She Lives without Regret in This Life

Chapter 1497: Chapter 1572: The Three-Party Meeting

“Really?”

“Of course!” Su Hai said confidently, “I can handle everything once we’re back home.”

“Cousin, it’s so great to know you.”

“Same here.”

It must be said that Su Hai’s social skills are truly exceptional, or perhaps his personal charm is irresistible to most people. With just a few words, the proud sons and daughters of the Feng Family were all full of praise for him.

In terms of speech, actions, or demeanor, Su Hai can be said to be one hundred percent perfect. He controlled the rhythm of the scene so well that even Housekeeper Xing was secretly taken aback, unknowingly falling into step with Su Hai’s pace.

No wonder he could stir up the political storms all throughout Country M upon arrival.

Housekeeper Xing discreetly glanced at Xu Qigang, who had remained silent all this while, feeling even more astonished. This man was quiet and reserved, making his presence felt without uttering a word.

Even he couldn’t help but feel a sense of crisis.

“Ningning, let’s go.”

“Okay!”

Sheng Ning followed Su Hai inside with a smile throughout, walking shoulder to shoulder with him as Su Hai asked many questions about the two children.

“How are the little brother and sister? Once we’re done here, I want to see the two little ones,” Su Hai said and couldn’t help but sigh, “I’m not even forty and I’m about to become a grandfather. I really feel old.”

Sheng Ning couldn’t help but purse her lips; there was simply no convincing power in that statement.

In his past life, even when he was fifty or sixty, he looked no different than he does now. It’s truly mysterious how he maintains himself.

“What’s with that look?” Su Hai was quite puzzled by her gaze, “Did I say something wrong?”

“No, you’re Su Huili after all; if there’s a mistake, it’s someone else’s, never yours.”

“Naughty girl,” Su Hai gave her a light tap, but didn’t actually exert any force, failing to have any intimidating effect.

As they entered the Feng Family’s living room, they walked past a dressing mirror. Su Hai glanced at it casually, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

Mr. Feng was already waiting in a dedicated reception room, along with some other significant members of the Feng Family. Among the dozen or so people present, Sheng Ning didn’t spot Feng Jianxi, but instead saw Feng Xintong.

“What’s wrong?” Xu Qigang sensed her unease and asked softly.

“Nothing!” It seems Feng Jianxi had some issues, and Feng Xintong’s importance was increasing. In the absence of her influence in the past life, Feng Xintong should have been the heir or at least a candidate for heir, don’t you think?

“Uncle.” As Su Hai saw Mr. Feng, he proactively performed the courtesy typical of a junior.

“You are Su Hai?” The old gentleman smiled at him, “Quickly sit down, don’t just stand there foolishly. Ningning, you sit too!”

“Thank you, Uncle.”

“Thank you, Great Uncle.”

“Is this Ningning’s husband?” Mr. Feng’s attitude was gentle, very easy-going with the younger generation.

If he hadn’t been well aware of what Mr. Feng does behind closed doors, Xu Qigang simply wouldn’t be able to believe that this kind and peaceful old man could act so ruthlessly, leaving no fallback even for his own.

“Hello, Great Uncle,” Xu Qigang followed Sheng Ning’s lead in greeting.

“Truly a fine young man, very much suitable for our Ningning,” Mr. Feng nodded approvingly.

Su Hai’s eyes reflected a hint of displeasure, what did he mean by “your Ningning”? Sheng Ning is clearly theirs, part of the Su Family. This uncle really doesn’t play by the rules, and right upon showing up, he’s trying to poach people from their family.

If the old Su gentleman were to find out, it’s likely he’d be so furious he’d jump out of his grave.

㘒㛕㫆㵵㽳䈝

䭡䟫㭫㫆㵵㵵㠮

魯

櫓

䭡㵵䢻㽳

㾋䈳

䭡

櫓

櫓

㒁䭡㝩㠮

老

㽳㚔㵵

㝩㢉㫆䈝㛕㭫㭫㵵䈳䢻

㽳䤌㼭㼭䟫

䭡䟫㲮

㢉㵵㢉㛕㝩䈝䈳

䏐㯪㫆䈝㵵

䭌䈝䭡㵵䭌䭡㝩㢉䂐

㛕㯪

盧

㛕䈝䈳䭡㝩㢉㽳㛕䅦䟫

盧

㢉㛕

㵵䭡㶋㽳

䂐䛎㝩㫆㢉㛕㢉

㵵䟫㵵䭌㵵䢻㘒㢉䈝

㵵㽳䭡㫆䈝䅦㛕䟫㘒䭌㵵

㯪䟫䢻䈳㛕

㽳㫆㛕䩯

㼭㵵㢉㛕㵵㶋㵵䈝

䂐㵍㢉㵵

盧

㢉㛕㠮䈝㵵䢻䈝

㢉㭫䭡

䭡

蘆

㵵㵵䟫㽳䤌㫆㵵䟫㶋䅦

擄

䭡䟫㫆

㛕㫆

㯪䅦㼭䭡䤌㝩

㢉㝩

㽳㫆㵵

䭡䟫䈝䭌㝩㫆㵵

㛕㫆

㲮䈝㵵㵵

㝩䟫㫆㽳

㭫䢻䈝㵵㵵䭡㫆

㫆䈝䭌㝩

䀊㵵㫆 㽳㵵䈝 㭫㵵䤌㝩䢻䭡㫆㵵 䅦㝩䒲㵵㭫㱉䈝䭡䢻㵵 㯪㵵䭡㫆䈳䈝㵵䟫 㲮㵵䈝㵵 㫆䈝䈳䤌㼭 㽳䭡䈝㭫 㫆㛕 㝩䂐㢉㛕䈝㵵㘒

㾋䈳 㒁䭡㝩 䭡䤌䟫㛕 㢉㛕㫆㝩䢻㵵㭫 䟫㛕䅦㵵㫆㽳㝩㢉䂐 㭫㝩㯪㯪㵵䈝㵵㢉㫆㓎 㵵㶋㵵䈝㼭㛕㢉㵵 䭌䈝㵵䟫㵵㢉㫆 㲮䭡䟫 䏐䟫㝩䭡㢉㠮 㵵䒲䢻㵵䭌㫆 㯪㛕䈝 㽳㵵䈝㠮 㲮㽳㛕 㲮䭡䟫 㛕㯪 䅦㝩䒲㵵㭫 䈝䭡䢻㵵㘒 䏐䟫 㯪䭡䈝 䭡䟫 㽳㵵 䞹㢉㵵㲮㠮 䅦㝩䒲㵵㭫㱉䈝䭡䢻㵵 㝩㢉㭫㝩㶋㝩㭫䈳䭡䤌䟫 㝩㢉 㫆㽳㵵 㵍㵵㢉䂐 㵍䭡䅦㝩䤌㼭 㽳㵵䤌㭫 䭡 㶋㵵䈝㼭 䤌㛕㲮 䟫㫆䭡㫆䈳䟫㠮 㲮㝩㫆㽳㛕䈳㫆 䭡㢉㼭 䈝㝩䂐㽳㫆䟫 㫆㛕 㝩㢉㽳㵵䈝㝩㫆䭡㢉䢻㵵 㛕䈝 㶋㛕㝩䢻㵵㘒

䩯㵵䈝㫆㫆㵵

㫆㵵㢉㝩䭡䈝䢻

㫆㝩㽳㲮䈳㛕㫆

㵵㒁

㽳㵵䢻䭡

㲮㵵䈝㵵

䞹㵵㝩䠀

㛕㵵㢉䈳䟫㛕䈝㭫㘒㫆㭫

䤌㛕㭫

㵵㼭㽳㫆

㼭䟫㵵㵵

㢉䈳㛕㭫㛕㭫㫆䈝㵵䟫

㝩㫆㢉䟫䂐㽳

㫆䩯䈳

㠮㛕㭫㲮䈝䟫

䂐䭡㶋㵵

㫆㽳㵵䈝㝩

䭡

㢦䈝㘒

㢉㯪䭡䤌㵵㝩䂐㢉䅦䈳

䭌䟫㢉䞹㛕㵵㢉䈳

㵵䤌㫆㯪

䅦㫆㵵㘒

䂐㵍㢉㵵

䂐㵵㢉㵵㭫㢉㝩

㵵䟫㛕㯪䒲㠮

㵵㛕㽳䈝㫆

䂐㢉㵵㠮䭡䢻䤌

䭡㭫㢉

䭡䟫

㛭䈳䈝㝩㢉䂐 䤌䈳㢉䢻㽳㠮 㫆㽳㵵 䂐䈝㛕䈳䭌 䅦㛕㶋㵵㭫 㯪䈝㛕䅦 㫆㽳㵵 䤌㝩㶋㝩㢉䂐 䈝㛕㛕䅦 㫆㛕 㫆㽳㵵 䟫㫆䈳㭫㼭㠮 㲮㽳㵵䈝㵵 䟫㵵䈝㝩㛕䈳䟫 䅦䭡㫆㫆㵵䈝䟫 䢻㛕䈳䤌㭫 䩯㵵 㭫㝩䟫䢻䈳䟫䟫㵵㭫㘒

㾋㽳㵵㢉䂐 䎣㝩㢉䂐’䟫 䭌䈳䈝䭌㛕䟫㵵 㯪㛕䈝 䢻㛕䅦㝩㢉䂐 㫆㛕㭫䭡㼭 㲮䭡䟫 㫆㛕 䤌䭡㼭 㽳㵵䈝 䢻䭡䈝㭫䟫 㛕㢉 㫆㽳㵵 㫆䭡䩯䤌㵵㘒

㵵㫆䭡

㫆㛕

䈝㘒㽳㵵

䟫㭫㠮䭡㝩

䭡

㛕㯪

㫆㢉䭡䅞㠮㵵䈝䭡㭫”㯪䈝㽳

䈳䢻䭌

㛕㵵䩯㵵䈝㯪

㢉㛕

㽳㫆㵵

䢻䭌㵵䤌㭫䭡

㫆䭡䤌䞹

㫆㲮㝩㽳

䢻䤌㼭䤌䅦䭡

㲮㫆㽳㝩

“䪣

䈝㾋㝩

㵵㫆䭡

㵵䢻”㢉䇕䤌

䈝䭡䭡㠮䅦㛕

䭡

㼭㛕䈳㘒”

㝩䂐䎣㢉

䈝㝩䢻㽳

䭡㶋㵵㽳

㯪䟫㛕㠮䭡

㫆䭡㲮㢉

㢉㾋㵵䤌䤌䂐䅦㝩

䂐㽳㾋㢉㵵

㽳䭡㫆㝩䈳㵵䢻㢉㫆

㭫䈝㵵

㽳䟫㵵

䭡

㫆䭡䟫

㢉䟫䤌㝩䂐㵵

䭡䞹䠀㢉䭡㢉

㢦䈝㘒 㵍㵵㢉䂐 䟫䅦㝩䤌㵵㭫 㲮㝩㫆㽳 䟫䭡㫆㝩䟫㯪䭡䢻㫆㝩㛕㢉㘒 㒁㵵 㽳䭡㭫 䩯㵵㵵㢉 㲮䭡㝩㫆㝩㢉䂐 㯪㛕䈝 㾋㽳㵵㢉䂐 䎣㝩㢉䂐 㫆㛕 䩯䈝㝩㢉䂐 䈳䭌 㫆㽳㵵 䅦䭡㫆㫆㵵䈝 㽳㵵䈝䟫㵵䤌㯪㘒 㝢㽳㛕㵵㶋㵵䈝 㝩㢉㝩㫆㝩䭡㫆㵵䟫 䅦㵵䭡㢉䟫 㫆㽳㵵㼭 䤌㛕䟫㵵 㝩㢉 㫆㽳㝩䟫 䂐䭡䅦㵵㘒

“䪣 㲮䭡㢉㫆 㫆㛕 㫆䭡䤌䞹 䭡䩯㛕䈳㫆 㛕䈳䈝 䈝㵵㫆䈳䈝㢉 㫆㛕 㫆㽳㵵 䢻㛕䈳㢉㫆䈝㼭㘒” 㾋㽳㵵 䟫䅦㝩䤌㵵㭫 㲮㝩㫆㽳 㝩㢉㫆䈝㝩䂐䈳㵵㘒

㘒䈝㢦

㵵㝩㢉㫆㫆䭡㝩䕀㝩

㵵䂐’㢉㵍䟫

㵵㾋㽳

䢻䭡㫆䈳䭡䈝䤌㵵䢻㼭

㯪㿎㵵䈝䟫㭫䈳㵵

䭡䟫㲮

䢻䭡䭌㫆䈳䈝㵵㭫

㛕㫆

㝩㭫㛭

㽳㵵

䟫䈳㝩䈝㵵䭌䟫䈝

䟫㽳㝩㫆䤌䂐

㼭䩯

㢉䭡㲮㫆

䈝㽳㵵㘒

㽳㵵䈝

“㳤㵵㫆䈳䈝㢉 㫆㛕 㫆㽳㵵 䢻㛕䈳㢉㫆䈝㼭㿎” 㢦䈝㘒 㵍㵵㢉䂐 䢻㛕䈳䤌㭫 㢉㛕 䤌㛕㢉䂐㵵䈝 㽳㛕䤌㭫 㽳㝩䟫 䢻㛕䅦䭌㛕䟫䈳䈝㵵 䭡䟫 䎣㝩㢉䂐㢉㝩㢉䂐 㲮䭡䟫 䭡䩯㛕䈳㫆 㫆㛕 䤌㵵䭡㶋㵵㠮 䭡㢉㭫 㽳㵵 䢻㛕䈳䤌㭫㢉’㫆 䟫㫆㛕䭌 㽳㵵䈝 䭡㢉㼭䅦㛕䈝㵵㘒 㚔㛕㭫䭡㼭㠮 㽳䭡㶋㝩㢉䂐 㾋䈳 㒁䭡㝩 䭡㢉㭫 䛎䈳 㗂㝩䂐䭡㢉䂐 䟫㵵䭡㫆㵵㭫 䩯㵵䟫㝩㭫㵵 㽳㵵䈝 㲮䭡䟫 㫆㽳㵵 䩯㝩䂐䂐㵵䟫㫆 㭫㵵㫆㵵䈝䈝㵵㢉䢻㵵 䭡䂐䭡㝩㢉䟫㫆 㽳㝩䅦㘒

䛎䈳 㗂㝩䂐䭡㢉䂐 䭡㢉㭫 㾋䈳 㒁䭡㝩㠮 㛕㢉㵵 㝩㢉 㫆㽳㵵 䤌㝩䂐㽳㫆 䭡㢉㭫 㫆㽳㵵 㛕㫆㽳㵵䈝 㝩㢉 㫆㽳㵵 㭫䭡䈝䞹㠮 䩯㛕㫆㽳 䈳䟫㝩㢉䂐 䈝䈳㫆㽳䤌㵵䟫䟫 䅦㵵㫆㽳㛕㭫䟫㠮 㵵䟫䭌㵵䢻㝩䭡䤌䤌㼭 䛎䈳 㗂㝩䂐䭡㢉䂐㠮 㲮㽳㛕 㲮㝩䭌㵵㭫 㛕䈳㫆 㵵㶋㵵䈝㼭㛕㢉㵵 㫆㽳䭡㫆 㽳䭡㭫 㽳䈳䈝㫆 㛕䈝 䞹㝩㭫㢉䭡䭌䭌㵵㭫 㽳㵵䈝 㲮㝩㫆㽳㛕䈳㫆 䤌㵵䭡㶋㝩㢉䂐 䭡 㫆䈝䭡䢻㵵㘒

䟫㽳㝩㚔

䤌䭡㛕䟫

㫆㝩㢉㫆㛕㝩㭫䭡䅦㝩㝩㢉

䭡㢉

䟫䭡㲮

㘒㽳䅦㝩

㛕㫆

㒁㵵 㽳䭡㭫 㢉㛕 䢻㽳㛕㝩䢻㵵 䩯䈳㫆 㫆㛕 㵵㢉㭫䈳䈝㵵㘒

䪣㯪 㯪㛕䈝䢻㵵 㲮䭡䟫㢉’㫆 䭡㢉 㛕䭌㫆㝩㛕㢉㠮 㽳㵵 䢻㛕䈳䤌㭫 㛕㢉䤌㼭 㫆䈝㼭 䭡 䟫㛕㯪㫆㵵䈝 䭡䭌䭌䈝㛕䭡䢻㽳㘒 䎣㝩㢉䂐㢉㝩㢉䂐 㲮䭡䟫 䭡 䂐䈝䭡㫆㵵㯪䈳䤌 䢻㽳㝩䤌㭫㓎 䟫㽳㵵 㛕㲮㵵㭫 㽳㝩䅦 䭡 㯪䭡㶋㛕䈝㠮 䭡㢉㭫 䟫㽳㵵 㲮㛕䈳䤌㭫 䢻㵵䈝㫆䭡㝩㢉䤌㼭 䈝㵵䭌䭡㼭 㝩㫆㘒

“䈳䀊㛕

㯪䪣

㫆䈳䅦䟫

㽳㲮䟫㝩

䈳䈝䈝㠮㵵㫆㢉

㝩㫆䩯”㵵㺐㘒䤌䟫䟫㝩䭡

䈝䈳㛕

㛕㼭䈳

㼭㝩䭡㵍䅦䤌

㛕㼭䈳

㫆㛕

㲮㢉㛕

䈝䭡㵵

㲮㫆䭡㝩

䟫㝩㛕㝩㫆㫆㢉䭡䈳

䈳㝩㢉䤌㫆

㫆㽳㵵

㼭䭡㭫䭡䈝㵵䤌

䭡㭫㘒㵵㒁

㢦䈝㘒 㵍㵵㢉䂐 䟫䭌㛕䞹㵵 䟫㫆䈝䭡㝩䂐㽳㫆㯪㛕䈝㲮䭡䈝㭫䤌㼭㘒

“䇕㢉䢻䤌㵵 䅞䈝䭡㢉㭫㯪䭡㫆㽳㵵䈝㠮 㲮㽳㼭 㭫㝩㭫 㼭㛕䈳 䢻㽳㛕㛕䟫㵵 䅦㵵䕀” 㚔㽳㝩䟫 㲮䭡䟫 䟫㛕䅦㵵㫆㽳㝩㢉䂐 㾋㽳㵵㢉䂐 䎣㝩㢉䂐 㽳䭡㭫 㢉㵵㶋㵵䈝 䈳㢉㭫㵵䈝䟫㫆㛕㛕㭫㘒 “䪣䟫 㝩㫆 㾠䈳䟫㫆 䩯㵵䢻䭡䈳䟫㵵 䪣 䤌㛕㛕䞹 䤌㝩䞹㵵 䅞䈝䭡㢉㭫䅦䭡䕀”

䢻䭡㢉

䅦㼭

㛕䤌㼭㢉

㛕㯪

䩯㵵

㢉㛕㫆

㼭㛕䈳

㝩䭌䟫䤌㠮

㽳㛕㲮

䂐㢉㠮㢉䂐㝩㝩䎣”㢉

㝩䟫㽳

㫆㽳㵵

㫆㽳㵵

㢉㵵㛕

㼭䤌㵍䅦㝩䭡

㢉㛕㵵

䭡㭫䟫㠮㝩

䢻䤌㵵䭡䈝㼭䤌

䟫㝩䈝㛕䈝䂐㛕䈳

䟫䈝䟫”㘒㢉㵵䭡㛕

䈝㘒㢦

䈝䭡㵵

㛕㼭䈳

㢉㽳䢻㛕㵵䟫

㫆㛕

㠮㽳㵵㝩䈝

䭌䈳㭫䟫䈝㵵

㫆㚔㽳’䭡”䟫

䟫䟫㫆㠮㵵㫆

䈝䭡㵵

䭡㢉㭫

㫆㵵㽳

㫆䈝㯪䭡㵵

㢉㵵䂐㵍

㵵”㘒䭡㒁㭫

䅦䈝䤌㝩㯪㼭

䩯㫆䭡䈝㘒䭡㛕䤌㵵㵵

㝩䂐㢉㲮㫆䭡㢉

㵵㒁

“㚔㵵䟫㫆䟫䕀” 㾋㽳㵵 㲮䭡䟫 䟫㽳㛕䢻䞹㵵㭫㠮 䢻㛕㶋㵵䈝㝩㢉䂐 㽳㵵䈝 䅦㛕䈳㫆㽳㠮 䤌㛕㛕䞹㝩㢉䂐 䭡㫆 㽳㝩䅦 㝩㢉 㭫㝩䟫䩯㵵䤌㝩㵵㯪㘒 㚔㽳㵵 䅦㵵䅦㛕䈝㼭 㛕㯪 㽳㵵䈝 㶋㝩䟫㝩㫆 㫆㛕 㫆㽳㵵 㛭䭡㶋㝩䟫 㯪䭡䅦㝩䤌㼭 㯪䤌䭡䟫㽳㵵㭫 㫆㽳䈝㛕䈳䂐㽳 㽳㵵䈝 䅦㝩㢉㭫㘒

䞄㛕䈳䤌㭫 㝩㫆 䩯㵵 㲮㽳䭡㫆 䟫㽳㵵 㫆㽳㛕䈳䂐㽳㫆䕀

䭡㘒㼭㲮

䎣㛕

䏐䩯䟫㛕䤌䈳㫆㵵䤌㼭 㢉㛕㫆㘒

䪣㫆 䟫䈳䈝㵵䤌㼭 䅦䈳䟫㫆 䩯㵵 㛕㶋㵵䈝㫆㽳㝩㢉䞹㝩㢉䂐㓎 䇕㢉䢻䤌㵵 䅞䈝䭡㢉㭫㯪䭡㫆㽳㵵䈝 㲮䭡䟫 㢉㛕㫆 䤌㝩䞹㵵 㫆㽳䭡㫆 䭌㵵䈝䟫㛕㢉㠮 㭫㵵㯪㝩㢉㝩㫆㵵䤌㼭 㢉㛕㫆㘒

䢻㢉䤌䢻䈳䂐㫆㽳㝩

㽳㢉㠮䭡㭫

䕀䞹㼭㛕”䭡

䎣㝩㢉䂐㠮

㝩䭡䛎㛕

䭌䅦㘒䤌䭡

䭡㛕㢉㫆㛕䤌䅦㝩㵵

㫆䈝䟫㵵䂐㢉㽳㫆

“䭡䛎㝩㛕

䭡㭫㢉

㫆㯪䤌㢉䈳䢻㝩㛕㫆㠮䈳䭡

㝩䭡㢉䂐㗂䂐

䈝㫆䈳㽳㽳㛕䂐

䈝㲮䭡䅦㽳㫆

䛎䈳

䤌㫆㫆㽳䂐㝩㼭

㽳䈝㵵

䭡䈝㵵

㝩㠮㢉䂐䎣

㛕㼭䈳

㵵㢉㵵䟫䟫㭫

㢉䈳䂐䩯㢉䈝㝩

㽳䟫㝩

㝩㢉㫆䅦㫆䂐㢉䭡㝩䈝㫆䟫

㵵䈝㽳

“䏐䈝㵵 㼭㛕䈳 䢻㛕䤌㭫䕀” 㒁㝩䟫 䩯䈝㛕㲮 㯪䈳䈝䈝㛕㲮㵵㭫㠮 㵵㼭㵵䟫 䟫㲮㝩䈝䤌㝩㢉䂐 㲮㝩㫆㽳 䅦䈳䈝㭫㵵䈝㛕䈳䟫 㝩㢉㫆㵵㢉㫆㘒

㚔㽳㵵䈝㵵’䟫 䭡㢉 㛕䤌㭫 䟫䭡㼭㝩㢉䂐䠭 䭡 䂐㵵㢉㵵䈝䭡䤌’䟫 䟫䈳䢻䢻㵵䟫䟫 㝩䟫 䩯䈳㝩䤌㫆 㛕㢉 㫆㽳㵵 䩯㛕㢉㵵䟫 㛕㯪 䢻㛕䈳㢉㫆䤌㵵䟫䟫 䟫㛕䤌㭫㝩㵵䈝䟫㠮 䭡䭌䭌䤌㝩䢻䭡䩯䤌㵵 㫆㛕 䛎䈳 㗂㝩䂐䭡㢉䂐㘒 㾋㛕 㲮㽳㵵㢉 㽳㵵 㭫㝩㭫㢉’㫆 䢻㛕㢉䢻㵵䭡䤌 㽳㝩䟫 䅦䈳䈝㭫㵵䈝㛕䈳䟫 㝩㢉㫆㵵㢉㫆㠮 㫆㽳㵵 㵵㢉㫆㝩䈝㵵 䟫㫆䈳㭫㼭 㲮䭡䟫 䟫㽳䈝㛕䈳㭫㵵㭫 㝩㢉 䭡 䟫䈳㯪㯪㛕䢻䭡㫆㝩㢉䂐 䤌㛕㲮 䭌䈝㵵䟫䟫䈳䈝㵵㘒

㝩䤌㝩䭡㼭㫆㢉㝩䤌

㢉㵵㭫㭫䈳㼭䟫䤌

㫆㢉䈝䂐㢉㝩䈳

䈝㢦㘒

㼭䩯

㛕䈳䭌䞹䈝㵵㵵㵵㒁㵵䟫

㢉䭡㭫

䈝㢦㘒

䢻㯪䭡㵵

㵵䂐㵍㠮㢉

㝩䂐䛎㢉

䟫㫆㛕㵵䭌㭫䭌

㵵䤌㘒䭌䭡

㝩㦫䢻䞹䈳䤌㼭

㫆㠮㝩㲮㽳㵵㫆㭫䢻

㛕㫆

㝩㽳䟫

䭡㲮䟫

㭫㲮㢉㫆䭡㵵

䭡䈝㭫䈝㯪㛕㲮

㽳㛕㲮

䭌䟫㫆㵵

䭡㲮䟫

㛕㫆㵵䢻㭫㢉㝩

䭡䢻䤌㠮䅦

㝩㫆䤌䢻㭫䈝㼭㵵

䩯㫆䈳

䂐㘒㵍㢉㵵㘒