Chapter 809

Chu Tian did not stay at the celebration banquet. He was a tactful person. He knew that his light would cover Lin Dongqiang and Wang Simeng. If he talked with them on the same stage, the two would be restless and embarrassing to accept praise from others. After all, it would be clear who would put in a lot of effort in his actions.

So Chu Tian led Candao and others to return to the capital quickly, allowing Lin Dongqiang and Wang Simeng to accept the commendation without restraint, and allowed them to take all their credit with peace of mind, and would not have to blush and be exposed when bragging, so as to obtain a legitimate promotion and wealth.

Wang Huahua stood on the grass with his hands behind his back, looking at the helicopter that was leaving, sighing softly.

It was already three o'clock in the middle of the night when I returned to the capital!

The remaining sword drilled out of the helicopter and quickly disappeared into the vast night, as if it had never appeared before, but his sharp and fast sword technique was deeply left in Chu Tian's heart, thinking about one day when he would fight him to a life-and-death battle, how confident would he be to survive?

The next morning, the sun shone on Qianlong Garden.

Those who entered and exited the hall to ask Chu Tian for reports were curious about the fact that Hattori Hideko at the door, thinking that the young man's love is really good. He brought back such a beautiful person when he went out to stroll, but why did he let her stand at the door? Before they could ask, Chu Tian said carelessly: "She is my slave!"

Fang Qing lowered her head and smiled bitterly when she heard this. Because Chu Tian had already informed Hattori Hideko's identity, she said with some concern: "Young Marshal, aren't you afraid that she will find a loophole to kill you? Although you are superb, it seems like a risky thing to put on a bomb by your side. I think you should kill her!"

Chu Tian tapped his finger on the sofa and shook his head gently, "You can't kill her for the time being. She is the window for my dialogue with the Japanese government. Do you know why Mao didn't take Hong Kong and Macau during the War of Liberation? It's not that the People's Liberation Army has no strength to recover, but that he has to leave a window to talk to the West!"

Fang Qing nodded with no idea, then patted her head and smiled bitterly: "Forget it, the young marshal actually kept her, so there are enough ways to subdue her. I will report the important matter first. The situation in Hainan is stable, and the Tang Sect is still calm; and Fang Gang of the Chinese Business Association telegraphed Hongye several times and asked when the in charge would arrive?"

Chu Tian raised a smile on his lips, picked up the tea and pursed it: "They seem very anxious. It seems that the mafia has put a lot of pressure on them. If you ask Hongye to reply, you will say that within two days the head will come to Italy and ask them to arrange food, accommodation and negotiation matters. In addition, we must ensure our safety!"

Fang Qing nodded and smiled, "I understand, I've made arrangements!"

She turned around and was about to leave when she suddenly walked over and kissed Chu Tian on the cheek, sighing softly: "Be careful of everything! A big tree attracts wind, let alone the current Dingsheng Shuai Jun? I don't agree with you when you go to Italy in person, but you have decided, and I will do my best to make arrangements, and Fang Qing will always support you."

Chu Tian patted her hand and responded gently: "Chu Tian understands!"

After Fang Qing left, Chu Tian finished drinking the tea in the cup. Just as he was about to go to the study to read the Italian information, a guzheng faintly came from his ears. His heart moved slightly and he stood up and walked towards the back garden. Hattori Hideko moved her footsteps to follow her. Her delicate face had no expression, which made her look cold and cruel.

After a while, Chu Tian stepped into the Lily Garden.

Among the flowers, beside the white jade, the sunshine and color of the beauty in white clothes reflects her dreamy eyes, and her ice-like skin, almost forgetting what time it is. She is slender and slender, with straight waist, and her graceful posture is so elegant that it is impeccable. Her body exudes the beauty that seems to be ignorant of the world.

Chu Tian, ​​who had been close to her, saw clearly that her jade face was not applied with any makeup, but her eyebrows were as beautiful as day, which was thousands of times better than any heavy makeup. I wonder if she had just walked out of the bathhouse, and her hair was so casually tied around her head without any hairpin, she still saw the water light, which was so pure and beautiful that it was fascinating.

Her elegant and charming expression reminds people of Su Rongrong's elegant and natural beauty; at the same time, she also has the sunshine beauty of Huo Wuzui, which combines to form another special kind of charm that is no less than hers. Chu Tian sighed softly, what else can he want to have such a woman?

Who else can you do if you don’t have Yang Feiyang?

With the exquisite and simple Guzheng, her hands were gently brushing over from above, and the elegant and sad song poured out from her slender and jade-like fingertips. It was Chu Tian’s favorite "Fisher Boat Singing Evening". The garden was filled with this Guzheng song full of oriental artistic conception, a little tragic and a little bit of detached!

Chu Tian suddenly calmed down and his impetuous state of mind became peaceful.

At this moment, Hattori Hideko understood the profound sadness from his back.

This originally cheerful song has endless sadness in Yang Feiyang's hands. The more you go to the back, the stronger the sense of slaughtering, the embarrassment is like the falling flowers in spring, the sound of rain, the endless falling trees fall, the endless Yangtze River flows eastward! Gradually, the sound of the piano turns into a light drizzle, as if there is, it finally returns to the quietness of everything!

At the end of the song, before Chu Tian came forward, Yang Feiyang turned around and chuckled. The pair of Jian Shui, who could attract souls, looked at Chu Tian gently with her eyes and said softly: "Young Marshal, Feiyang often hears you hum "Fisher Boat Singing Evening", so in her spare time, she will follow the score to learn. I wonder if you like the tune Feiyang plays?"

Chu Tian took a few steps forward, hugged Yang Feiyang from behind, and said softly: "Feiyang's tenderness, Chu Tian will always be engraved in his heart!"

Chu Tian, ​​who was approaching, felt that Yang Feiyang was like a blooming flower, with a faint fragrance, and the most moving one was her charm. Whether it was her sweet voice, ups and downs, or the delicate expressions at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, there was a kind of intoxicating style, which made people confused and confusing. No man could resist it.

Yang Feiyang snuggled in Chu Tian's arms and said calmly: "Young Marshal, your life is too busy and busy. It's a pity that Feiyang cannot share it with you. He can only write some songs to relieve your boredom in your spare time. Although the tune is sad and lingering, it can arouse the resonance in the young Marshal's heart and eventually eliminate the accumulated melancholy!"

Chu Tian's fingers slid across her cheeks and fell on her affectionate lips with a slightly shy lips, and responded softly: "As long as you fly safe and happy, that is the greatest comfort to Chu Tian. I will go to Italy in a few days, and wait for me to come back to have a good rest, and accompany you to play songs and music every day."

Yang Feiyang nodded slightly, his smile as bright as spring flowers.

As noon approaches, the warm sun is overwhelming.

At twelve o'clock, Gu Jian and Feng Wuqing flew back from Hainan. Although they were dusty, they were also energetic. The stability of the battle situation and Feng Wuqing's injury control made them no longer necessary for them to stay in Hainan, and even made Chen Xiucai think of being monitored, so Chu Tian asked them to come back to the capital to recuperate.

When he saw Chu Tian, ​​Feng Wuqing and Gu Jian greeted each other in unison: "Young Marshal!"

Chu Tian patted Feng Wuqing's shoulder and said with some regret: "It's a pity that you are injured, otherwise you would still want to take you to Italy to ravage the mafia. But it's good that you can take some rest and take some energy to rage the Tang Sect and the Bamboo League, which is waiting for you to kill!"

Feng Wuqing nodded helplessly and smiled bitterly, "Oh, I can only comfort myself like this!"

Chu Tian laughed loudly, and let the banquet be held to welcome him.

Chu Tian asked someone to put a table in the garden, and asked the old demon to roast the fattest lamb, and then gathered Fang Qing, Keer, Yang Feiyang and Huo Wuzui to have dinner. He hadn't been with them for a long time, so he felt extremely guilty and seemed very happy, making the women very happy.

Perhaps, this kind of happiness is also rare for them! Chu Tian held the sake and sighed guiltily: I will spend more time with them in the future.

Hattori Hideko, not far away, had her cold eyes softened.

Although Feng Wuqing's injuries were not healed, he was drunk with Gu Jian and Lao Yao Dali's drinking. Only Tian Yangsheng took a few sips of wine and ran to chew the steamed buns. Later, Huo Wuzhu came up with a ghost idea, asking Lao Yao to soak all the steamed buns in the wine, so that Tian Yangsheng could not help but chew the steamed buns.

Looking at the happy woman and brothers, warmth flashed across Chu Tian's face.

The next day, the blue sky and white clouds.
Chapter completed!