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Jiang Shanghao trembled as he looked at the newspaper in his hands, the black and white characters clearly printed.
Shangguan Shaoyi had formed a strike team with ten others and launched a night raid on the Japanese Army's weapons depot in Feng Province, completely destroying it. The entire nation was filled with joy; Shangguan Shaoyi's actions not only won the support of the military but also garnered public opinion across the country.
Jiang Yating took a sip of red tea, her beautiful brows concealing deep emotions. When she noticed Jiang Shanghao looking at her, she quickly lowered her gaze and smiled sweetly, "Dad, I actually find it strange too. How did Shaoyi know where the Japanese weapons depot was?"
Without thinking, Jiang Shanghao snorted coldly and said, "Isn't it obvious? It must be information provided by Nan Wan." His gaze darkened significantly. "Nan Wan has been my sworn brother for many years, yet now he goes to help that little pawn. It truly breaks my heart!"
"Dad, at this point, I still believe we should win over Shangguan Shaoyi." The bright flames danced on the European fireplace, casting a rosy glow on her fair complexion, making it look as vibrant as a sunset. She slightly raised the corners of her mouth, her delicate fingers tapping rhythmically on the plum blossom carved table, producing a series of short sounds.
Seeing her father adopt an attentive posture, she continued, "Shaoyi's actions have won him great popularity. We cannot oppose him at this moment; that would be extremely disadvantageous for us. Instead of doing that, why not win him over? Moreover, with the Japanese Army invading again, you must know that New North may not hold out much longer. Shouldn't we resist the Japanese Army together at this time?"
"Where did you hear such nonsense?" Jiang Shanghao squinted at her.
"This is not nonsense. If we let Shaoyi resist them, he would surely be willing to do so. It would also deplete his forces, which is beneficial for us. After driving the Japanese Army back, you can then take down Shaoyi in one fell swoop; wouldn't that work?"
Jiang Shanghao paused for a moment before saying, "Yating, I have always wanted to fight against the Japanese Army, but now is not the time. These warlords appear to submit to me on the surface; you know they will not follow my orders at all. Shangguan Lin continues to resist the Japanese Army because he wants to reclaim Feng Province. However, Feng Province has nothing to do with other warlords, so they just watch from afar. For example, if the Japanese Army were to invade the northwest today, I believe the so-called hero in everyone's eyes, Shangguan Lin, would not send troops to rescue."
His words made sense; Jiang Yating looked at her father's increasingly profound gaze and his gradually graying hair and felt a sense of helplessness rise within her.
"Yating, I just want these warlords to either obey me quickly or disappear from this world so that I can concentrate my efforts on fighting against foreign enemies." He sighed as he gazed into the deepening twilight. Jiang Yating suddenly felt that he was drifting further away from her, sinking into that fiery sunset and merging with the boundless scenery.
Her fingertips traced the edge of her teacup; the clear tea reflected her sharply defined eyes and youthful complexion. Searching through her memories carefully, she recalled that Shaoyi had recently gone to Ning Tian City, where many political elites were hiding in the public concession area. After all, those concealed within the concession area did not have to worry about their lives amidst continuous gunfire.
"Dad, I want to go to Ning Tian," she said, her Lip Corners slowly blossoming into a moderate smile. She pulled her long legs back, the hem of her skirt trailing on the ground, creating a silent scene.
He looked at his daughter, listening to her slightly lowered voice. "I'm going to see Shaoyi. This time, I will definitely make him marry me to ease your worries, Dad."
The Concession Area of Ning Tian City was bustling with people, the crowd moving slowly with cheerful expressions. After all, living here meant they wouldn't face gunfire or sudden changes; they just needed to mind their own business and could live out their remaining days in peace. A delicate Western-style House appeared at the end of the street, covered in a thick layer of white snow that fell from the sky, its dazzling purity blanketing the earth and bringing a chill.
Inside the House, the Baroque Fireplace was roaring with flames. Shangguan Shaoyi held a book, enjoying a rare moment of leisure.
That gentle smile was etched in his mind, accompanied by her soft voice echoing around him as she read the words from the book lightly, laughter filling the air.
He came back to his senses, shook his head reluctantly leaving the illusion behind, and reached out to open the door.
"Xiao Lin, what a surprise to visit without prior notice! Isn't it quite a shock?" Shangguan Yiting said with a light smile. The departure of Cheng Mosu had faded from her heart; after all, she had sent away one relative after another and had grown accustomed to Life and Death and partings. Now she only hoped that Shangguan Shaoyi would recover quickly so she wouldn't have to worry anymore.
Shangguan Shaoyi's Lip Corners involuntarily lifted as he stepped aside to let her in. He glanced at her empty back and asked, "Mr. Zhu didn't come with you?"
"No," she replied lightly, sitting on the soft sofa. The winter sun was not glaring but brought a slightly cool warmth that gently enveloped her, calming her spirit.
She looked at Shangguan Shaoyi's increasingly deep gaze and couldn't help but feel heavy-hearted. "Xiao Lin, I'm leaving for Shanghai with him tomorrow. It's been so long; I should visit his parents. While I'm not by your side, you need to take care of yourself. It's getting chilly; remember..."
"Alright, I know," he interrupted her firmly, reaching for the darts in front of him and throwing one with force that hit the bullseye. She watched him like this and knew some things shouldn't be said but felt compelled to say, "Xiao Lin, it's been so long; Cheng Mosu hasn't shown any signs. I think... she might have..."
He turned to look at her, his bright gaze carrying a hint of coldness that made her shiver involuntarily.
After a moment of silence, seeing that he had softened his gaze, she tried again, "Xiao Lin, you shouldn't hold on to hope anymore. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Cheng Mosu is truly not coming back. When will you be able to accept this fact?"
He paused, his expression revealing that he was well aware of the truth, but he just didn't want to accept it. It seemed that only by refusing to accept it could he cling to a glimmer of hope of seeing her again.
"Now that your reputation is at its peak, your military resources are still lacking. The Jiang Family must be trying to win you over; they have support from another country and naturally have no shortage of funds. With the backing of the Jiang and Zhu families, our Shangguan Family will surely restore its former glory, perhaps even surpass it."
He held a cigar between his long, strong fingers, and the smoke wafted through the air, making his voice sound ethereal. "What do you think I should do?"
"Jiang Shanghao is suspicious and loves to doubt. If you don't marry into his family and become his son-in-law, he probably won't trust you and certainly won't hand over his assets or military power to you. Xiao Lin, it's not just Feng Province; New Beicheng, Hot Province, and Zha Province are all on the brink of falling. We can only hide in Ning Tian Concession now. Even if you don't consider our family, you should think about the innocent people in these provinces. They are experiencing life and death every moment. You lost Cheng Mosu personally; they are living through it every day!"
Shangguan Shaoyi tightened his pupils, slowly extinguishing the half-burned cigar between his fingers. A dark mark was left on the carved wooden table.
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