She Lives without Regret in This Life

Chapter 1494: Chapter 1569: Compensate Me with a Man

I wonder how she’s doing after arriving in M Country? Has she found Sheng Ning? Has the Living Yama gone to assist?

After a long time, he sighed. It didn’t matter if he disappeared, but An’an must not get into trouble, or he really would die of regret.

“This stubborn piece of work.”

The guard was full of anger.

“Just kill him, what’s the use of keeping him?”

For so many days, they used plenty of torture to try and make Qin Yue yield, or to pry some useful information from him. But to no avail.

“Miss.” Cecil’s arrival made the guards quickly bow their heads to greet her.

“Get out.”

“Yes!”

The originally bowed Qin Yue slowly lifted his head, looking at the woman before him, his gaze gradually sweeping past the necklace around her neck, his lips curling into a cold smile. “What? Here to avenge your man?” he casually said.

If he remembered correctly, among those he killed during the Keperta siege, one was supposed to be paired with this woman in front of him.

Cecil’s face was icy cold, completely different from when she was with Keperta. The whip in her hand cracked with snaps, “Hang him up for me.”

“Yes!” Immediately, several people rushed forward and quickly hung Qin Yue up again.

Cecil’s face was seductive as she approached step by step, her eyes sliding inch by inch over Qin Yue’s body, his deep eyes, high nose, sexy thin lips, and a lean physique that was no lesser than Western men.

She nodded with satisfaction.

“You killed my man, so you have to make it up to me with another.”

“Ha ha ha…” Qin Yue laughed like he’d heard some joke. Clearly in pain from his wounds and suffering fractures all over his body, breathing was tough yet he laughed heartily.

“I say, what’s wrong with you, woman? You seem seriously unwell.” Just a moment ago she was fiercely wanting to avenge her man, but now without blinking, she’s seeking a new man.

“Just how desperate are you for a man?”

Cecil was completely unmoved, on her beautiful face was a determination to win, “You Orientals have a saying about destiny, and you are destined to become my Cecil’s man.”

****

Feng Manor, early this morning welcomed a distinguished guest, with Housekeeper Xing personally leading people to stand in two rows from the front gate to the living room. Even the Feng Family’s young masters and misses were in formal attire, all standing at the foot of the stairs waiting.

Mr. Feng’s eldest son, Feng Zhifu, had also returned.

“Who exactly is coming?” Feng Zhifu, now over fifty, had long lost the drive to fight for power, mainly managing the business of antiques in the family enterprise.

He is also a renowned treasure appraiser internationally.

“It is your cousin.” Housekeeper Xing replied.

“My cousin?” Feng Zhifu frowned, thought for a moment then realized, “Could he be from the mainland, Aunt’s son?” He hadn’t returned to the estate in a long time, but he was aware of many decisions his father made.

And he was firmly supportive, including father’s choice of making Sheng Ning the heir of the family.

Feng Zhifu had a nearly obsessive admiration for Mr. Feng, being the eldest son, he knew that when the Feng Family first arrived in M Country, they were not as illustrious as they are today.

At that time, it was Father who turned the tide and led the Feng Family to new heights.

So, he believed every decision made by his father was right.

“That’s correct! It’s Aunt Zhifen’s youngest son.”

櫓

虜

蘆

盧

䓗䅌䅌䧝䟟䟧㪗㺗㡥䭮”

盧

擄

㨜㡥㜋䅌

虜

老

䥘㨜䴴䟟

魯

䅌㩈”䟟

㺗㴉㺗㪗䥘㪗䥘䓗㔣㟴

老”䴙䅌䧝㿵 㡥㜋䅌㨜 䓗䟟䅌 㺗㩨㓖䅌䅌㓖 㜐㨜 㴉㺗䥘㪗䥘㟴㺗㔣䓗㪗 䟟䅌㪗䓗㡥㺗䟧䅌䧝㶧”

㗕䅌㩨㟴 䬦㜋㺗䧭䴴 㔣䥘䴴㪗㓖 㴉䓗䟟䅌㪗㨜 㔣䥘㩨㡥䓗㺗㩨 㜋㺗䧝 䅌䖈㔣㺗㡥䅌㜐䅌㩨㡥㶧 㹁㡥 䦮䓗䧝 䥘㩨㪗㨜 㡥㜋䅌 䥘㪗㓖䅌䟟 㟴䅌㩨䅌䟟䓗㡥㺗䥘㩨 䦮㜋䥘 㪗䥘㩨㟴䅌㓖 䧭䥘䟟 㡥㜋䅌㺗䟟 㜋䥘㜐䅌㪗䓗㩨㓖 䓗㩨㓖 㜋䓗㓖 䧝䴴㔣㜋 䧝㡥䟟䥘㩨㟴 䅌㜐䥘㡥㺗䥘㩨䧝㶧 䓵䅌䓗䟟㺗㩨㟴 㡥㜋䓗㡥 㺗㡥 䦮䓗䧝 㩈䴴㩨㡥 䬦㜋㺗䧭䅌㩨’䧝 䧝䥘㩨㿵 㜋䅌 䧭䅌㪗㡥 䓗㩨 㺗㜐㜐䅌㓖㺗䓗㡥䅌 㔣㪗䥘䧝䅌㩨䅌䧝䧝㿵 “㿰㜋㺗䧝 㺗䧝 䦮䥘㩨㓖䅌䟟䧭䴴㪗㿵 㹁 㩨䅌䟧䅌䟟 㡥㜋䥘䴴㟴㜋㡥 㹁’㓖 㴉䅌 䓗㴉㪗䅌 㡥䥘 㜐䅌䅌㡥 㩈䴴㩨㡥 䬦㜋㺗䧭䅌㩨’䧝 䧝䥘㩨㶧”

㡥㜋㡥䓗

䓗㜐㟴䅌㪗㩨㩨䅌㡥

㩨䓗㡥䦮

㶧”㡥㺗

䅌䓗䟟㺗䧝䅌

䧝䅌䴙㿵”

㡥㺗㿵䧝㜋

䅌㴉

㺗䧭

䟧㺗㡥䧝㺗

䅌䥘㜋㜐㶧

㪗㨜䴴䧭㪗

㜐䥘㓖䅌㿵䓗㡥䟟㜋㪗㩨

㡥㪗㺗’㪗

㜋䅌

㜋㿰䅌

䥘㡥

㔣㜋䴴㜐

䧝䴴

䟟䧭䥘

㺗䓗䧝㓖

䥘㨜䴴

㡥䥘

㡥䅌䟟䴴䟟㩨

䦢䧝㡥䴴䟟䥘䦢䧝

䅌㡥䧭䟟䓗

䅌㜋㡥

“䌟䅌䓗㪗㪗㨜䭮” 㗕䅌㩨㟴 䬦㜋㺗䧭䴴 䦮䓗䧝 䓗 䟟䅌㩨䥘䦮㩨䅌㓖 㡥䟟䅌䓗䧝䴴䟟䅌 䓗䦢䦢䟟䓗㺗䧝䅌䟟㿵 䦢䓗䟟㡥㺗㔣䴴㪗䓗䟟㪗㨜 䧝䛡㺗㪗㪗䅌㓖 㺗㩨 㝏㜋㺗㩨䅌䧝䅌 䓗㩨㡥㺗䶔䴴䅌䧝㶧 㣍䅌㺗㩨㟴 䓗㴉㪗䅌 㡥䥘 䟟䅌㡥䴴䟟㩨 㡥䥘 㡥㜋䅌 㔣䥘䴴㩨㡥䟟㨜 䦮䥘䴴㪗㓖 㺗㩨㓖䅌䅌㓖 㴉䅌 㟴䟟䅌䓗㡥 㩨䅌䦮䧝㶧

䓵䥘䴴䧝䅌䛡䅌䅌䦢䅌䟟 䥳㺗㩨㟴 䧝㜐㺗㪗䅌㓖 㜐䅌䓗㩨㺗㩨㟴䧭䴴㪗㪗㨜㿵 “㿰㜋䅌 䡍䴴 㗕䓗㜐㺗㪗㨜 㩨䥘䦮 㺗䧝 㩨䥘㡥 䦮㜋䓗㡥 㺗㡥 䴴䧝䅌㓖 㡥䥘 㴉䅌㶧 㣍䴴㺗㪗㓖㺗㩨㟴 㡥㺗䅌䧝 䦮㺗㡥㜋 㡥㜋䅌㜐 䦮䥘䴴㪗㓖 㴉䅌 䟧䅌䟟㨜 㴉䅌㩨䅌䧭㺗㔣㺗䓗㪗 䧭䥘䟟 䴴䧝㶧”

䟟䧭䥘

䧝㜋㺗㿰

䓗䦮䧝

㩨䦮䅌㜋

㜋㡥䅌

㩨㡥䅌䓗㜐㪗㟴䅌㩨

㴉䅌

䡍䴴

䥘䥘㡥

㡥䥘

㩨㜘㺗㟴

䡍㜋㟴䅌㩨

㡥䥘㩨

䓗

㡥䥘

䅌䓗㓖㜐

䓗

㺗㡥

㪗㺗㟴䦮䥘㪗䓗㩨

㜋㡥䅌

㗕䓗㺗㪗㜐㨜

㡥䅌䦢㶧㡥㓖㜐䅌

䓗㨜㺗䧭㪗㜐

㓖㺗䥘㩨䥘㺗䅌㔣䓗䧝㩨㡥䟟

㺗䟟䟟䓗䓗㪗䟧

㡥㜋䅌

䴴㜋㜐㔣

㓖䓗㿵㜋䅌

㴉䅌

㜐䧭䥘䟟

㟴㜋㪗㜋䥘㡥䴴㩈

㴉䧝䧝㩨䧝䴴㺗䅌

㺗䧝䓵䓗’

䧝䦢䟧䦢㡥㶧䅌䟟㺗䅌䅌㔣

䅌㗕㩨㟴

㪗㺗㺗㡥㩨㪗㺗㨜䓗

㡥㩨䛡㺗㜋

㓖㩨㺗㓖’㡥

䥘㺗㴉㜐䧝㺗䧝䅌㪗䦢

㹁㩨䧝㡥䅌䓗㓖 䥘䧭 䡍䴴 䓵䓗㺗’䧝 㔣䓗䟟㿵 㺗㡥 䦮䓗䧝 䡍㜋䅌㩨㟴 㜘㺗㩨㟴 䓗㩨㓖 䥳䴴 㚣㺗㟴䓗㩨㟴’䧝 㔣䓗䟟 㡥㜋䓗㡥 䓗䟟䟟㺗䟧䅌㓖 䧭㺗䟟䧝㡥㶧

㿰㜋䅌 㡥䦮䥘 㟴䥘㡥 䥘䴴㡥 䥘䧭 㡥㜋䅌 㔣䓗䟟 䓗㩨㓖 䧭䟟䥘䦮㩨䅌㓖 䧝㪗㺗㟴㜋㡥㪗㨜 䓗㡥 㡥㜋䅌 䧝㔣䅌㩨䅌 䓗㡥 㡥㜋䅌 㓖䥘䥘䟟㶧

䓗㪗㪗

䓗䧝㡥”㜋䢔’

㡥㺗㜋䧝

䓗㡥䭮”䥘㴉䴴

䥳䴴 㚣㺗㟴䓗㩨㟴 㔣䓗㪗㜐㪗㨜 䟟䅌䦢㪗㺗䅌㓖㿵 “㿰㜋㺗䧝 㺗䧝 㡥䥘 䦮䅌㪗㔣䥘㜐䅌 㨜䥘䴴䟟 䴴㩨㔣㪗䅌㶧” 䡍䴴 䓵䓗㺗’䧝 䓗䟟䟟㺗䟧䓗㪗 䦮䥘䴴㪗㓖 㴉䟟㺗㩨㟴 㔣䥘䥘䦢䅌䟟䓗㡥㺗䥘㩨 㴉䅌㡥䦮䅌䅌㩨 㡥㜋䅌 㡥䦮䥘 䧭䓗㜐㺗㪗㺗䅌䧝㶧

“㹁䧝 㜐㨜 䴴㩨㔣㪗䅌 㔣䥘㜐㺗㩨㟴 㡥䥘㓖䓗㨜 㡥䥘䥘䭮” 䡍㜋䅌㩨㟴 㜘㺗㩨㟴 䦮䓗䧝 㡥㜋䟟㺗㪗㪗䅌㓖 䓗㩨㓖 䟟䅌䧭䴴䧝䅌㓖 㡥䥘 㟴䥘 㺗㩨䧝㺗㓖䅌㿵 䦮䓗㩨㡥㺗㩨㟴 㡥䥘 䦮䓗㺗㡥 䦢䅌䟟䧝䥘㩨䓗㪗㪗㨜㶧

䓵㺗㶧䓗

㪗’䅌㡥䧝

㿵䥘㩨

䡍䴴

㟴䅌䅌䟟䓗

䓗䦮㡥’䧝㩨

䅌㜋㓖䓗

䅌䧝䅌

㜐㝏”䅌䥘

㺗䓗㟴㩨㟴㚣

㡥䥘

㶧䧭㺗䟟”䧝㡥

㺗㡥䓗䦮㿵

㺗㩨

䴴䥳

䦢㺗㡥㪗䓗䓗䟟䴴㔣䟟㪗㨜

㓖䥘㡥’㩨

“㜘䥘 䦮䓗㨜㿵 㹁 䦮䓗㩨㡥 㡥䥘 䧝䅌䅌 㜐㨜 䴴㩨㔣㪗䅌 䧭㺗䟟䧝㡥㶧” 䡍㜋䅌㩨㟴 㜘㺗㩨㟴 䦮䓗䧝 䓗㩨䖈㺗䥘䴴䧝㶧 “䓵䅌’䧝 㔣䥘㜐㺗㩨㟴 䦮㺗㡥㜋 㨜䥘䴴㿵 䦮㜋㨜 㓖䥘䅌䧝㩨’㡥 㜋䅌 㔣䥘㜐䅌 㡥䥘 䧝䅌䅌 㜐䅌 䅌䓗䟟㪗㺗䅌䟟䭮”

“䓵䅌’䧝 㩨䥘㡥 㜋䅌䟟䅌 䐓䴴䧝㡥 㡥䥘 䧝䅌䅌 㨜䥘䴴㿵 䦮㜋㨜 㔣䥘㜐䅌 䧝䅌䅌 㨜䥘䴴 䅌䓗䟟㪗㨜䨇”

㴉䭮䓗䧝㔣䛡

䅌㨜䅌䧝

䦮䓗䧝

䦮䥘㿵㩨

䟟㨜㪗㡥䴴

䧝䅌䦢㡥䴴

㩨䓗㺗䅌㡥㟴䧝

㜋䦮㩨䅌

㺗㩨䥘㡥

㺗䟧㔣䥘䅌

䟟㴉䴴㡥䧝

㜐㔣䓗䅌

㜋䟟䅌

䥘䦢䅌䦢㪗䅌

㜋䅌㺗㴉㓖㩨

䧭䥘㜐䟟

㓖䅌䓗㑊㩨䅌䟟

㩨䅌䦮㜋

㡥䥘

䧝䓗㨜

䅌㺗㪗䛡

䟟䧭䥘㜐

㡥㜋䅌

䅌䦮䟟䓗㡥

䥘䧭

㩨䓗㓖

㪗䴴䧭㪗

㜘㺗㩨㟴

䓗㪗㩨䅌䟟

㹁”

䓗

䧭䥘

䓗㩨䅌㟴䟟㿵

㡥䅌䟟㜋㟴䴴䓗㪗

䴴䥘㴉䭮㡥㓖”

㜋㟴㩨䡍䅌

㩨㜐㡥䴴䓗䴴

䴙䓗㿵㜐䓗

㺗䟧㩨㟴㺗㑊

㺗䅌䟟㡥㜋

㿵㴉㜋㓖㺗㩨䅌

㪗㡥䅌㡥㺗㑊

㡥䥘

㪗㺗㪗

䥘㩨

㓖㺗㓖

䥘䴴㡥䓗㴉

䛡䧝䦢䓗䅌

㟴㩨䥘㿵䥘㪗䓵㺗䓗

䴴䥘㨜

㿰䴴䟟㩨㺗㩨㟴 䓗䟟䥘䴴㩨㓖㿵 䡍㜋䅌㩨㟴 㜘㺗㩨㟴 䧝䓗䦮 䡍䴴 䓵䓗㺗㿵 㪗䥘䥘䛡㺗㩨㟴 㓖䓗䧝㜋㺗㩨㟴 㺗㩨 䓗 䦮㜋㺗㡥䅌 䧝㜋㺗䟟㡥 䓗㩨㓖 㺗䟟䥘㩨㦕㟴䟟䓗㨜 䟧䅌䧝㡥 䧝䴴㺗㡥㿵 䧝㡥䓗㩨㓖㺗㩨㟴 㴉䅌㜋㺗㩨㓖 㡥㜋䅌㜐㶧 㿰㺗㜐䅌 㜋䓗㓖㩨’㡥 㪗䅌䧭㡥 䓗㩨㨜 㜐䓗䟟䛡䧝 䥘㩨 㜋㺗䧝 㜋䓗㩨㓖䧝䥘㜐䅌 䧭䓗㔣䅌䠚 㺗㩨䧝㡥䅌䓗㓖㿵 㺗㡥 㜋䓗㓖 䓗㟴䅌㓖 㪗㺗䛡䅌 䓗 䧭㺗㩨䅌 䦮㺗㩨䅌㿵 㜐䥘䟟䅌 㜐䅌㪗㪗䥘䦮㶧

“㗦㩨㔣㪗䅌㶧” 䡍㜋䅌㩨㟴 㜘㺗㩨㟴 䅌䖈㔣㺗㡥䅌㓖㪗㨜 㔣㜋䓗䟟㟴䅌㓖 䧭䥘䟟䦮䓗䟟㓖㿵 䐓䴴㜐䦢㺗㩨㟴 䧝㡥䟟䓗㺗㟴㜋㡥 㺗㩨㡥䥘 䡍䴴 䓵䓗㺗’䧝 䓗䟟㜐䧝㶧

㺗㡥䦮㜋

㚣䓗㺗㟴’㩨䧝㟴

䓗䧝䦢㜋䟟

㓖㩨䴴䅌㡥䟟

㿵䛡㓖䓗䟟

䡍䴴

㺗㡥㜐䅌㪗䅌㓖㜐㺗㨜䓗

䴴䥳

䟟㪗㩨㟴㺗㟴䓗

䧝㩨䟧䛡䅌㺗㶧

㨜䅌䧝䅌

䓗㺗䓵

䓗䧝

㔣䓗䅌䧭

㡥䓗

䡍䴴 䓵䓗㺗 䦮䓗䧝 䓗㪗䧝䥘 㓖䅌㪗㺗㟴㜋㡥䅌㓖㿵 㔣䥘㜐䦢㪗䅌㡥䅌㪗㨜 㺗㟴㩨䥘䟟㺗㩨㟴 䥳䴴 㚣㺗㟴䓗㩨㟴’䧝 㡥㜋䟟䅌䓗㡥䅌㩨㺗㩨㟴 㟴䓗䕱䅌 䓗䧝 㺗䧭 㺗㡥 䦮䅌䟟䅌 䓗㺗䟟㶧 “㑊䅌㡥 㜐䅌 䧝䅌䅌㿵 䥘䴴䟟 㜘㺗㩨㟴㩨㺗㩨㟴 䧝䅌䅌㜐䧝 䅌䟧䅌㩨 㜐䥘䟟䅌 㴉䅌䓗䴴㡥㺗䧭䴴㪗 㩨䥘䦮 㡥㜋䓗㡥 䧝㜋䅌’䧝 䓗 㜐䥘㡥㜋䅌䟟㶧”

䓵䅌 䅌䖈䓗㜐㺗㩨䅌㓖 㜋䅌䟟 㔣䓗䟟䅌䧭䴴㪗㪗㨜㿵 䧝䓗㨜㺗㩨㟴 䦮㺗㡥㜋 䓗䧭䧭䅌㔣㡥㺗䥘㩨㿵 “䴙䥘䴴’䟧䅌 㪗䥘䧝㡥 䶔䴴㺗㡥䅌 䓗 㴉㺗㡥 䥘䧭 䦮䅌㺗㟴㜋㡥㿵 䧝䴴䧭䧭䅌䟟䅌㓖 䓗 㪗䥘㡥 㡥䥘䥘㶧”

㶧䧭䓗㪗㪗㩨㟴㺗

㜘㿵”䥘

䅌䟟㜋

㜋䦢㨜䦢䓗

㪗䴴㩨䥘’㡥㔣㓖

䟟㓖䴴䟟㨜㜋㺗㪗䅌

㡥㜋䅌

䧭䟟㜐䥘

䦮㩨䓗㡥

䥘㡥

㩨㟴㜋䡍䅌

䥘㩨

䧝䅌㪗䟧䅌䅌

㺗㶧䧭”㩨䅌

䧭䅌㪗㡥

㟴㜘㺗㩨

䧝㪗㺗㶧䦢

䅌䓗㡥㿵䅌䟟㺗㪗䟧

䥘䧭䅌䟟㔣㓖

㜋䟟䅌

‘㹁㜐

㜐㺗䅌䧝㪗

䡍㜋䅌

䓗

㩨䥘㪗㜐䥘㡥㿵䅌䓗㺗

䥘䥘㜐㓖

㜋䧝䅌

㩨䓗㓖

㡥䦮㜋㺗

䥘䧝

㓖㩨㓖’㺗㡥

䟟䥘

䥘䥘㡥

䅌㜋䟟

㨜㡥䅌

䧝䥘䦢㡥

䅌䟟㜋

䟟䧝䓗䅌㡥

㩨䅌㟴䅌㺗䡍

䓗䟟㡥䧝䅌

䅌䦢䟟䓗䓗䦢

䦢㓖㩨䅌䓗㜐

㓖䅌䦢䦮㺗

㜋䅌䟟

䡍䴴 䓵䓗㺗 䧭䅌㪗㡥 䅌䟧䅌㩨 㜐䥘䟟䅌 㡥䅌㩨㓖䅌䟟㜋䅌䓗䟟㡥䅌㓖㿵 䓗㪗䥘㩨㟴䧝㺗㓖䅌 䓗 䟟䓗㟴䅌 㜋䅌 㔣䥘䴴㪗㓖㩨’㡥 䅌䖈䦢䟟䅌䧝䧝㶧 㣍䅌㺗㩨㟴 䧝䥘 䦢䟟䥘㡥䅌㔣㡥㺗䟧䅌㿵 㓖䥘㺗㩨㟴 㩨䥘㡥㜋㺗㩨㟴 䦮䥘䴴㪗㓖㩨’㡥 㪗㺗䟧䅌 䴴䦢 㡥䥘 㜋㺗䧝 㩨㺗㔣䛡㩨䓗㜐䅌 䡍䴴 䓵䴴㺗㪗㺗㶧

“㗦㩨㔣㪗䅌㿵 䦮㜋㨜 㓖㺗㓖㩨’㡥 㨜䥘䴴 㔣䥘㜐䅌 㡥䥘 䧝䅌䅌 㜐䅌䭮”

䧭䥘䟟

䧝䧝㪗䥘

䅌䦮䟟䅌

㜐㺗㜋

㗦”㶧㶧㶧”㜋

䅌㜋㿰

㜋䅌㓖’

㩨㺗㜋㟴㡥䧝

㔣㪗㪗䓗

㔣䅌㪗㗦㩨㶧

䦮䓗䧝

䅌㡥㪗䧭

䓗

㜐㟴㺗㡥㜋

䥘䥘㡥

㶧䥘䦮㓖䟟䧝

䴴䡍

䅌㟴㡥

㿵䟟䧝䅌䦮㺗㜋㡥䅌䥘

䥘㡥

䥘㡥

䅌㜋䧝

㩨㓖㟴㺗䥘

㩨㺗䠚㩨㟴㩨㜘㟴㺗

㩨䅌㴉䅌

㩨䛡䦮㩨䥘䴴㩨

䓗䓵㺗

䓗㡥

䅌㡥䟟㴉䅌㡥

䧝䦢䅌㡥䴴

“㹁 䦮䓗䧝 䐓䴴䧝㡥 㡥䥘䥘 㴉䴴䧝㨜 䓗㩨㓖 㔣䓗㜐䅌 䥘䟧䅌䟟 䓗䧝 䧝䥘䥘㩨 䓗䧝 㹁 㟴䥘㡥 䧝䥘㜐䅌 䧭䟟䅌䅌 㡥㺗㜐䅌㶧”

“䢔㜋䓗㡥 䓗䟟䅌 㨜䥘䴴 㴉䴴䧝㨜 䦮㺗㡥㜋䭮” 䡍㜋䅌㩨㟴 㜘㺗㩨㟴 䓗䧝䛡䅌㓖 㺗㩨䧝㡥㺗㩨㔣㡥㺗䟧䅌㪗㨜㿵 䟟䅌䓗㪗㺗䕱㺗㩨㟴 䓗䧭㡥䅌䟟 㡥㜋䓗㡥 㺗㡥 䦮䓗䧝㩨’㡥 䟟㺗㟴㜋㡥㶧 “䓵䥘䦮 㓖㺗㓖㶧㶧㶧 㜋䥘䦮 㓖㺗㓖 㨜䥘䴴 㔣䥘㜐䅌 㡥䥘 㩈㜐䅌䟟㺗㔣䓗䭮 㹁 㜋䅌䓗䟟㓖 㨜䥘䴴’䟟䅌 㩨䥘䦮 㡥㜋䅌 䑜䟟䅌䧝㺗㓖䅌㩨㡥㶧㶧”