Chapter 379

The two returned to the living room and sat opposite each other on the sofa, each holding a paper cup.

He drank very gracefully, blowing slowly, then sipping gently.

"You're a good craftsman. It's delicious."

Wen Shishi said with a smile: "thank you. It's just that you can't buy ginger here in Rome. In fact, you should put some shredded ginger to make lean meat porridge, and add some pepper to make it better."

Mr Leslie seems to be interested in porridge: "is this your own way of cooking porridge? Or is this how all lean porridge in China is cooked? "

Wen Shishi was not very clear: "I cooked it like this, as for the restaurant outside Chefs are much better than me. They should have their own way

"Your skill is not bad, not worse than theirs."

Leslie soon finished a cup of porridge. He took out his wallet from his sports coat, took out a note and handed it to her: "is 100 euro enough?"

One hundred euro, equivalent to nearly one thousand RMB.

A thousand yuan for a cup of porridge is a sky high price.

Wen Shishi politely refused: "no, you helped pay for the materials yesterday."

Man smell speech, lightly smile: "also."

"Thank you for helping me out last night."

"Yes," the man didn't stay much. He stood up politely to say goodbye to her. "Thank you for your hospitality, so I left first."

Wen Shishi sent him to the door, watched him return to the next room 2306, and then slowly closed the door.

There were two empty paper cups on the tea table in the living room. She threw them into the dustbin.

……

In room 2306, Leslie pulls out a cigarette and lights it.

I dialed a number to get out.

He was quickly picked up: "President?"

"Check someone for me."

"Well, who is it?"

"A Chinese woman lives in the room next to me, 2307."

"OK, I'll go to the private detective immediately."

“Dylan。” He gave a sudden cry.

"Yes, President," you said

Leslie suddenly gave a dismal smile: "forget it, it's nothing."

Dylan has already guessed some Chinese women, 2307. These two messages alone are enough to remind him of the past.

"President, is the person you asked me to check very similar to the young lady?"

"No," Leslie shook her head gently. "Her English is very good, and her make-up is very feminine, with poetry It's totally different. "

Dylan sighed softly. "President, anyway, I'd better let the private detective check. Although the hope is too small Still can't give up. "

Leslie gave a wry smile: "Dylan, do you believe poetry is still alive?"

Dylan was stunned. He didn't know what to say.

Three years ago, the president rushed into the fire in order to save his wife. He was burned beyond recognition and almost lost his life. The whole Jiang family was in a mess. Mrs. Jiang almost lost her breath. Fortunately, after the doctor, she spared no effort to save his life and pulled him back from the death line.

The president had been in bed for three months before he could get out of bed.

And the first thing after getting out of bed is to find the young lady.

But at that time, the young lady had been sleeping in the cemetery, leaving only a jar of ashes, not even the last side.

Wearing a black and white suit, Lu Xiao put the yellow and white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone, with no expression on his face Scared, giving birth early, bleeding, like her mother, just Mother and son are both dead. "

The Jiang family kept the news a secret for three months, but when the president woke up, he still couldn't keep it.

Because the scald was too serious, the doctor had to do a skin grafting operation for him. The whole face was reshaped, but it was tightly collapsed by the white gauze. He had no way to make any expression, only big tears rolled down.

Mrs. Jiang was angry and had a high blood pressure attack and was sent to the emergency room. Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang were busy on both sides, and the scene was chaotic for a time.

The president didn't even have time to see the young lady for the last time, so he separated Yin and Yang.

From then on, Mrs. Jiang also shut herself up in the attic and recited Sutras in the Buddhist hall every day. She said that she wanted to help the young lady and the unborn young master to pass away, so that they could be reincarnated as soon as possible and have a good life in the next life.

It's OK in the company. There's Zhou Dakun and monkey. There's no big problem. But Dylan knows that the president is not the same one.

The young lady brought him back to reality from the abyss and gave him warmth and courage to live. But just at this time, the young lady left.

He could hardly imagine how the president would choose in the future.

Even Mr. Jiang repeatedly told him to find more nurses and keep watch of the president 24 hours to prevent him from being too busy.But to everyone's surprise, after the president woke up, everything was as usual. What the doctor said and how he did, the company began to take over. Even when Mr. Jiang proposed to transfer the Jiang family to him, he nodded and agreed.

He integrated the three companies of Jiang family, Fu family and Chengchi group, and became the absolute one in H city.

Then, he went to Lu Xiao.

Huo xiujue said that after finishing Wen's funeral, Lu Xiao went abroad to relax and never came back.

The whole Huo family also used a lot of strength to find Lu Xiao, but there was no news.

Since then, the president has also joined the ranks of looking for Lu Xiao.

What was the situation of the young lady at that time? Why she and her children all died on the operating table is still a mystery.

Until he noticed that the young lady's great uncle passed away, and the little uncle went to apply for a passport after handling the funeral alone.

A middle-aged man in his fifties who can't speak English wants to go abroad?

It's impossible to be left unattended.

He had a bold guess, could it be that the young lady was not dead, but she was still alive in another place?

So the two people also scheduled the same flight, with sun Kejian came to Rome, met in Rome Airport, and then met Lu Xiao.

Is Lu Xiao going to take him on a tour?

In what capacity?

Wen Shishi's uncle is not familiar with Lu Xiao at all. Why do you believe him?

All this seems to point to an exciting possibility.

Leslie said, "you go home first. I want to be alone."

"President, why don't I accompany you?"

"No, I've signed up for a tour group. There's no shortage of company."

After hearing this, Dylan nodded: "yes, I'll book a ticket to return home tonight. Let's find a private detective to check the Chinese woman first."

When the phone hung up, a cigarette just burned to the end, turned into a group of gray ash, scattered on the ground.

Leslie put out the cigarette end and threw it into the ashtray on the tea table, but it still tasted mellow -

the taste of lean meat porridge.

He was too familiar with the craft of poetry, and that was why he fell into madness.