a mess: "Duke Duke you can not, Mr. have a guest ..."
-- late.
The secretary general looked at the scene in front of him and propped up his forehead with a headache, "Mr. bedroom has a guest."
On the bed, a mess, the stout man exposed his waist, pressed a thousand sexy and sexy special thing, no need to think, before that, what is happening in this room.
"Cough-cough-cough," Mifar scratched his hair in annoyance, some sort of fire unrelieved, and all of a sudden anger welled up in his heart:
"Shit! Are you crazy?"
At the end of the bed, the equally tall Kane Fellowski, walked over to the liquor cabinet, pulled it open and pulled out a bottle of whiskey, "A drink?"
His abnormality, naturally, caught Mifar's attention, narrowed his eyes for a moment, and suddenly rose from the wench, casually pulled on a robe, pulled open a drawer, wrote a check, and handed it to the disgruntled wench with a subdued, elegant smile:
"Beautiful girl, I think you'll love this check more than me."
The wench took the check with pleasure, collected her displeasure, and departed.
"To dispatch someone with such grace and gentility, Mifar, you're more of a beast than I am."
Mifar waved his hand at the secretary general, who had the presence of mind to leave in response.
"What need is there for sincerity when money can dispense it? At least, I have the capital to be an animal, don't I?" He poured himself a glass with ice, and a sip of it was soothing, and a certain unrelieved fire was temporarily suppressed.
What need was there for sincerity when money could get rid of it? ... Kane laughed softly, "You really are an animal."
Mifar raised an eyebrow in surprise, "Didn't you teach me that phrase?"
Kane smiled wider, if you ignore the sourness in the corners of his eyes ...
"So, I really am an animal."
"Hello? What's gotten into you? Is it that Queen you have in mind? she made you sad?"
"Mifar, now that I think back to the old days again, it's strange, why do you think I felt that the title of Hunter, would be an honor?"
"Ohno, Kane!!! you really are crazy!"
...
A cab, was steadily heading towards the airfield, "Vivian, I'm back. The contract book, tomorrow you come to my office and hand it over."
Not long after, the other party's WeChat message was sent over:
"So urgent? It can be tomorrow."
"No need."
"By the way, in the few days you were away, Mrs. Jane came to make trouble a few times. Your brother his situation is deteriorating."
Jane Tong glanced at the content of the text message and pursed her lips tightly.
The small face was inexplicably rigid.
Only three words were returned, "Got it."
Bought a flight that took off at night, and before taking off, made another phone call, asking still whether Jane Mo Bai's matching type had been found.
"Be sure to ask you to seize the time to find a successful match, about the cost, I promise to take 'Only Love' to gift to your party, everything I can do, will do my best."
"Ms. Jane, we are already grasping for time to find, please don't be too anxious first."
Putting down the phone, full of heavy heart, the sea of people is vast, actually can't find one with which the matching can be successful?
Cell phone ringtone suddenly thought up, is unfamiliar number, originally wanted to pinch off, but accidentally pressed the wrong key, once connected, immediately came a voice of surging anger:
"Why don't you answer my call, Little Tong, you pulled my phone black, you are also too cold-blooded.
Your brother's life is at stake, you see death to save even though, but also pull my cell phone number black.
I called you more than ten times, if not Mor Bai reminded you that you may have blacked out my cell phone number, I would not have thought to use another number to call you.
Little Tong, how can you do this! Don't you care about your family at all?"
Jane Tong was bombarded by this barrage, which made both ears buzz.
Only after a long time did she remember that she had indeed blacked out the contact numbers of Jane's family, not because of anything else, but because she didn't want to be bombarded twenty-four hours a day.
The person on the phone, who was Jane Mo Bai's mother, and the mother who gave birth to her, but a mouthful of her too cold-blooded, she saw death.
"Then why don't you think about it, my life is also a life?"
Unable to bear it, Jane Tong rushed to the phone and bellowed loudly.
Snapping - she pressed off the call, ending the call, and without saying a word, she immediately pulled black that number.
Not long after, the phone rang again.
"Hello."
"And you blacked out!"
Snap - hang up.
After this, but into a nightmare chain buckle, she pulled black one, the other party will change one, a dozen phone numbers to black down, the other party has been not angry and not discouraged, but she was almost laughed at.
Another call came, this time, she pressed the connect button, is the heart bet this breath, to see that as her mother, and she has the same blood of the woman, in the end to say something to her!
"Jane Tong! I'm telling you! If Mor Bai dies, the Jane family will never have you again!"
"The Jane family, haven't I been gone for a long time?" She laughed coldly, also thought the other side has any unimaginable means, delisting, disowning, denying ... many years ago has not all been done a time?
"You ..." Mrs. Jane stuttered for a while and shouted in anger:
"Anyway, you as a part of the Jane family, you are Mor Bai's own sister, you should be for the sake of loved ones for the sake of your brother, donate bone marrow!"
"You're asking me, a kidney patient, to donate bone marrow?"
"I've asked the doctor, one kidney can live, there are so many people in the world with one kidney who are living well. Besides, donating bone marrow doesn't necessarily mean that something will happen, the chances aren't great, but it can save your brother's life!"
"A good life?" She muttered to herself, "The odds aren't great?"
Turning to the phone, she said ironically, "Mrs. Jane, which famous doctor told you that?"
"You don't have to care about this!"
See, what a tough attitude. Jane Tong's eyes gradually cooled, "What if I don't?"
The other party completely exploded:
"You can't be so heartless!
What else do you want?
The entire Jane's, all given to you.
It turns out that all of this is your brother's!
Your brother has already given you the entire Jane's, and you're not even willing to donate a bone marrow to him?
You can't be so heartless, can you?
Now, Jane's is all yours, the money is also yours, and whatever else you want, it's all yours, I'm just begging you, save your brother, okay?"
In the waiting room of the airport, a woman sat alone on a chair in the corner, seemingly desperately holding back something, her body could not stop trembling.
Jane Tong's fists, the more she squeezed the tighter, almost squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth one word at a time, "You guys like Jane's so much, then take it!"
That a mess, she for which she has already paid too much effort, but also against a lot of things that she herself is not willing to do.
All thought it was gold leaf foil, ha~!
"Would you part with it?
In the beginning wasted so much heart, I do not believe, eat the cake in the mouth, but also willing to spit it out, either a fool or a liar, coaxing people."
The woman closed her eyes, ears listening to the voice on the phone, so, still will be lost for this?
Laughing lightly ... "But it is?"
"You, what do you mean?"
She lowered her eyes, she is not that stupid.
But did not explain anything with the person on the phone, the phone, and began to half coercion and half lure, let her go to Jane Mo Bai donate bone marrow.
Listening to the phone in the mouth of those words, Jane Tong chest anger rose and fell, suddenly!
Coldly mocking, a sentence popped out of her back teeth, "You can tell Jane Mo Bai, tell him to go to his death without fear."
"Asshole thing! How did I give birth to such a pig dog worse than a beast as you-"
Beep beep beep-
All the shouting, stayed in a string of busy sounds, the woman's small face, stubborn, tightly pursed lips, not a word staring at the air in front of her.
Eyes sour, for a moment, eyes moist, the woman blinked, converging eyes quietly leaning back in her chair.