Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

In the room, time passed by minute by minute.

Seeing that Li Jianfu and Lin Xi had been out for a long time and had not returned, Mr. John, who was sitting behind the desk, became more and more anxious.

His fingers tapped unconsciously on the smooth tabletop, his eyes frequently looked towards the closed door, and beads of sweat gradually seeped out of his forehead.

Shen Jingyuan took in his restlessness calmly, a barely perceptible cold light flashing in his eyes.

He raised his hand, glanced at his watch elegantly, and said calmly, "Mr. John, it's almost half past five. From our conversation just now, it seems that our cooperation concepts are not consistent. I'm afraid this deal won't be concluded today."

Mr. John's expression suddenly tightened when he heard this. He hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe his forehead, and said with a forced smile, "Mr. Shen, don't worry. I am very sincere about cooperating with you!"

As he spoke, he swallowed and forced himself to withdraw his gaze from the closed door. He looked at Shen Jingyuan and said, "Look, it's getting late. I've already asked someone to prepare dinner. Why don't we move to the restaurant and talk while we eat? Many things can be discussed more openly at the dinner table..."

Not sure if it was a psychological effect or if John forgot to hide it in his panic, but Shen Jingyuan felt that as he became nervous, his Chinese, which was originally so poor that he needed to rely on a translator from time to time to communicate smoothly, became fluent.

Shen Jingyuan felt cold in his heart and was about to refuse outright, but suddenly a high-pitched voice with obvious panic and pain came from outside the door.

"what!"

Hearing this voice, Shen Jingyuan's face suddenly changed. He stood up abruptly, completely ignoring Mr. John who wanted to stop him behind the table. He rushed to the door in a few big strides and suddenly opened the heavy solid wooden door.

In the dimly lit corridor, Lin Xi was slumped on the thick carpet, her face as pale as paper, her delicate brows tightly knitted, she was holding her ankle, and she looked in great pain.

"Yueya!" Shen Jingyuan's eyes tightened, and he took a step forward and was about to bend down to help her.

At this moment, a puzzled voice came from the side: "What's wrong with Madam Shen?"

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw Li Jianfu appear at the other end of the corridor, holding a tray with a wine bottle, wine glasses and some desserts.

Seeing the two people looking at him, his face was filled with just the right amount of worry. His eyes fell on Lin Xi who was sitting on the ground, and his tone was full of confusion, "Why is Madam Shen sitting on the ground?"

Although he had a smile on his face, if you looked closely, you could see that the smile did not reach his eyes. Deep in those dark eyes, there was a cold scrutiny.

Lin Xi met his eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and shuddered for no reason.

Thinking of the waitress's strange eyes and the information she had just observed and learned, her already pale face suddenly became even more frosty.

Lin Xi subconsciously avoided Li Jianfu's sight, and instead grabbed Shen Jingyuan's arm, crying with grievance: "I... I twisted my foot, it hurts..."

Upon hearing this, Shen Jingyuan frowned and immediately lowered his head to check her injury, "Which foot? Let me see."

Lin Xi quickly took his hand and guided his palm to cover her right ankle. At the same time, her fingertips quickly moved across his palm a few times.

Feeling the slightly distorted but extremely clear word "Wo" coming from his palm, Shen Jingyuan's eyes suddenly became stern. All the doubts that had arisen when he was dealing with John and Li Jianfu before turned into an extremely clear answer at this moment.

John may indeed be from Handel & Co., but he has obviously been bribed or controlled by the Japanese forces headed by Li Jianfu. Today's so-called "business negotiation" was a carefully planned Hongmen Banquet targeting them from beginning to end.

Although the other party's purpose is not yet completely clear, judging from the cautious probing in John and Li Jianfu's words just now, they obviously have not yet fully understood his background, so they dare not act rashly and are still trying to find out his true identity.

This is exactly the reason why Shen Jingyuan went to the mountain despite knowing that there was a tiger there - the other party had some concerns and would not dare to kill them easily.

Although his heart was in turmoil, Shen Jingyuan remained calm on the surface. He just followed Lin Xi's performance, and his tone was filled with a bit of blame and heartache: "Why are you so careless?"

As he spoke, he exerted a little force on his arms and gently helped the man up. "Can you still walk?"

Meeting his gaze, Lin Xi knew that he understood the message she wanted to convey, and she couldn't help but feel relieved. However, her expression continued, she cried out in pain and complained, her voice full of pampering and domineering.

"What a lousy place! The waitress was so arrogant! I said a few words to her and she just left me and ran away!"

"The corridor is dark, and the floor is covered with such thick, soft carpet, but it's full of potholes. I twisted my ankle and it hurts so much! I don't want to stay here anymore. I want to go back, right now!"

As she spoke, she held Shen Jingyuan's arm tightly, her body trembling slightly, perfectly portraying the image of a rich lady who was deeply wronged, in unbearable pain, and was about to leave in a bad mood.

Shen Jingyuan cooperated with her, comforting his wife in his arms with a gentle voice, while turning around and giving an embarrassed smile to Mr. John who had chased out.

"I'm sorry, Mr. John, my wife twisted her foot and I have to take her to the doctor. I'll be leaving now."

"No..." Mr. John, who was a little out of breath after running, suddenly showed a very embarrassed expression on his face when he saw this. He opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to ask her to stay, but he had no legitimate reason.

"No need to go to so much trouble..." A gloomy and low voice forcefully interrupted Mr. John.

At the other end of the corridor, Li Jianfu - or to be more precise, Suzuki - walked slowly and elegantly towards the group, carrying a tray.

"There is a doctor in the club who can treat Mrs. Shen's foot injury."

As Suzuki spoke, he nodded to John, whose lips were trembling beside him, and said, "You are right, Mr. John."

"Yes... yes..." Mr. John's body stiffened, and he nodded subconsciously. As if he suddenly thought of something, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and he said hurriedly, "I, I'll go call a doctor right away."

"No need!" Shen Jingyuan tightened his grip around Lin Xi's arm and coldly rejected Suzuki's proposal. "We can find a doctor ourselves, so there's no need to trouble Mr. John, our 'master', to make a trip."

Suzuki seemed not to hear the sarcasm in Shen Jingyuan's tone that he was "meddling in other people's business". The smile on his face remained unchanged, but his eyes became more gloomy, and his tone became a little tough.

"That won't do. Madam Shen's foot injury looks serious. We can't delay. Please both of you move into the room. The 'doctor' will be here soon."

Almost at the moment he finished speaking, bursts of small and dull footsteps suddenly rang out from both ends of the corridor, accompanied by the dull sound of metal and leather colliding, which suddenly fell into Lin Xi's ears.

She suddenly raised her head and looked towards the side of the corridor, only to see at the end of the corridor, a dozen Japanese warriors wearing black clothes and black pants, holding long swords, with stern faces, rushing towards this side in a hurry!