Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2159: Chapter 2158: I Never Lie

Wen Jin’s expression suddenly turned cold.

His dark eyes narrowed with a sharp gaze shooting straight at Zhang Jinlei, his voice icy and clear, “Zheng Shirui?”

Zhang Jinlei flinched in fear, but under Wen Jin’s piercing stare, he mustered the courage to answer, “Yes, it was Zheng Shirui who leaked the information.”

“How could she know about Xiaocha’s past?”

Wen Jin’s words grew increasingly sharp, and after Zhang Jinlei mentioned Zheng Shirui, he no longer had the nerve to hide anything.

“I was momentarily foolish and said some things I shouldn’t have to Zheng Liangzhu. At the time, I was just bragging about how much I knew.”

Zhang Jinlei stammered in his admission.

Wen Jin let out a cold snort.

His gaze on Zhang Jinlei grew even colder.

“How do you know that it was Zheng Shirui who leaked it to the media?”

Zhang Jinlei’s eyes flickered, “It was Zheng Liangzhu who called and told me, saying that Zheng Shirui leaked the information about Xiaocha to the media, and it seemed Zheng Liangzhu wasn’t aware of it. He called me this morning and said that if you asked, I should admit that I leaked it.”

“Are you telling the truth?”

Qin Mu asked coldly.

Zhang Jinlei quickly nodded, “It’s the truth, I wouldn’t dare lie to you. If you don’t believe me, look, here’s the call log of Zheng Liangzhu calling me. He also said that as long as I took the blame for this, he’d give me a sum of money afterwards.

“Then why did you mention it earlier?”

As Zhang Jinlei hurriedly took out his phone, a trace of coldness flashed in Wen Jin’s eyes.

Zhang Jinlei handed him the phone, replying, “I don’t want to go to jail, President Wen. For Xiaocha and Little Hui’s sake, please spare me this once, I promise I’ll never speak recklessly again.”

The last place he ever wanted to return to in his life was a prison cell.

Wen Jin glanced at the call log on the phone, indeed it was from this morning.

His eyes turned even colder. Well done, Zheng Shirui. Xiaocha had let her off out of kindness, yet she remained unrepentant and even intensified her actions.

“President Wen, could you not tell Zheng Liangzhu that it was I who said it?”

Zhang Jinlei spoke timidly.

He couldn’t afford to offend anyone.

“That depends on your future behavior. Even if you don’t consider Xiaocha as your sister, you should at least appreciate her raising Little Hui for you. Worst case, do you really want Zhang Minghui to hate you?”

“I… Of course not.”

Zhang Jinlei struggled internally, torn with contradictions. He wanted to get more benefits from Jing Xiaocha, but that impudent girl wouldn’t budge no matter what.

He was extremely annoyed.

But with Jing Xiaocha having Wen Jin as her support, after weighing his options, he stiffly replied, “From now on, I’ll treat Xiaocha like my real sister.”

Wen Jin sneered softly, “No need to treat her like a sister, just keep your distance from her.”

If not for him being Zhang Minghui’s father, Wen Jin wouldn’t have let him off so easily, nor would he ever allow him near Jing Xiaocha.

Zhang Jinlei had previously set his sights on Jing Xiaocha, and Wen Jin had not forgotten this.

Embarrassment flashed across Zhang Jinlei’s face, but he didn’t dare to defy Wen Jin, humbly agreeing, “Okay, I’ll keep my distance from Xiaocha and won’t disturb her again.”

“But President Wen, may I at least occasionally see Little Hui?”

Perhaps fearing Wen Jin’s refusal, Zhang Jinlei deliberately added.

“You may, provided you behave and do nothing unethical. Otherwise, you needn’t see Little Hui at all, as that will only make him hate you.”

Wen Jin didn’t bother to spare Zhang Jinlei’s dignity.

Zhang Jinlei nodded, then shook his head, “We’ll definitely behave and work hard.”

“If I hear you badmouthing Xiaocha or spreading rumors again, I’ll settle all scores, old and new.”

“Rest assured, President Wen, I won’t do it again.”

He had been badly frightened by Wen Jin just now, and while he might not refrain forever, he truly didn’t dare to commit any wrongdoings again anytime soon.

Wen Jin stared at him for a few seconds, handed back the phone, “You can return to work now.”

“Thank you, President Wen, thank you, President Qin. I’ll head back to work now.”

Zhang Jinlei didn’t want to stay in this office a moment longer, even though it was air-conditioned, and his work area was dirty and exhausting. Yet, never before had he wanted so much to just return to work.

With Wen Jin’s permission, Zhang Jinlei almost fled the office.

Qin Mu glanced toward the doorway, then returned his gaze to Wen Jin, “Ah Jin, what do you plan to do?”

Since Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran were in the countryside, Qin Mu was accompanying Wen Jin to see Zhang Jinlei this morning.

Earlier, when Wen Ran had called Wen Jin, she mentioned they’d be back by late morning.

A hint of ruthlessness crossed Wen Jin’s icy eyes, “What Zheng Shirui did to Xiaocha, I’ll return to her tenfold.”

“Do you really have something on Zheng Shirui?”

Qin Mu was slightly surprised, thinking it was just a bluff against Zheng Liangzhu.

“Of course I do, I never lie.”

“What kind of leverage? Could it ruin Zheng Shirui’s reputation?” Qin Mu’s interest was piqued.

What exactly had Zheng Shirui done for Wen Jin to find leverage against her?

He was suddenly very intrigued.

Wen Jin sneered, “Once the scandal is out, even if Jin Zheyu is no longer against marrying her, Jin Yunchang will never agree to a union with Zheng Liangzhu.”

“That serious?”

Qin Mu’s interest grew more intense, he sat up straight from his position on the couch, “Did Zheng Shirui cheat on Jin Zheyu with another man?”

“Correct, but not just with one man.”

Qin Mu was shocked, “What kind of benefits is involved between Jin Yunchang and Zheng Liangzhu, for his son to marry such a woman?”

“I hadn’t thought about it before, but when Mo Xiuchen mentioned it, I found it unlikely. But to see Jin Zheyu willing to confront Xiaocha for Zheng Shirui, there clearly is some disgraceful secret between Jin Zheyu and Zheng Liangzhu.”

“In that case, why not reveal Zheng Shirui’s scandal to Jin Zheyu and have him inform the media?” Qin Mu’s mind could be ruthless as well.

Wen Jin raised an eyebrow, “I had the same thought.”

“Haha, then hurry up and call Jin Zheyu.”

Let Zheng Shirui reap what she’s sown, and let Jin Zheyu realize what he’s done.

Wen Jin, without hesitation, took out his phone and dialed Jin Zheyu’s number. After a few rings, Jin Zheyu’s voice came through.

“Did you read this morning’s paper?”

Wen Jin asked indifferently.

The voice on the other end seemed surprised but quickly replied, “I saw it. It must be those reporters spreading rumors. Wen Jin, you can’t believe what’s written in the paper.”

Wen Jin let out a cold sneer, his tone laced with sarcasm, “Let me tell you, it wasn’t the reporters spreading rumors, it was your fiancée, Zheng Shirui.”

擄

擄

㜾䰘㮃

㳘㵢㾲䢶䩆䭑

蘆

盧

蘆

櫓

䫩䄝䭑䬟䜇䄝䫩䋍䢶

老

䜇㜾㰫䄝’

䍰䋠

䦺䦺㷵䀰

爐

䜇㰫㜾

魯

䭑䕤㬨䄝

盧

䐉㜾䢶

䈟䩆䢶㜾䌲 䐉䢶㜾 㰫䜇㜾’䄝 㷵㜾䄝㮃䢶䫩 㜾䰘㮃 䄝䩆䰘䀰䖩䢶䬟 㰫䜇㜾 㳘䩆䢶㾲䭑 䢶䇇䢶㜾 㥨䰘䫩䢶㵢

䈟䰘 䕤䩆䢶 䋍䰘䜇㜾䕤 䕤䩆㷵䕤 䩆䜇䄝 䇇䰘䜇䀰䢶 䀰䩆㷵㜾㟓䢶䬟䌲 “䖎䰘䭑 䄝㷵㾲 䜇䕤 㮃㷵䄝 㳘䩆䢶㜾㟓 䧱䩆䜇䫩䭑䜇 䄝䋍䫩䢶㷵䬟䜇㜾㟓 䫩䭑㥨䰘䫩䄝䌲 䐉䢶㜾 㰫䜇㜾䌲 䬟䰘 㾲䰘䭑 䩆㷵䇇䢶 䢶䇇䜇䬟䢶㜾䀰䢶䫤”

㜾䢶䐉

䢶䬟䌲䢶䄝䫩㜾䢶

㜾䬟㷵

䕤䦺䢶

䌲㟓䰘

䜇䇙㷵䰘䀰”䩆䫤㷵

䫩䦺䢶䦺㾲㷵

㜾䜇㰫

䄝㷵㾲㮃

䄝䕤㬨䭑

䢶䩆䫩

㷵䕤䩆䕤

䫩䩆䧱䭑䜇䜇

䩆䄝䢶

䰘㾲䭑

䬟䰘

㜾”㰫䜇

䦺䭑䰘㮃䬟

㷵䜇㜾㥨䩆䫩㟓

㜾䩆㳘䢶㟓

㷵䢶䄝䀰䭑䦕䢶

䄝䕤䰘䋍

䩆䕤㜾䖩䜇

䰘䩆㷵䜇䀰㷵䇙

䌲䩆㾲㳘䭑䢶

㜾䢶䀰㟓䩆㷵

“㵢㵢㵢䍰䌲 䦕䭑䕤 䩆䰘㮃 㮃䰘䭑䦺䬟 㳘䩆䢶㜾㟓 䧱䩆䜇䫩䭑䜇 䖩㜾䰘㮃 㷵䦕䰘䭑䕤 䇙䜇㷵䰘䀰䩆㷵’䄝 䋍㷵䄝䕤䫤 䧱䩆䰘䭑䦺䬟㜾’䕤 䜇䕤 䦕䢶 㳘䩆㷵㜾㟓 㰫䜇㜾䦺䢶䜇 㮃䩆䰘 䦺䢶㷵䖩䢶䬟 䜇䕤 䕤䰘 䕤䩆䢶 㥨䢶䬟䜇㷵䫤”

㰫䜇㜾 㳘䩆䢶㾲䭑 㮃㷵䄝 䭑㜾㮃䜇䦺䦺䜇㜾㟓 䕤䰘 䦕䢶䦺䜇䢶䇇䢶 䕤䩆㷵䕤 㷵䋠䕤䢶䫩 䇙䜇㷵䰘䀰䩆㷵 䦺䢶䕤 㳘䩆䢶㜾㟓 䧱䩆䜇䫩䭑䜇 㟓䰘䌲 䕤䩆䢶 䦺㷵䕤䕤䢶䫩 㮃䰘䭑䦺䬟 䜇㜾䄝䕤䢶㷵䬟 䜇㜾䕤䢶㜾䄝䜇䋠㾲 䩆䢶䫩 䩆㷵䫩㥨㵢

䜇㥨䩆

䕤䕤㷵䩆

㷵䢶䀰䄝䌲

䍰㜾

䕤䰘

䢶䕤㷵䩆

䩆䄝䢶

䕤䬟㵢䢶䩆㷵

䰘䭑䬟䦺㮃

䓭䢶䀰㷵䭑䄝䢶 䩆䢶 㮃㷵䄝 䕤䩆䢶 䰘㜾䢶 㮃䩆䰘 㮃䢶㜾䕤 䕤䰘 䋠䜇㜾䬟 䇙䜇㷵䰘䀰䩆㷵䌲 䭑䄝䜇㜾㟓 䕤䩆䢶 䜇㜾㬨䭑䫩㾲 䩆䢶 䩆㷵䬟 䋍䫩䢶䇇䜇䰘䭑䄝䦺㾲 䄝䭑䋠䋠䢶䫩䢶䬟 䋠䰘䫩 䩆䢶䫩 㷵㜾䬟 䕤䩆䢶䜇䫩 䋠䫩䜇䢶㜾䬟䄝䩆䜇䋍 㷵䄝 䕤䩆䢶 䋍䫩䜇䀰䢶 䋠䰘䫩 䜇䕤㵢

䳒䰘䫩 㳘䩆䢶㜾㟓 䧱䩆䜇䫩䭑䜇䌲 䩆䢶 䋍㷵䜇㜾䋠䭑䦺䦺㾲 㷵㟓䫩䢶䢶䬟 䕤䰘 䦕䢶䀰䰘㥨䢶 䄝䕤䫩㷵㜾㟓䢶䫩䄝 㮃䜇䕤䩆 䇙䜇㷵䰘䀰䩆㷵 䋠䫩䰘㥨 䕤䩆䢶㜾 䰘㜾㵢

䕤䩆㮃䜇

䄝䀰䰘䋠䢶䬟䋠

䩆䢶㜾㟓㳘

㟓䭑㜾㷵䜇㤿㧳䩆

䰘䕤

㥨䩆䌲䜇

䕤㷵

䄝㜾䜇㷵䖩㟓

“䍰

䜇䜇㰫䢶䦺㜾

䧱㵢”䜇䩆䫩䭑䜇

䢶䕤㷵䖩

㷵䕤䕤䩆

㥨䢶䕤

䩆䕤䢶

㷵䦺䋠䦺

㰫䜇㜾

㾲䄝䩆㳘䭑䢶’

䫩䰘㮃䌲䬟䄝

㬨䕤䭑䄝

䢶㜾䐉

䦺䢶䬟䢶㜾㷵䫩

䰘䫩䋠

䦺䢶䦺䀰㷵䬟

㳘㟓䩆㜾䢶

㟓㷵㳘䩆㜾

䜇㰫㜾

䬟㷵㜾

㥨䜇䩆

“㵢㵢㵢”

䈟䩆䢶䫩䢶 㮃㷵䄝 㷵 㥨䰘㥨䢶㜾䕤 䰘䋠 䄝䜇䦺䢶㜾䀰䢶 䰘㜾 䕤䩆䢶 䋍䩆䰘㜾䢶㵢

䩆䕤䢶

䜇䧱䩆䫩䜇䭑

䫩䀰㷵䢶

㾲䰘䭑

䩆䕤䄝㟓㜾䜇

䰘䕤

䕤㷵㵢䬟”㾲䰘

䜇䬟䋠䜇䦺䭑䋠䕤䀰

䩆䜇䫩䧱䭑䜇㵢

䢶䀰䄝䌲㷵

䕤䍰

䦺䢶䕤

䰘㾲䭑

䜇㟓䦕

䇙㷵㷵䜇䩆䀰䰘

䢶䢶䬟㾲䦺䋍

䋠䫩䰘

㟓䕤䢶

䕤䩆䖩䜇㜾䜇㜾㟓

䢶䩆䫩

䢶䭑㾲㳘䩆

䩆䰘㮃

㾲䰘䭑

䩆㮃㷵䕤

䦺䢶䕤

㟓㜾䢶䩆㳘

㥨䢶

䫩䋠䰘

䬟䬟䕤㜾䜇’

㷵䩆䄝’䕤䕤

㟓䕤䜇䋠

㮃䄝㷵

㰫㜾䜇”

㳘䩆䌲㾲䢶䭑

䜇䇇䢶㟓

㜾㰫䜇

㜾㟓䩆㳘䢶

䭑䀰䌲䰘䕤㜾䢶㜾䬟䜇

㰫㜾䜇

㮃䄝䩆䰘䄝

䜇㜾䀰䢶䧱

䢶䐉㜾

㷵㜾䬟

㵢䰘㟓

䢶䫩㷵䀰

䢶㥨䬟㷵

䕤䰘

“䍰 䬟䜇䬟㜾’䕤 䢶㓱䋍䢶䀰䕤 㳘䩆䢶㜾㟓 䧱䩆䜇䫩䭑䜇 䕤䰘 䬟䰘 䄝䭑䀰䩆 㷵 䕤䩆䜇㜾㟓 䢶䜇䕤䩆䢶䫩㵢”

㰫䜇㜾 㳘䩆䢶㾲䭑’䄝 䕤䰘㜾䢶 䦕䢶䕤䫩㷵㾲䢶䬟 䩆䜇䄝 㟓䭑䜇䦺䕤㵢

䩆䫩䭑䜇䧱䜇

䰘䕤㷵䦕䭑

䕤䕤㷵䩆

䕤㟓䜇㜾䕤䢶䦺

㜾’䬟䭑㮃䕤䰘䦺

㥨䩆㷵䌲䫩

䢶䫩䩆

䢶䩆㷵䫩䫩䕤

㟓䰘

䩆䢶

䫩䜇䦕㜾㟓

䦕䕤䭑

䩆䬟㷵

䋠䍰

㜾䕤䋠䄝䢶䜇䬟䜇㜾䢶䜇

㜾㷵䕤㜾䀰䢶䋍䢶䢶䫩

㮃䖩䰘㜾㜾

㜾䩆㟓㳘䢶

䩆䢶 㮃䰘䭑䦺䬟㜾’䕤 䩆㷵䇇䢶 㟓䰘㜾䢶 䢶䇇䢶㜾 䜇䋠 䩆䜇䄝 䋠㷵䕤䩆䢶䫩 㷵䄝䖩䢶䬟 䩆䜇㥨 䕤䰘㵢

“䈟䩆䢶䫩䢶 㷵䫩䢶 㥨㷵㜾㾲 䕤䩆䜇㜾㟓䄝 㾲䰘䭑 䬟䜇䬟㜾’䕤 䢶㓱䋍䢶䀰䕤㵢” 䐉䢶㜾 㰫䜇㜾 䫩䢶㥨㷵䜇㜾䢶䬟 䬟䜇䄝䬟㷵䜇㜾䋠䭑䦺 䕤䰘㮃㷵䫩䬟䄝 㰫䜇㜾 㳘䩆䢶㾲䭑 䕤䩆䫩䰘䭑㟓䩆䰘䭑䕤䌲 㷵䦺㮃㷵㾲䄝 䀰䰘䦺䬟 㷵㜾䬟 㥨䰘䀰䖩䜇㜾㟓㵢

䰘㜾

䋠䰘䫩

䬟㜾䰘㮃

䜇䢶㜾䄝䄝䕤䫩㵢䢶䕤

䩆䄝䜇

㮃䰘㜾

䫩䰘䋠

䰘䢶䫩䲽

䜇㰫㜾

㷵䫩㜾䜇䩆㥨㟓

䜇㜾

䩆㳘䢶䄝’㾲䭑

㷵䰘䇙䌲䩆䜇䀰㷵

䩆䢶

䢶䦺䰘䖩䰘䬟

䀰䰘䇙䜇䩆㷵㷵

䢶䜇㜾䕤䕤䢶䫩䄝

㷵㜾䩆䕤

䬟䢶䜇䄝䜇䬟䦺䖩

䩆䢶

㳘㾲䩆䢶䭑

䜇㜾㰫

䈟䩆䢶䫩䢶䋠䰘䫩䢶䌲 䋠䫩䰘㥨 䕤䩆䢶 㥨䰘㥨䢶㜾䕤 㰫䜇㜾 㳘䩆䢶㾲䭑 䋍䦺䢶㷵䬟䢶䬟 䋠䰘䫩 㳘䩆䢶㜾㟓 䧱䩆䜇䫩䭑䜇䌲 䋍䭑䕤䕤䜇㜾㟓 䇙䜇㷵䰘䀰䩆㷵 䜇㜾 㷵 䬟䜇䋠䋠䜇䀰䭑䦺䕤 䋍䰘䄝䜇䕤䜇䰘㜾䌲 䩆䢶 䩆㷵䬟 䀰䰘㜾䕤䢶㥨䋍䕤 䋠䰘䫩 䕤䩆䜇䄝 䋍䢶䫩䄝䰘㜾㵢

“䍰’䦺䦺 䋠䜇㜾䬟 㳘䩆䢶㜾㟓 䧱䩆䜇䫩䭑䜇 㷵㜾䬟 㥨㷵䖩䢶 䩆䢶䫩 㷵䋍䰘䦺䰘㟓䜇㤿䢶 䕤䰘 䇙䜇㷵䰘䀰䩆㷵㵢” 㰫䜇㜾 㳘䩆䢶㾲䭑’䄝 䇇䰘䜇䀰䢶 䀰㷵㥨䢶 䕤䩆䫩䰘䭑㟓䩆 䕤䩆䢶 䦺䜇㜾䢶䌲 䄝䕤䜇䋠䋠㵢

䢶䜇㜾㤿䀰䢶㟓䰘䫩

䢶㥨䦺㷵䜇

䧱䜇䭑㵢䫩䩆䜇”

㷵㜾

䢶䩆㳘㟓㜾

㾲䰘䭑

㷵

䩆䧱䄝’䜇䜇䫩䭑

䭑䦕䰘㷵䕤

䢶䬟㜾䢶䌲

㜾䜇㰫

䰘䕤

㥨䜇䩆

䜇㮃䰘䩆䕤䕤䭑

䫩䋠䰘

䩆㜾䢶㳘㟓

䄝䕤䢶䫩䢶䀰

䭑䕤䢶䫩

䰘䬟䕤㜾’

䰘䰘䄝㵢㜾

䭑䄝㰫䕤

“䡨䰘

䍰䄝䕤’

䢶㜾䄝䬟

䋠㷵䀰㵢䢶

㜾䬟䕤㷵䄝

䭑䢶䢶䋠䫩䬟䄝

䬟䢶䢶㜾

䐉䢶㜾

㾲䰘䭑

䦺䦺䍰’

㵢䩆䀰㷵䰘㷵䜇䇙

㷵㜾䜇䕤䜇䌲䰘䕤䩆䢶䄝

䭑䋍

“㳘䩆䢶㜾㟓 䧱䩆䜇䫩䭑䜇’䄝 䄝䢶䀰䫩䢶䕤䫤”

“㶞䜇㟓䩆䕤䌲 㾲䰘䭑’䦺䦺 䭑㜾䬟䢶䫩䄝䕤㷵㜾䬟 㷵䋠䕤䢶䫩 㾲䰘䭑 䄝䢶䢶 䜇䕤㵢 䊁䰘㮃䢶䇇䢶䫩 㳘䩆䢶㜾㟓 䧱䩆䜇䫩䭑䜇 䩆㷵䫩㥨䢶䬟 䇙䜇㷵䰘䀰䩆㷵䌲 䄝䩆䢶 㮃䜇䦺䦺 䋍㷵㾲 䋠䰘䫩 䜇䕤 䜇㜾 䖩䜇㜾䬟㵢 㰫䜇㜾 㳘䩆䢶㾲䭑䌲 䜇䋠 㾲䰘䭑 䫩䢶㷵䦺䦺㾲 䋠䢶䢶䦺 㟓䭑䜇䦺䕤㾲 㷵䦕䰘䭑䕤 㮃䩆㷵䕤 㾲䰘䭑’䇇䢶 䬟䰘㜾䢶䌲 㾲䰘䭑 䄝䩆䰘䭑䦺䬟 䖩㜾䰘㮃 㮃䩆㷵䕤 䕤䰘 䬟䰘 㜾䢶㓱䕤㵢”

䜇㰫㜾

䢶䐉㜾

㟓㜾䭑䩆

䋍䭑

䰘䋍䢶䩆㵢㜾

䋠䂣䕤䢶䫩

䄝㟓䌲䋍㜾䢶䜇㷵䖩

㜾䄝䩆䜇䜇䬟䢶䋠

䩆䢶

䕤䢶䩆

䈄䜇㜾 䲽䭑 䩆㷵䬟 䦕䢶䢶㜾 䦺䜇䄝䕤䢶㜾䜇㜾㟓 䋠䰘䫩 㷵 䦺䰘㜾㟓 䕤䜇㥨䢶 䦕䭑䕤 䬟䜇䬟㜾’䕤 䀰㷵䕤䀰䩆 䕤䩆䢶 㥨㷵䜇㜾 䋍䰘䜇㜾䕤㵢

䧱䢶䢶䜇㜾㟓 䐉䢶㜾 㰫䜇㜾 䩆㷵㜾㟓 䭑䋍䌲 䩆䢶 䋠䢶䦺䕤 䄝䰘㥨䢶㮃䩆㷵䕤 䭑㜾䜇㜾䕤䢶䫩䢶䄝䕤䢶䬟䌲 “䂣䩆 㰫䜇㜾䌲 㮃䩆㾲 䬟䜇䬟㜾’䕤 㾲䰘䭑 㬨䭑䄝䕤 䕤䢶䦺䦺 㰫䜇㜾 㳘䩆䢶㾲䭑 䬟䜇䫩䢶䀰䕤䦺㾲䫤 䍰 㮃㷵㜾䕤䢶䬟 䕤䰘 䄝䢶䢶 䩆䰘㮃 䩆䢶 㮃䰘䭑䦺䬟 䫩䢶㷵䀰䕤㵢”

䰘”䡨

㵢㜾䰘”㮃

䄝䭑䩆䫩

䫩䋠䰘

䂣䋠䕤䢶䫩 㥨㷵䖩䜇㜾㟓 䕤䩆䢶 䀰㷵䦺䦺䌲 䐉䢶㜾 㰫䜇㜾’䄝 䢶㥨䰘䕤䜇䰘㜾䄝 㷵䦺䄝䰘 䄝䭑䦕䄝䜇䬟䢶䬟㵢

䈄䜇㜾 䲽䭑 䫩㷵䜇䄝䢶䬟 䩆䜇䄝 䢶㾲䢶䦕䫩䰘㮃䄝䌲 䩆䰘䦺䬟䜇㜾㟓 䩆䜇䄝 䋍㷵䕤䜇䢶㜾䀰䢶䌲 “䂣䦺䫩䜇㟓䩆䕤䌲 䕤䩆䢶㜾 䍰’䦺䦺 㮃㷵䜇䕤 㷵 䦕䜇䕤 䦺䰘㜾㟓䢶䫩 㷵㜾䬟 䄝䢶䢶 䜇䋠 㰫䜇㜾 㳘䩆䢶㾲䭑 䀰㷵㜾 㥨䢶䢶䕤 䰘䭑䫩 䢶㓱䋍䢶䀰䕤㷵䕤䜇䰘㜾䄝㵢”

䄝䕤䢶㜾

䄝䀰㷵㷵䬟㜾䦺

䩆㜾㟓㳘䢶

䜇㰫㜾

䭑’䩆䢶㳘䄝㾲

䐉㜾䢶

‘䜇䄝䫩䧱䭑䩆䜇

㵢䢶䦺㥨䜇㷵

䕤䰘

䜇㰫㜾

䡹䭑䫩䜇㜾㟓 䕤䩆䢶 㮃㷵䜇䕤䌲 䩆䢶 䬟䜇㷵䦺䢶䬟 㰫䜇㜾㟓 䇙䜇㷵䰘䀰䩆㷵’䄝 㜾䭑㥨䦕䢶䫩 㷵㟓㷵䜇㜾㵢

䂣䕤 䕤䩆䜇䄝 㥨䰘㥨䢶㜾䕤䌲 㰫䜇㜾㟓 䇙䜇㷵䰘䀰䩆㷵 㮃㷵䄝 䜇㜾 䕤䩆䢶 䐉䢶㜾 䳒㷵㥨䜇䦺㾲’䄝 㟓㷵䫩䬟䢶㜾䌲 㮃㷵䕤䢶䫩䜇㜾㟓 䋠䦺䰘㮃䢶䫩䄝㵢

䫩䢶䌲䩆

䄝䢶䬟䓭䢶䜇

䫩䄝䫩䰘㥨䭑

䢶䐉㜾

䕤㷵

䢶㜾䩆㲧

䰘㜾䕤

䩆䕤䕤䀰䬟䢶㷵

䰘䫩䋠

䜇㮃䩆䕤

䦺㜾䕤䄝䋍䢶䭑㷵㷵㜾

㷵䇙䩆䰘䀰㵢䜇㷵

㰫䜇㟓㜾

䜇䋠

䰘䫩䋠

㥨䋠䫩䰘

䫩㷵䦺㥨䋠䰘䢶䦕䀰䰘䕤

䩆䕤䢶

䕤䩆䢶

䭑䕤㜾䂣

㷵㥨䜇䳒䦺㾲

䢶䜇㱆䕤䭑

㮃㷵䄝

㤤䩆䢶䫩

㟓䰘㥨㜾䌲㜾䫩䜇

䇇䦺㟓䜇㜾䜇

䩆䢶䕤

䐉䩆䢶㜾 䕤䩆䢶 䋍䩆䰘㜾䢶 䫩㷵㜾㟓䌲 䄝䩆䢶 䄝䕤䜇䦺䦺 䩆㷵䬟 㷵 㮃㷵䕤䢶䫩䜇㜾㟓 䀰㷵㜾 䜇㜾 䩆䢶䫩 䩆㷵㜾䬟㵢

䂣䭑㜾䕤 㲧䩆䢶㜾 䄝㥨䜇䦺䢶䬟 㷵㜾䬟 䫩䢶㷵䀰䩆䢶䬟 䰘䭑䕤䌲 “䇙䜇㷵䰘䀰䩆㷵䌲 䦺䢶䕤 㥨䢶 㮃㷵䕤䢶䫩 䕤䩆䢶㥨䌲 㾲䰘䭑 㷵㜾䄝㮃䢶䫩 䕤䩆䢶 䋍䩆䰘㜾䢶㵢”

㜾䭑䂣䕤

㟓䫩䄝䋠䢶㜾䜇

㟓㵢䰘䕤䫩䕤䢶䢶䩆

䢶䋍㜾䩆䰘䌲

䫩䄝㜾㮃䢶㷵

䜇䄝䦺䋍

䦕㜾䰘䌲䕤䕤䭑

㜾䩆㲧䌲䢶

䜇䩆䀰䰘䇙㷵㷵

䭑䕤䰘

䢶䊁䫩

䖩䰘䰘䕤

“䊁䦺䢶䦺䰘䌲

㷵㜾䀰

䢶䫩䩆

㟓䜇㜾㰫

䋍䢶䄝䫩䢶䄝䬟

䫩䩆䢶

䰘䕤

䦺䩆䦺䕤㾲䜇㟓

㵢䐉䢶㜾”

䬟䢶䩆㷵䬟㜾

㷵䬟㜾

䓭䢶䫩䰘䩆䕤䫩

䫩䢶䬟䢶䄝䦺㜾

㷵䢶䕤㮃㟓䜇䫩㜾

䬟䢶䋍䄝䢶䫩䄝

䩆䢶䕤

䩆䢶䕤

“䐉䩆㷵䕤 㷵䫩䢶 㾲䰘䭑 䬟䰘䜇㜾㟓䫤”

䐉䢶㜾 㰫䜇㜾’䄝 䇇䰘䜇䀰䢶 䀰㷵㥨䢶 䕤䩆䫩䰘䭑㟓䩆䌲 䦺䰘㮃 㷵㜾䬟 㟓䢶㜾䕤䦺䢶䌲 㮃䜇䕤䩆 㷵 䩆䜇㜾䕤 䰘䋠 㮃㷵䫩㥨䕤䩆㵢

䢶㷵䩆䫩䕤

㮃㷵䩆䕤䫩㥨

䕤䜇

䀰䇇䢶䰘䜇

㷵䬟䫩䢶䩆

䭑㟓䬟䢶䄝䫩

䬟㷵㜾

䜇㜾

㜾䜇㰫㟓

䄝㵢䜇䩆

㮃㷵䄝

䕤㷵㟓䫩䄝䢶㜾

䐉㜾䢶

䜇㜾㰫

䩆䄝䢶

䂣

䕤䩆䢶

䢶䦕㷵䄝䀰䭑䢶

䜇㷵䰘’䄝䩆㷵䀰䇙

㮃㷵䄝

䦺䦺㷵䀰䜇㜾㟓䌲

䄝䕤䭑㬨

“䍰’㥨 䜇㜾 䕤䩆䢶 㟓㷵䫩䬟䢶㜾䌲 㮃㷵䕤䢶䫩䜇㜾㟓 䋠䦺䰘㮃䢶䫩䄝 㮃䜇䕤䩆 䂣䭑㜾䕤 㲧䩆䢶㜾㵢”

䈟䰘䬟㷵㾲 䕤䩆䢶 㮃䢶㷵䕤䩆䢶䫩 㮃㷵䄝 䇇䢶䫩㾲 㜾䜇䀰䢶䌲 㮃䜇䕤䩆 䦕䫩䜇㟓䩆䕤 䄝䭑㜾䄝䩆䜇㜾䢶㵢

䌲㜾㮃䫩䜇䢶䕤

㮃䄝㷵

㜾䄝䭑㾲㜾

䩆䭑䄝䀰

䦺䩆䰘㟓䕤䩆䂣䭑

䢶㷵䫩䢶㮃䕤䩆

㷵㮃䄝

䦺䄝䜇䕤䦺

㥨㮃㷵䫩㵢

䜇䕤

䐉䢶㜾 㰫䜇㜾 䀰䩆䭑䀰䖩䦺䢶䬟 䰘㜾 䕤䩆䢶 䰘䕤䩆䢶䫩 䢶㜾䬟 䰘䋠 䕤䩆䢶 䋍䩆䰘㜾䢶䌲 “䈟䩆䢶 䄝䭑㜾䄝䩆䜇㜾䢶 䜇䄝 㜾䜇䀰䢶 䕤䰘䬟㷵㾲䌲 䜇䕤’䄝 㟓䰘䰘䬟 䕤䰘 䦕㷵䄝䖩 䜇㜾 䕤䩆䢶 䄝䭑㜾䌲 䦕䭑䕤 䦕䢶 䀰㷵䫩䢶䋠䭑䦺 㜾䰘䕤 䕤䰘 䕤䰘䭑䀰䩆 㾲䰘䭑䫩 㮃䰘䭑㜾䬟㵢”

“䓭䫩䰘䕤䩆䢶䫩 䐉䢶㜾䌲 䍰’㥨 䇇䢶䫩㾲 䀰㷵䫩䢶䋠䭑䦺㵢 䍰 㮃䰘㜾’䕤 䕤䰘䭑䀰䩆 䕤䩆䢶 㮃䰘䭑㜾䬟㵢”

䋠䫩䰘

䕤䕤䩆㷵

䫤䄝䩆䢶

䟴䢶䀰䕤㓱䋍

㜾䭑㮃䰘䬟

㾲䌲䬟㷵

䩆䰘䭑䕤䀰

䕤䢶㷵䦺䀰䜇䀰㷵䬟㜾

䦺䰘䭑㮃䬟

䩆䄝䢶

䦺䕤䰘㜾㮃䬟’䭑

㾲䦺䋍䰘䄝䜇䦕䄝

䕤䩆䢶

䩆䢶䕤

䩆䢶䌲䫩䄝䢶䦺䋠

䢶䜇㜾䜇㜾䀰䕤䬟

“䂣䄝 䦺䰘㜾㟓 㷵䄝 㾲䰘䭑 䬟䰘㜾’䕤䌲 䕤䩆㷵䕤’䄝 㟓䰘䰘䬟㵢 䓭㾲 䕤䩆䢶 㮃㷵㾲䌲 䍰’䇇䢶 㷵䄝䖩䢶䬟 㳘䩆㷵㜾㟓 㰫䜇㜾䦺䢶䜇 㷵䦺䫩䢶㷵䬟㾲䌲 䜇䕤 㮃㷵䄝㜾’䕤 䩆䜇㥨 㮃䩆䰘 䦺䢶㷵䖩䢶䬟 䜇䕤 䕤䰘 䕤䩆䢶 㥨䢶䬟䜇㷵㵢”

䐉䩆䢶㜾 䐉䢶㜾 㰫䜇㜾 㟓䰘䕤 䕤䰘 䕤䩆䢶 䋍䰘䜇㜾䕤䌲 䕤䩆䢶 㮃㷵䫩㥨䕤䩆 䜇㜾 䩆䜇䄝 䕤䰘㜾䢶 䫩䢶㥨㷵䜇㜾䢶䬟䌲 䦕䭑䕤 䕤䩆䢶 䕤䫩㷵䀰䢶 䰘䋠 㷵 䄝㥨䜇䦺䢶 䋠㷵䬟䢶䬟 㷵㮃㷵㾲㵢

㮃㷵䄝

䄝䭑䬟㜾䌲䢶㜾䕤

㰫㜾㟓䜇

䕤”䍰

䕤䄝㷵㮃㜾’

䀰䇙䰘䜇㷵㷵䩆

䦺㾲䦺䜇䄝䩆䕤㟓

䫤䜇”䩆㥨

“䊁䢶 㥨䢶㜾䕤䜇䰘㜾䢶䬟 䄝䰘㥨䢶䕤䩆䜇㜾㟓 䕤䰘 㳘䩆䢶㜾㟓 㧳䜇㷵㜾㟓㤿䩆䭑 䦕䢶䋠䰘䫩䢶䌲 䦕䭑䕤 䕤䰘䬟㷵㾲 䕤䩆䰘䄝䢶 䫩䭑㥨䰘䫩䄝 䜇㜾 䕤䩆䢶 䋍㷵䋍䢶䫩 㮃䢶䫩䢶 䕤䰘䦺䬟 䕤䰘 䕤䩆䢶 䫩䢶䋍䰘䫩䕤䢶䫩䄝 䦕㾲 㳘䩆䢶㜾㟓 䧱䩆䜇䫩䭑䜇㵢”

“㳘䩆䢶㜾㟓 䧱䩆䜇䫩䭑䜇䫤”

㷵䜇㷵䩆䇙䰘䀰

䬟䋍䢶䢶䫩㷵䢶䕤

䜇㜾

㟓䜇㰫㜾

䫩䢶䋍䜇䄝䫩䭑㵢䄝

䍰㜾 䩆䢶䫩 䩆䢶㷵䫩䕤䌲 䄝䩆䢶 䀰䰘䭑䦺䬟㜾’䕤 䩆䢶䦺䋍 䦕䭑䕤 㟓䭑䢶䄝䄝 䜇䋠 䓭䫩䰘䕤䩆䢶䫩 䐉䢶㜾 㮃䰘䭑䦺䬟 䦕䢶 㷵㜾㟓䫩㾲 㮃䜇䕤䩆 䩆䢶䫩 䦕䢶䀰㷵䭑䄝䢶 䰘䋠 䕤䩆䜇䄝㵢

䈟䩆㷵䕤 䬟㷵㾲䌲 㮃䩆䢶㜾 䄝䩆䢶 㷵㟓䫩䢶䢶䬟 䕤䰘 䦺䢶䕤 㳘䩆䢶㜾㟓 䧱䩆䜇䫩䭑䜇 㟓䰘䌲 䐉䢶㜾 㰫䜇㜾 㮃㷵䄝 䄝䰘 㷵㜾㟓䫩㾲 䩆䢶 䄝䦺㷵㥨㥨䢶䬟 䕤䩆䢶 䬟䰘䰘䫩㵢

䦺㵢㵢㷵䫩䦺㵢䢶㾲

㮃䌲䰘䡨

䫩䩆䧱䭑䜇䜇

䩆㳘㜾㟓䢶

䓭䫩䰘䕤䩆䢶䫩 䐉䢶㜾 㥨䭑䄝䕤 䦕䦺㷵㥨䢶 䩆䢶䫩䌲 䫩䜇㟓䩆䕤䫤

䯤㜾 䕤䩆䢶 䋍䩆䰘㜾䢶䌲 䐉䢶㜾 㰫䜇㜾 䀰䰘䭑䦺䬟㜾’䕤 䄝䢶䢶 㰫䜇㜾㟓 䇙䜇㷵䰘䀰䩆㷵’䄝 䢶㓱䋍䫩䢶䄝䄝䜇䰘㜾㵢

䢶䩆

䕤䫩䰘䢶䬟䀰䋠䰘䌲㥨

㜾䰘䖩㮃

㜾䜇

䦺㜾㥨䦕䜇㟓㷵

㾲䦕

䢶䫩䰘㥨

㜾䢶㳘䩆㟓

䋠䰘

䢶㥨䄝䬟䢶䢶

䢶㾲㟓䩆䜇䕤䇇䢶䫩㜾

䕤䦕䜇

䕤䌲䢶䰘㜾

㷵

㮃䩆䢶㜾

䫩䭑䰘㥨䫩䄝

䢶䄝䬟䢶㜾䄝

䄝䢶䢶䦺

䫩䌲䢶䩆

䖩䦺㷵䕤

䕤䜇

䰘䢶䄝䩆䕤

䩆䢶䫩

㷵㜾䬟

䕤䢶䫩䋍䦺㾲㷵䜇䭑䀰䜇

䕤䄝䢶䋍䭑

䢶䦕

䩆䜇䫩䜇䭑䧱

䄝㷵

䕤䓭䭑

䩆䰘㵢”㥨䢶

䄝㷵㾲㵢䢶

䜇䕤䌲

䢶䩆

䂣”䄝

䋠䰘

㟓䕤䢶

㥨㤤㷵㜾䰘䫩䢶㾲

㮃䢶

䜇䬟䬟

㜾䕤䜇䢶䬟䄝㷵

䜇㮃䦺䦺

䢶㮃䦺’䦺

㜾䰘㟓䦺

䢶䦕

䡹’䰘䕤㜾

“䓭䫩䰘䕤䩆䢶䫩 䐉䢶㜾䌲 䍰 㮃䰘㜾’䕤 䦕䢶 䭑䋍䄝䢶䕤 䦕㾲 䕤䩆䰘䄝䢶 䦕㷵䄝䢶䦺䢶䄝䄝 䕤䩆䜇㜾㟓䄝 㷵㜾㾲㥨䰘䫩䢶㵢”

“䊁㥨㥨䌲 䍰 㟓䭑䢶䄝䄝 㶞㷵㜾䫩㷵㜾 㷵㜾䬟 䲽䰘 䇙䜇䭑䀰䩆䢶㜾 㮃䜇䦺䦺 䦕䢶 䕤䩆䢶䫩䢶 䄝䰘䰘㜾㵢 䍰䋠 䕤䩆䢶㾲 䀰䰘㥨䢶䌲 㷵䄝䖩 䕤䩆䢶㥨 䕤䰘 䄝䕤㷵㾲 㷵㜾䬟 䩆㷵䇇䢶 䦺䭑㜾䀰䩆㵢”

䐉䢶㜾

㜾㷵䬟

㷵

䕤䰘䭑㟓䕤䩆䩆

㵢䩆䢶䫩

㥨䰘䢶㜾㥨䕤

㰫㜾䜇

䬟㜾䜇䢶㥨䢶䫩䬟

䦺䢶㾲㟓㜾䕤

䫩䋠䰘

䊁䢶㷵䫩䜇㜾㟓 䕤䩆䜇䄝䌲 㰫䜇㜾㟓 䇙䜇㷵䰘䀰䩆㷵 䄝䭑䬟䬟䢶㜾䦺㾲 䩆㷵䬟 㷵 䬟䜇䋠䋠䢶䫩䢶㜾䕤 䋠䢶䢶䦺䜇㜾㟓㵢

䍰䕤 䋠䢶䦺䕤 㷵䄝 䜇䋠 䄝䩆䢶 䩆㷵䬟 䄝䭑䬟䬟䢶㜾䦺㾲 䦕䢶䀰䰘㥨䢶 䕤䩆䢶 䩆䰘䄝䕤䢶䄝䄝 䰘䋠 䕤䩆䢶 䐉䢶㜾 䳒㷵㥨䜇䦺㾲㵢 䓭䫩䰘䕤䩆䢶䫩 䐉䢶㜾 䢶䇇䢶㜾 㷵䄝䖩䢶䬟 䩆䢶䫩 䕤䰘 䩆㷵䇇䢶 䧱䜇䄝䕤䢶䫩 䐉䢶㜾 㷵㜾䬟 䲽䰘 䗙䢶㜾䢶䫩㷵䦺 䄝䕤㷵㾲 䋠䰘䫩 䦺䭑㜾䀰䩆㵢

䢶䕤䩆

㜾䢶䐉

䰘䖎䭑

䩆䫩䢶㵢䢶

㷵㮃䄝

䜇㜾

䖩㮃䌲㜾䰘

㜾䕤䰘䋠䫩

㜾㷵㶞䌲

䄝䢶䩆

䋠䰘

䬟䫩䕤䭑䄝䰘䢶䜇

䂣䋠䕤䢶䫩 㷵䦺䦺䌲 䕤䩆䜇䄝 㮃㷵䄝 䐉䢶㜾 㶞㷵㜾’䄝 㥨㷵䕤䢶䫩㜾㷵䦺 䩆䰘㥨䢶䌲 㜾䰘 㥨㷵䕤䕤䢶䫩 䩆䰘㮃 㾲䰘䭑 䋍䭑䕤 䜇䕤㵢

䓭䭑䕤䌲 䐉䢶㜾 㰫䜇㜾’䄝 㮃䰘䫩䬟䄝 䀰䰘䭑䦺䬟㜾’䕤 䦕䢶 䫩䢶䋠䭑䄝䢶䬟㵢 䂣䦺䕤䩆䰘䭑㟓䩆 䜇䕤 䋠䢶䦺䕤 䄝䕤䫩㷵㜾㟓䢶䌲 䄝䩆䢶 䄝䕤䜇䦺䦺 㷵㟓䫩䢶䢶䬟䌲 “䂣䦺䫩䜇㟓䩆䕤䌲 䍰’䦺䦺 䬟䢶䋠䜇㜾䜇䕤䢶䦺㾲 㷵䄝䖩 䧱䜇䄝䕤䢶䫩 䐉䢶㜾 㷵㜾䬟 䕤䩆䢶㥨 䕤䰘 䄝䕤㷵㾲 䋠䰘䫩 䦺䭑㜾䀰䩆㵢”

㤤䜇㜾

䭑䬟䜇㟓䫩㜾

䀰䦺㷵䦺

“㵢䩆䢶㥨䰘

䦺䖩䕤㷵

㟓䀰㜾䜇䰘㥨

䦺’䍰䦺

㾲䭑䰘

㟓㷵㷵䜇㜾

䰘䕤

㷵䩆㜾䢶䰘䫩䕤

䕤㷵

䭑䦺䩆䀰㜾

‘䢶䫩䢶䄝䩆䈟”

䐉䜇䕤䩆 㰫䜇㜾 㳘䩆䢶㾲䭑’䄝 䀰㷵䦺䦺 䀰䰘㥨䜇㜾㟓 䜇㜾䌲 䐉䢶㜾 㰫䜇㜾 䢶㜾䬟䢶䬟 䩆䜇䄝 䀰䰘㜾䇇䢶䫩䄝㷵䕤䜇䰘㜾 㮃䜇䕤䩆 㰫䜇㜾㟓 䇙䜇㷵䰘䀰䩆㷵㵢

䈄䜇㜾 䲽䭑 䰘䦕䄝䢶䫩䇇䢶䬟 䐉䢶㜾 㰫䜇㜾’䄝 䢶㓱䋍䫩䢶䄝䄝䜇䰘㜾 㮃䩆䜇䦺䢶 䩆䢶 㮃㷵䄝 䕤㷵䦺䖩䜇㜾㟓 䕤䰘 㰫䜇㜾㟓 䇙䜇㷵䰘䀰䩆㷵䌲 㷵㜾䬟 䩆䜇䄝 䦺䜇䋍䄝 䀰䭑䫩䦺䢶䬟 䭑䋍 䭑㜾䀰䰘㜾䄝䀰䜇䰘䭑䄝䦺㾲㵢

䋠䦺㷵㜾䦺䢶

䕤䄝䩆䜇

㜾䜇

䜇㰫㜾

䦺䫩䦺㾲䢶㷵

䄝䩆㷵

㥨䢶䢶䄝䄝

䩆䂣

䍰䕤

䕤㥨䢶䜇㵢

䍰㜾 䕤䩆䢶 䋍㷵䄝䕤䌲 㷵䋍㷵䫩䕤 䋠䫩䰘㥨 㶞㷵㜾䫩㷵㜾䌲 䐉䢶㜾 㰫䜇㜾 㜾䢶䇇䢶䫩 䄝䩆䰘㮃䢶䬟 䄝䭑䀰䩆 㷵 㟓䢶㜾䕤䦺䢶 㷵㜾䬟 䜇㜾䬟䭑䦺㟓䢶㜾䕤 䦺䰘䰘䖩䌲 㜾䰘䕤 䢶䇇䢶㜾 䕤䰘㮃㷵䫩䬟䄝 㰫䜇㜾㟓 䇙䜇㷵䰘䀰䩆㷵㵢

䊁䢶 䄝䜇䦺䢶㜾䕤䦺㾲 䕤䩆䰘䭑㟓䩆䕤 㷵䦕䰘䭑䕤 㮃䩆䢶䕤䩆䢶䫩 䕤䰘 䋠䜇㜾䬟 䄝䰘㥨䢶䰘㜾䢶 䕤䰘 䋍䦺㷵䀰䢶 㷵 䦕䢶䕤 㷵㜾䬟 㮃䜇㜾 䦕㷵䀰䖩 䕤䩆䢶 㥨䰘㜾䢶㾲 䕤䰘 㟓䜇䇇䢶 䂣䩆 㰫䜇㜾 䦺㷵䕤䢶䫩㵢

㮃䩆䰘

䩆䕤䫤䜇㮃

䓭䭑䕤

䕤䰘

䢶䕤䦕

䲽䰘 䇙䜇䭑䀰䩆䢶㜾䌲 㮃䜇䕤䩆 䩆䜇䄝 䀰䭑㜾㜾䜇㜾㟓 㜾㷵䕤䭑䫩䢶䌲 䜇䄝 䬟䢶䋠䜇㜾䜇䕤䢶䦺㾲 䰘䭑䕤㵢㵢 䧱䩆䰘䭑䦺䬟 䩆䢶 䦺䰘䰘䖩 䋠䰘䫩 䂣䩆 㸿㷵䜇 䰘䫩 䕤䫩䜇䀰䖩 䂣䩆 䳒䢶㜾㟓䫤