Chapter 64 Mrs. Wang’s Living Room

On the weekend, Chen Zikun came to Wang Geng's mansion as promised. This is a unique European-style two-story Western-style building with magnificent decoration. There is a servant who helps guests hang coats and top hats at the door, and the hostess is sitting in the living room and chatting with friends who are coming first.

Seeing Chen Zikun come in, the hostess immediately got up, walked over gracefully, and proudly stretched out her hand to him: "Missou Chen, do you still remember me?"

Chen Zikun gently pinched the hostess' tenderness and put it on her lips and kissed her, and said with a smile: "Of course I remember, my sister-in-law is fine."

The hostess gave him a blank look, "I'm so fucking, what's my sister-in-law? Just like before, call me Xiaoman." Then he took Chen Zikun's hand and introduced to everyone: "This is Chen Zikun who has returned from studying in the United States. He is now working in the Army Department, and his tango dances very well."

The gentlemen and ladies sitting on the sofa nodded gracefully to Chen Zikun. In the corner of the living room, there was a phonograph, which was the soothing and soft blue Danube. The air was filled with the smell of Chanel V and Luzon cigars. The servants in white and black pants stood by the door with their hands hanging down, observing their words and expressions, ready to serve them at any time.

Chen Zikun is also a person who has seen the world. At a glance, he can see that there are elites from the upper class in Beijing. These elites are completely incomparable to those of the Crescent Society. The Crescent Society is full of people from the intellectual and cultural circles, while Lu Xiaoman's living room is a leader in the government, finance and business fields.

Of course, there are exceptions. A young man wearing glasses sitting alone in the corner looked familiar. Chen Zikun's eyes lit up and heared, "Brother Zhimo, you really don't meet in life."

Xu Zhimo glanced at him and said proudly: "It turned out to be Mr. Chen, sorry, I lost my companion." After that, he left on his own with a glass of wine.

"Oh, Mistock Chen, don't mind, this is what the poet looks like." Lu Xiaoman hurriedly smoothed out the situation. Chen Zikun smiled and said, "It's okay, Brother Shimo and I are always in love. We are all backbone of the Crescent Society. Maybe I interrupted his thoughts. You know, Shimo's mind is full of poetry and dramas."

Lu Xiaoman smiled and trembled with flowers, and a tender little fist kept hitting Chen Zikun's shoulder: "Hehe, Mistakes Chen, you are so mean, I guess it's not that simple. You must have snatched someone's lover, so he doesn't like you like this."

"Where is it? By the way, how long has Xiaoman known the poet been?" Chen Zikun smiled. In the living room of the Wang family, he felt very relaxed and open. Compared with this, the Crescent Society is more like a paradise for a group of children, and this is the world of adults.

"You must have not thought of a good thing." Lu Xiaoman gave Chen Zikun a blank look and said, "Zhimo and Wang Geng are both disciples of Mr. Liang Qichao, so he is Wang Geng's guest, and it has nothing to do with me."

Chen Zikun said: "Whose guest am I?"

Lu Xiaoman flew over with a charming look: "What do you think?" As he said that, he actually kicked Chen Zikun gently, his movements were very hidden and no one saw it.

Chen Zikun suddenly had a very strange feeling, as if he had known Lu Xiaoman for a long time and was so familiar that he could make some ambiguous jokes. But in fact, this was only their second meeting, and it was more than two years apart.

Perhaps this is Lu Xiaoman's unique temperament, or perhaps the aura has changed after a woman gets married.

"Oh, Wang Geng is down, let's talk to you two, I'll go to greet other guests." Lu Xiaoman saw her husband coming down from the upper floor, patted Chen Zikun's arm and returned to the sofa. Before leaving, she squeezed her eyes at Chen Zikun, as if there was a secret between the two.

Wang Geng was not wearing a military uniform today, wearing a sophisticated tweed suit. The last button on the suit vest was strictly followed by the British rules. He held a heather pipe in his hand and came down from the building with a smile and stretched out his right hand to Chen Zikun, "Sorry, I answered a call, but I couldn't get away to greet him."

Chen Zikun shook hands with him with a smile, and the two sat down on two ring chairs in a corner of the living room and started chatting.

"Brother Kunwu is a good method, and he used a little trick to subdue the tea room. It's really wonderful." Wang Geng said with a smile.

Chen Zikun waved his hand quickly: "Brother Wang, stop laughing at me, I have no choice. The little lieutenant of the Common Affairs Department has only made a fortune."

Wang Geng took two sips of cigarettes and said seriously: "You have been named as a lieutenant, and your military rank is obviously low. This is someone who is trying to punish you."

Chen Zikun said: "No, I didn't offend anyone."

Wang Geng said: "There is no wind and waves. Think about it carefully. What did you do after coming to Beijing? By the way, the person who wants to punish you is Chief Jin."

"Second Chief Jin Yongyan of the Army?" Chen Zikun wondered. He was a thoughtful person. He memorized the list of officials in the Army. Naturally, he knew which Deputy Chief Jin was.

"Yes, Jin Yongyan, this man graduated from the fourth phase of the Japanese non-commissioned officer school and has never taken charge of the army. Before coming to the Army Department, he was also the principal of the Guangxi Military Academy Army. The last president of the last president depends entirely on President Li."

"So, his backer is Li Yuanhong." Chen Zikun suddenly realized that no wonder Chief Jin dared to wear his shoes. It turned out that the person relied on the president and did not take Wu Peifu seriously at all.

Wang Geng said: "But don't worry, Chief Jin can't do anything to you. After all, you are the man of Marshal Wu. Such a slut, just ignore him."

Chen Zikun nodded and smiled, "It's reasonable, thank you for your advice."

The topic ended. Chen Zikun looked at Lu Xiaoman and the red men and green women who were traveling back and forth in the living room and asked, "Brother Wang, you have a lot of friends. The salon of the house has gathered people from the fashion circle in Beijing."

Wang Geng smiled bitterly and said, "Everywhere, these are Xiaoman's friends. They came for her. I am just a companion. You are the only one of my guests in the room."

Chen Zikun said: "Mrs. Zun's circle of friends is so wide, it's amazing."

Wang Geng replied proudly: "You have just returned to China and may not know Xiaoman's identity. She is the diplomatic translator of the Minister of Foreign Affairs Gu Weijun. It is normal for you to know more people."

As he was talking, the servant brought two glasses of champagne, Chen Zikun and Wang Geng each took one, and saw Lu Xiaoman holding a goblet to smile gracefully at them from afar.

The two gentlemen also raised their glasses to greet Lu Xiaoman and drank a sip.

Guests were still coming in a steady stream. A car drove into the Wang family yard. The driver jumped out quickly and opened the back door. First, a short and fat man came out, and then a woman in a cheongsam. Chen Zikun, who was standing in front of the long floor-to-ceiling window, almost took off his wine glass. Isn’t this woman Yao Yilei!

The short and fat man ignored Yao Yilei and entered the door on his own. Yao Yilei followed him into the living room, took off his shawl and hat and handed it to the servant. Chen Zikun noticed that Yao Yilei's hairstyle was no longer the style of a little girl, but a young woman-like hair bun.

Lu Xiaoman quickly walked up to meet him and said with a smile: "Mr. Xiyuan, Mrs. Xiyuan, you are late, you will be fined three glasses of wine."

The short and fat man seemed to not understand Chinese, but just bowed stereotypedly: "Konnichiwa!"

Yao Yilei smiled and said, "Xiaoman, long time no see, you have lost a lot..." Without saying a word, the person was already stunned because she saw Chen Zikun standing behind Lu Xiaoman.

It has been four years since the May Fourth Movement in 1919, two people who had already talked about marriage have never met again. From then on, they are separated and separated. Now the fate is so good that they meet in Lu Xiaoman's living room. It is really touching and silent.

What a smart person Lu Xiaoman, seeing Yao Yilei's appearance, he immediately understood, but pretended not to know and deliberately introduced them: "I'll introduce him. This is Chen Zikun from the Army Department, my husband's colleague, this is..."

Before she could finish her words, Chen Zikun took the lead and said, "Hello, Mrs. Xiyuan."

"Hello, Mr. Chen." Yao Yilei reached out and shook Chen Zikun, with no special expression on her face.

"You guys talk, I'll go and greet Xiyuansang." Yao Yilei smiled sly, pulled the short and fat Japanese and went for a group of big-bellied gentlemen, creating good conditions for Chen Zikun.

"You are married." Chen Zikun's voice was a little bitter.

"Yes." Yao Yilei looked indifferent.

"Why marry a Japanese?" Chen Zikun smiled bitterly, and a scene appeared in his mind at the Six Kingdoms Hotel. Yao Yilei, who was entangled by a few Japanese devils, looked furious. Now he thought about it, he was so cute and straightforward.

"Who is it related to you?" Yao Yilei took out a box of cigarettes from the crocodile skin bag, lit one skillfully and started smoking.

"Of course it has something to do with me." Chen Zikun turned around and looked out the window, as if he was talking to himself: "At the beginning of that summer, I was involved in a movement. I was released from the police department and killed someone. I was forced to flee to Shanghai. I went to Guangdong and Hunan again. Every time I went there, I would write to you. A year and a half later, I would fight back to Beijing, but you have already traveled to Japan. All the letters I gave you were not opened..."

Hearing this, Yao Yilei's eyes were filled with tears, and her fingers holding the cigarette were trembling slightly.

Chen Zikun suddenly turned around and said, "You said, am I not qualified to ask who you are marrying!"

"Sorry, I don't know you." Yao Yilei was as cold as ice, and didn't even look at Chen Zikun, and left straight. Her high heels made a string of powerful and crisp sounds, as if she was mocking someone.

Chen Zikun took a deep breath and told herself to be calm. Yao Yilei is no longer the little girl who loved heroes and fantasies. She is now a Japanese wife and a noble lady in the Beijing social circle, and she is strangers to herself.

I don’t know when, Lu Xiaoman came behind Chen Zikun and said quietly: “Actually, Yao Yilei is not the kind of person you imagined.”

Chen Zikun did not answer.

"After the Zhi-Anhui War, Yao Qizhen, deputy director of the Ministry of Transport, was wanted as a traitor. Later, the president pardoned this group of people, but the Yao family was greatly damaged and the glory was no longer there. If it were not for the strong support of the Xiyuan family, Yao Qizhen would never have been able to take the position of vice president of the Bank of Communications."

After pausing, Lu Xiaoman said softly: "Yao Yilei sacrificed her happiness in exchange for her father's comeback."

With a "bang", the goblet in Chen Zikun's hand was broken, and blood flowed on his palm.

"Oh, you're bleeding, mom Wang, come with gauze and red potion." Lu Xiaoman shouted, and the guests leaned over and talked a lot, but the hostess was very capable of staying in a safe place and smiled: "It's okay, Wang Geng ordered two dozen crystal cups from France, and it would be okay to throw one more."

The guests smiled and continued their affairs. Only Yao Yilei in another corner bit her lips tightly and refused to let herself cry.

The servant quickly brought gauze and red mercury water. Lu Xiaoman skillfully helped Chen Zikun bandage the wound and whispered: "If you are a real knight, then there is still a chance to regain your beloved woman. Her wedding date with Nishiyuan Oyu will not be held until June."
Chapter completed!