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Chapter 685: We are strangers when we meet again

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    Dr. Yanan was chatting in Japanese with a handsome-looking man wearing a black formal suit.

    She was wearing a black women's suit with a white shirt. She had a slender figure and a black butt-covering short skirt of the same color. She wore flesh-colored stockings covering her long and slender legs. She wore a pair of matte black high-heeled leather shoes.  There is a touch of elegance and intelligence in the dignity.

    Her long hair was tied behind her head with a metal butterfly clip. Two strings of round pearl tassels hung down from her hair, setting off her lightly powdered cheeks. No wonder she was already over fifty.  She is also known as the "goddess of diplomacy".

    You can imagine how stunning she must have been when she was young.

    Xia Yuwan gave a look of amazement from behind, and she was amazed in her heart and thought to herself: "That's it, grandpa dares to hide from others all over the world, he is so ungrateful!"

    Just when she was in a daze, Dr. Yanan stretched out a hand towards her and made a "come" gesture.

    "Come later."

    "This is Taro Matsushita, the chairman of Panasonic Group. He is also a doctor and has extensive research on traditional Chinese medicine."

    Xia Yuwan heard the sound and walked up to the two of them. She met the middle-aged man's gaze and showed an innocent and pure smile to the man, and extended her right hand.

    "Hello, Mr. Matsushita, please take good care of me."

    "Miss Xia, you're welcome. Your grandfather and I are old friends and we worked together back then. Just call me uncle."

    Wow~

    Xia Yuwan never knew that her grandfather had friends in Japan. She originally thought that he was just a wanderer who liked to travel around the world.

    "Uncle."

    After a simple handshake, representatives from China took their seats one after another.

    Xia Yuwan chose a middle position, just to the left of Dr. Yanan and opposite the mysterious old man.

    At the same time, there was a piercing gaze that had been staring at her since she entered the scene. The gaze was so deep that it seemed as if he wanted to see through her.

    She followed this gaze and was caught off guard by her reflection in a pair of shining black pupils, mixed with an indescribable emotion, restrained and deep, exposed and implicit.

    He is also wearing a traditional Japanese samurai uniform. Unlike the man just now, he has not only a short sword but a bone flute made of bamboo on his waist.

    In his body, he embodies the image of a swordsman with a reputation for being a ruthless swordsman.

    Xia Yuwan saw a different world through these eyes. In that world, the sun was just right.

    Facing the bright summer sunset, the girl wearing this white pleated skirt followed the black figure playfully and cutely. As she walked, she kicked the pocket of her school uniform with one hand, and her red lips were slightly pouted.  The ground does not move.

    "I can't walk anymore~"

    When he answered her, the black voice did not turn his head, and his voice coldly rejected her coquettishness, which made people feel the indifference and indifference in his words.

    "walk on my own!"

    "No! I can't walk anymore and my feet hurt."

    The girl stayed behind him, thinking that he would stop and wait for her, but unexpectedly, he left just like that.

    The tall but not domineering figure took two steps forward and drifted away.

    "Fu Jueshen! OuchI, my feet really hurt"

    Hearing this, the man's progress stopped. He frowned deeply, with wrinkles between his eyebrows.

    Several seconds passed.  As expected, he didn't see the girl chasing after him, so he started to worry.

    The girl thought he wouldn't come back. She was squatting on the ground, rubbing her heel with one hand. Bright blood continued to flow from her heel, covering her hands.

    This is the first time she wears high heels.

    It¡¯s because I heard people say that high heels are a surefire weapon for women to conquer men.

    I didn¡¯t expect that new shoes would always scratch my feet. Just after taking a few steps, the delicate skin on my ankles was scratched and bleeding.

    Every step she took was like a mermaid walking on the tip of a knife, and the pain was excruciating.

    Even so, she still walked in his direction as before, as slowly as a turtle crawling.

    Just when the girl felt like giving up on herself, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared above her head.??The man enveloped her completely.

    A pair of sinister eyes looked at her condescendingly, and his voice was full of displeasure: "Since you can't wear high heels, why don't you choose flat shoes that make your feet comfortable? I really want to save face and suffer."

    "But, I wore it because of you."

    The girl muttered something dissatisfied.

    Before she could finish her words, her body suddenly jumped into the air, scaring her so much that she subconsciously exclaimed.

    ah¡­¡­

    "do not move!"

    The scolding voice sounded above her head. The young man gave her a warning look and hugged her sideways.

    The standard princess hugging posture is so romantic that people around can¡¯t help but look over and let out bursts of envious exclamations.

    The girl grabbed his sleeve with satisfaction and quietly leaned her little head on his chest, with a cute and cunning light in her bright eyes.

    "Aren't you already gone?"

    "Of course I turned back again. If you walk at such a slow pace, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back until dawn."

    Although his tone was not very kind, his arms were always firmly and forcefully dragging her legs and waist, and his palms also carefully pressed the lower end of her skirt to prevent it from being exposed.

    The sun was shining brightly in the summer afternoon, and the setting sun was picturesque. The golden light shone on his body, and his handsome face was as holy and inviolable as the palace of a god.

    The mint fragrance that is unique to him hits your face, like rosemary floating on the water, making people get lost in it.

    At the end of the memory, the tall but not burly young man hugged the girl and left domineeringly. All the memories and light and shadow were turned into fragments, hanging in the depths of the soul.

    ¡°Fu, Jue, Shen???¡±

    who is he?

    When Xia Yuwan looked coldly at the masked man's face, she undoubtedly opened her red lips and uttered these three words.

    The voice was very soft, but it was enough to make Fu Jueshen extremely excited.

    Sheshe called her name just now, right?

    Just when he wanted to look at Xia Yuwan for sure, the latter had already stood up gracefully, carrying a long black evening dress and walking towards the door.

    Behind her, there was a figure following her furtively.

    The silver light flashed away.

    Under the mask, the narrow phoenix eyes suddenly tightened. He quickly stood up, grabbed the dagger at his waist, and followed closely

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