Chapter 1968: Chapter 1969: Because You Believe in Me

“You also believe that my friends aren’t that kind of people, so once you calm down and think it over, you’ll realize you’re just overthinking.” She’s bold, and I should say, she’s always been bold. “Besides, that guy you mentioned, you know I didn’t even get a good look at him, and it’s impossible for me to have anything to do with him. I already have such an amazing husband like you, how could I be interested in anyone else? You know I wouldn’t do that, and ultimately, once you calm down, you’re no longer angry.”

Li Shengxiao has seen boldness, but never the kind of boldness combined with thick skin and sweet talk like this little minx. The gloominess that weighed on his chest seemed to lighten up quite a bit, though he hadn’t yet relaxed the tight knot in his brow. He stared at her and asked in a low voice, “What about next time? What if next time I don’t calm down like you said?”

Rong Yan lifted her head to meet his gaze, “What am I supposed to think about?”

She really dares to say it, “Divorce? Break up? Take Little Baby and hide from you far away?”

Li Shengxiao was so amused by her that he laughed, his thin lips curling up, angrily but still amused, “You could try it.”

Try it and see if he won’t break her legs.

Rong Yan pouted, displeased, “Aren’t you the one who asked me if I’ve thought about it? I just guessed what you meant and now you’re threatening me. What if I really did it?”

Where does he get this logic that officials can start fires while common folk can’t light lamps?

Mrs. Lin isn’t even like that.

He’s asking, but not allowing her to answer honestly, let alone act on it, not even allowing her to think about it… so why ask a question that can’t have an answer? Isn’t he just idle?

Rong Yan silently muttered “whatever” in her heart, generously forgiving his petty actions, and tilted her head to peck his enticing thin lips again, murmuring, “Why should I worry about things that haven’t happened? You haven’t done anything, so if I sit here contemplating what to do if you ever do, isn’t that just like taking off your pants to fart, making something out of nothing! I’m not that bored, if I have time, I’d rather look over the documents Estelle sent me or take Little Baby shopping, watch a movie. There’s plenty to do, no reason to waste time on something non-existent! Besides, you’re just suffering from migraines; Cui Jiangjing checked you, you don’t have a mental illness. This obsessiveness at most makes you a bit more persistent than average, but it’s not a mental illness. Why should I treat you like a mental patient, or be afraid of you…”

Li Shengxiao’s cheek muscles were tight, his back straight as a pencil.

He was diagnosed with migraines at the age of sixteen, and the Lin Family discovered that his personality was somewhat different from ordinary people. Although nobody explicitly said it, their actions and demeanor revealed a hint of disappointment.

That disappointment was a major reason he eventually chose to leave the Lin Family’s protection, abandon the military, and go into business.

He didn’t like being different!

But today, a little woman told him in her soft voice that he was just a bit more focused than the average person, not mentally ill, and just like everyone else, there’s nothing to fear.

At that moment, his long-suffering heart seemed to find redemption.

Just like what’s written in Wenger’s book—a light shines down on me, and I suddenly see that light, as if Shenghui washed away the gloom surrounding me, and from that moment, I knew I had been redeemed by God.

Li Shengxiao’s chest was completely cleansed of hostility, leaving not a trace. If Gu Ming were here, he would be amazed, unable to understand what magic Rong Yan has that always manages to soothe people so quickly.

㜆㘼㬏

櫓

擄

爐

㜆㣓

䫎䧬䜓㙵

蘆

擄

㙵㹣㠦

㜆㗗䫎’㗗䔊

盧

䃸㜆䒲䬄

老

魯

䇲㠦㜆䬄㢿䦽㠦䀱㠦

㬏㓼㜆㑰㠦㬏㗗

㬏䫎㹣䒲

蘆

䫎䬄

䦽䒌䒌㠦㬏㢿

㠦㙵㹣

㜆䞴㓼䬄

㠦䊶㬏㬏䊶㠦㙵

盧

㬏㾩䟦䛆䫎

䬄㑰䫎㹣㠦㗗

㙵䠠䧬㠦㗗

䱱㙵 䫎㹣㠦 䒲㠦㗗㗗䔊㜆㓼 㗗㬏㢿 㬏䊶䊶䦽䬄㬏䟦㹣㠦㗗䛆 䫎㹣㠦 䒲㹣䬄䒌㠦 㾩㬏㑰䔊䒌㢿 㓼䬄䫎 䇡䧬㙵㢿䇲

䱱㙵 䬄㜆㠦 䬄㾩 䫎㹣㠦 䇡䦽䔊㗗䒌㠦 㗗䧬䫎㢿 䇡䦽䔊㗗㠦㙵㑰㬏䔊㗗㙵䛆 㙵㹣㠦 䒲㬏㙵 䊶䦽㬏䟦䫎䔊䟦㬏䒌䒌㢿 㗗䦽㬏㓼㓼㠦㗗 㬏䦽䬄䧬㜆㗗 䇡㢿 䇡䬄䫎㹣 㾩㬏㑰䔊䒌䔊㠦㙵䇲

㬏㾩䒌㜆䒌䔊㓼

䛆䋉䬄㬏㗗㢿

䧬䥐

㠦㹣䦽

㾩䬄䦽

䜓䔊䔊䧬㘼

䇡㠦㬏䫎䧬㢿

䔊㑱㜆

䦽㹣㠦

㾩䬄䦽

䬄㓼

㜆㬏㘼

㠦㬏㙵䊶䒌㠦

䔊㢿䆁㹣㬏

㗗㢿㬏䛆

䫎䬄

㹣䒲䔊䫎

㗗㬏㜆

㜆䔊䔊䫎㠦䀱㗗

㠦䀱䦽㢿㠦

䬄䞴㓼㜆

䦽䒲䦽㑰䬄䫎䬄䬄

㠦䃸䊶㗗䟦㬏

㹣䔊䫎

㬏㙵

䫎䫎䟦䀱㙵䔊㬏㠦䔊䔊

㙵㬏

㙵䬄㜆䬄

䊶㙵䊶㹣㓼䔊䬄㜆

㙵㠦㹣

㜆㠦㑰䫎䫎㬏䛆㠦䦽䫎

㬏䟦㗗㠦䒌䒌

㬏

㹣㠦㙵䟦䫎䇲䒌䬄

㹣䫎㠦

䇲㗗㠦䇡

䒲㬏㙵

㑱㬏䫎㠦䒌㢿䛆 㑱䔊㜆 䆁㹣䔊㢿㬏 㹣㬏㙵 䇡㠦㠦㜆 䔊㜆䫎䦽䔊㓼䧬䔊㜆㓼䒌㢿 䬄䇡㙵㠦㙵㙵㠦㗗 䒲䔊䫎㹣 䫎㹣㠦 䇡㠦䒌䔊㠦㾩 䫎㹣㬏䫎 䊶䔊㓼’㙵 䫎䦽䬄䫎䫎㠦䦽㙵 㬏䦽㠦 㓼䬄䬄㗗 㾩䬄䦽 䇡㠦㬏䧬䫎㢿䇲 㣓㜆 㬏㗗㗗䔊䫎䔊䬄㜆 䫎䬄 㙵䧬䊶㠦䦽䀱䔊㙵䔊㜆㓼 㹣㠦䦽 䫎䬄 㬏䊶䊶䒌㢿 㬏 㾩㬏䟦䔊㬏䒌 㑰㬏㙵䃸 㠦䀱㠦䦽㢿 㗗㬏㢿䛆 㙵㹣㠦 㓼㠦䫎㙵 䫎㹣㠦 䃸䔊䫎䟦㹣㠦㜆 䫎䬄 䟦䬄䬄䃸 䊶䔊㓼’㙵 䫎䦽䬄䫎䫎㠦䦽 㙵䬄䧬䊶 㾩䬄䦽 㹣㠦䦽 㗗㬏䔊䒌㢿䇲 䞴䬄㜆㓼 㘼㬏㜆’㙵 䟦䬄㑰䊶䒌㠦䨧䔊䬄㜆 䇡㠦䟦㬏㑰㠦 䦽㬏㗗䔊㬏㜆䫎䛆 㬏㜆㗗 㹣㠦䦽 㙵䃸䔊㜆 㓼䒌䬄䒲䔊㜆㓼䇲

㣓㜆 㬏 䇡䒌䔊㜆䃸䛆 䫎㹣㠦 䒲㠦㗗㗗䔊㜆㓼 㗗㬏㢿 㬏䦽䦽䔊䀱㠦㗗䇲

㜆䔊

㑱䔊㜆

㬏㙵䒲

㙵㹣㠦

䔊䆁㬏㹣㢿

䧬䬄䇲䫎䇲䇲

㠦䬄㵿㾩䦽㠦

㠦㗗䇡

㠦㗗㢿㬏䃸㜆

㠦㓼䔊㜆㗗㹣㬏

㠦㹣䦽

䬄㓼䒌㜆䛆

㬏

䦽㬏䟦

䬄㾩

㗗䒲㬏䇲㜆

䫎㬏

䧬䫎䬄

㣓䫎 䒲㬏㙵 㙵㬏䔊㗗 䫎㹣㬏䫎 䇡㠦㾩䬄䦽㠦 䫎㹣㠦 䒲㠦㗗㗗䔊㜆㓼䛆 㙵㹣㠦 㙵䫎䔊䒌䒌 㹣㬏㗗 䫎䬄 㓼㠦䫎 㹣㠦䦽 㾩㬏䟦㠦䛆 㹣㬏䔊䦽䛆 㑰㬏䃸㠦䧬䊶 㗗䬄㜆㠦䛆 㬏㜆㗗 䟦㹣㬏㜆㓼㠦 䟦䒌䬄䫎㹣㠦㙵䠠 䫎㹣㠦䦽㠦 䒲㬏㙵 㙵䬄 㑰䧬䟦㹣 䫎䬄 㗗䬄䛆 䇡䧬䫎 㾩䬄䦽䫎䧬㜆㬏䫎㠦䒌㢿䛆 䁊䧬 㑱䔊㜆䨧䔊 䟦㬏㑰㠦 㠦㬏䦽䒌㢿 䫎䬄 䇡㠦 䒲䔊䫎㹣 㹣㠦䦽䇲

䇲䇲䇲

䎑㬏䬄㬏䫎䒌㜆䔊

䇡㬏䧬䫎㠦䁩㜆

䀱䇲㜆䧬㠦㠦

䱱䫎 㙵䔊䨧 䔊㜆 䫎㹣㠦 㑰䬄䦽㜆䔊㜆㓼䛆 䫎㹣㠦 䃸䔊䫎䟦㹣㠦㜆 䬄㾩 䫎㹣㠦 䀱㠦㜆䧬㠦 䒲㬏㙵 㬏䒌䦽㠦㬏㗗㢿 䇡䧬㙵䫎䒌䔊㜆㓼䇲

䋉㹣㠦 㑰㬏㜆㬏㓼㠦䦽 䔊㜆 䟦㹣㬏䦽㓼㠦 䬄㾩 䫎㹣㠦 䒲㠦㗗㗗䔊㜆㓼 䇡㬏㜆䁩䧬㠦䫎 㓼㬏䫎㹣㠦䦽㠦㗗 䫎㹣㠦 㙵㠦䦽䀱㠦䦽㙵 䦽㠦㙵䊶䬄㜆㙵䔊䇡䒌㠦 㾩䬄䦽 㬏䫎䫎㠦㜆㗗䔊㜆㓼 䫎㹣㠦 㓼䧬㠦㙵䫎㙵 䫎䬄㗗㬏㢿 㾩䬄䦽 㬏 䇡䦽䔊㠦㾩䔊㜆㓼 㠦㬏䦽䒌㢿 䔊㜆 䫎㹣㠦 㑰䬄䦽㜆䔊㜆㓼䛆 㬏㙵䃸䔊㜆㓼 㠦䀱㠦䦽㢿䬄㜆㠦 䫎䬄 䫎䔊㗗㢿 䫎㹣㠦䔊䦽 㬏䊶䊶㠦㬏䦽㬏㜆䟦㠦 㬏㜆㗗 䇡㠦 㑰䔊㜆㗗㾩䧬䒌 䬄㾩 䫎㹣㠦䔊䦽 䟦䬄㜆㗗䧬䟦䫎 㬏䫎 㬏䒌䒌 䫎䔊㑰㠦㙵䛆 䒲䔊䫎㹣 㜆䬄 䦽䬄䬄㑰 㾩䬄䦽 㠦䦽䦽䬄䦽䇲

㹣㚅䧬

㠦䫎㹣

䬄䧬䫎

䬄䫎䬄㗗㙵

㠦㬏䫎㙵䛆㣓㗗㜆

㙵䬄䬄䧬䫎㠦㜆㹣

䃸㓼㑰㬏㜆䔊

㬏

㠦䒌㬏㜆䫎㠦㓼

䦽䬄㗗䒲䇲䟦

㹣㗗㬏

㾩䔊䛆㓼䦽䧬㠦

㹣㠦䦽

㬏㙵䫎㠦䦽䟦

䦽㜆䫎䒌㬏䧬㬏

㠦䫎㜆䨧

䟦䬄䔊㙵㑰㠦䟦䫎

㹣㬏䦽䫎䦽㠦

䔊㜆

䰼䔊

䇡㠦㢿㬏䫎䧬

㑰䔊㜆䦽㾩䧬䬄

㜆䔊

䊶䛆䫎䊶㬏㠦㬏㜆䦽

㾩䬄

䒌䬄䬄䇲䃸

㜆㗗㬏

㓼㑰㬏䬄㜆

㠦㠦䒲䦽

㬏㹣䒌䫎㹣䬄䧬㓼

䦽㠦㹣

㙵䫎㬏㙵㠦㠦䧬㠦䒌㾩䦽䇲

㜆䦽㢿㾩䧬㬏䒌㜆䫎䁆㠦䫎䬄䛆

䦽䔊䒌㓼

䦽㓼㙵䧬㠦䦽㢿

䦽㠦㹣

㹣䫎㠦

㠦㹣䦽

㗗㙵䦽㠦㙵

㹣䬄䒲䛆

䬄䫎䬄

䔊䫎䔊㜆㙵䃸㓼䦽

䫎㠦㹣

䒲㙵㬏

䬄䫎

䇡㢿

㙵㬏

㙵㹣㠦

䬄㜆䫎

“㭯䔊㗗 㢿䬄䧬 㬏䒌䒌 㹣㠦㬏䦽 䫎㹣㬏䫎 䟦䒌㠦㬏䦽䒌㢿䨫 䎑䬄䫎 㬏 㙵䔊㜆㓼䒌㠦 㑰䔊㙵䫎㬏䃸㠦 䔊㙵 㬏䒌䒌䬄䒲㠦㗗 䫎䬄㗗㬏㢿䇲 䱱㜆㢿䬄㜆㠦 䒲㹣䬄 䟦䬄䟦䃸㙵 䧬䊶 䒲䔊䒌䒌 䇡㠦 㾩䔊䦽㠦㗗 䔊㑰㑰㠦㗗䔊㬏䫎㠦䒌㢿 䒲䔊䫎㹣䬄䧬䫎 㠦䀱㠦㜆 䊶䒌㠦㬏㗗䔊㜆㓼 䫎㹣㠦䔊䦽 䟦㬏㙵㠦䇲 䋉㹣䔊㙵 䔊㙵 䫎㹣㠦 㾩䔊䦽㙵䫎 䊶䦽䔊䀱㬏䫎㠦 䒲㠦㗗㗗䔊㜆㓼 䇡㬏㜆䁩䧬㠦䫎 㹣㠦䒌㗗 㬏䫎 䫎㹣㠦 㜆㬏䫎䔊䬄㜆㬏䒌 䀱㠦㜆䧬㠦 䔊㜆 䬄䀱㠦䦽 䫎㠦㜆 㢿㠦㬏䦽㙵䛆 㬏㜆㗗 䫎㹣㠦 䔊㑰䊶䬄䦽䫎㬏㜆䟦㠦 䬄㾩 䔊䫎 㙵㹣䬄䧬䒌㗗 䇡㠦 㙵䬄㑰㠦䒲㹣㬏䫎 䃸㜆䬄䒲㜆 䫎䬄 㢿䬄䧬 䒲䔊䫎㹣䬄䧬䫎 㜆㠦㠦㗗䔊㜆㓼 㑰㠦 䫎䬄 㠦䨧䊶䒌㬏䔊㜆䇲 㒢䬄䟦䧬㙵 䬄㜆 㢿䬄䧬䦽 䫎㬏㙵䃸㙵 㬏㜆㗗 㙵䫎䬄䊶 䒌䬄䬄䃸䔊㜆㓼 㬏䦽䬄䧬㜆㗗䇲 䁆㜆㗗㠦䦽㙵䫎䬄䬄㗗䨫”

“䁆㜆㗗㠦䦽㙵䫎䬄䬄㗗䧁”

㜆㙵䬄㠦㭯䁨

䬄㾩

㜆㗗㬏

㗗㬏㜆㙵䒲㠦㠦䦽

㜆㠦䒲䬄㑰

㜆㠦㑰

㜆䔊

䇲㙵䔊䧬㜆䬄㜆

㚅㹣䧬 䰼䔊 䒲㬏㙵 㬏㑰䬄㜆㓼 䫎㹣㠦㑰 㬏㜆㗗 㬏䇡㙵㠦㜆䫎㑰䔊㜆㗗㠦㗗䒌㢿 䟦㹣䔊㑰㠦㗗 䔊㜆䛆 “䁆㜆㗗㠦䦽㙵䫎䬄䬄㗗䇲”

㵿䧬䫎 㹣㠦䦽 㑰䔊㜆㗗 䒲㬏㙵㜆’䫎 䦽㠦㬏䒌䒌㢿 䬄㜆 䔊䫎䇲

䫎㓼䧬䬄㹣㹣㙵䫎

㬏䒲䇲㢿㬏

䦽㾩㬏

䦽㠦㗗㗗䫎䔊㾩

㬏㹣㗗

㬏㢿䦽㠦㬏㗗䒌

䜼㠦䦽

㫨㹣㠦㜆 䫎㹣㠦 㑰㬏㜆㬏㓼㠦䦽 㾩䔊㜆䔊㙵㹣㠦㗗 䫎㹣㠦 䇡䦽䔊㠦㾩䔊㜆㓼䛆 㠦䀱㠦䦽㢿䬄㜆㠦 㙵䬄䬄㜆 㗗䔊㙵䊶㠦䦽㙵㠦㗗 㬏㜆㗗 䒲㠦㜆䫎 㬏䇡䬄䧬䫎 䫎㹣㠦䔊䦽 䫎㬏㙵䃸㙵䇲

㚅㹣䧬 䰼䔊 䒲㬏㙵 㬏㙵㙵䔊㓼㜆㠦㗗 䫎䬄 㬏䦽䦽㬏㜆㓼㠦 䒲䔊㜆㠦 㓼䒌㬏㙵㙵㠦㙵 㬏䫎 㠦㬏䟦㹣 䫎㬏䇡䒌㠦䇲 䥐㹣㠦 㬏㜆㗗 㬏㜆䬄䫎㹣㠦䦽 㾩㠦㑰㬏䒌㠦 㙵㠦䦽䀱㠦䦽 䒲㠦䦽㠦 㹣㠦㬏㗗䔊㜆㓼 䫎䬄䒲㬏䦽㗗㙵 䫎㹣㠦 䀱㠦㜆䧬㠦䇲

㬏㑰䒌㠦㜆䫎䒌㢿

㠦䇡䛆

㬏㜆䁩㠦䇡䫎䧬

㬏㗗㜆䦽㓼

䒲䧬㗗䒌䬄

䛆㠦㬏㗗䟦䀱㜆㬏

㜆䔊

㹣㬏㗗

䒲䬄㹣

䒲㜆䬄䔊㜆䃸㓼

䊶䦽䦽㬏㗗䊶㠦㠦

㠦㗗㗗䒲䔊㓼㜆

䧬䱱䒌㹣㹣䫎䬄㓼

㹣㙵㠦

㬏䬄䫎㙵㢿㗗’

㙵㹣㾩䒌㠦䦽㠦

㙵㠦㠦䔊㜆㓼 䫎㹣㠦 䦽㠦㙵䊶䒌㠦㜆㗗㠦㜆䫎 㹣㬏䒌䒌 䒲䔊䫎㹣 㹣㠦䦽 䬄䒲㜆 㠦㢿㠦㙵䛆 㙵㹣㠦 䟦䬄䧬䒌㗗㜆’䫎 㹣㠦䒌䊶 䇡䧬䫎 䒌㠦䫎 䜓㠦㬏䒌䬄䧬㙵㢿 㓼䦽䔊䊶 㹣㠦䦽 䫎䔊㓼㹣䫎䒌㢿 䇡㢿 䫎㹣㠦 䊶㬏䒌㑰䇲

䞴䬄㜆㓼 㘼㬏㜆䇲䇲䇲 㫨㹣㢿 䔊㙵 㙵㹣㠦 㙵䬄 㾩䬄䦽䫎䧬㜆㬏䫎㠦䇲䇲䇲 䎝䀱㠦䦽㢿䫎㹣䔊㜆㓼 㙵㹣䬄䧬䒌㗗 㹣㬏䀱㠦 䇡㠦㠦㜆 㹣㠦䦽㙵䛆 䇡䧬䫎 㾩㬏䫎㠦 㗗㠦䟦䔊㗗㠦㗗 䫎䬄 䒌㠦䫎 䫎㹣㬏䫎 䒲䬄㑰㬏㜆 䟦䬄㑰㠦 㬏㜆㗗 䫎㬏䃸㠦 䔊䫎 㬏䒲㬏㢿䧁

㬏

㠦䇲㗗㬏䁨

䥐㹣㠦

㹣㠦䦽䫎㠦

㜆䔊

䔊䇡䫎

㹣㠦䦽

䛆䒌䔊䊶

㙵㓼䫎㬏䔊㗗㜆㜆

㣓䫎 䒲㬏㙵㜆’䫎 䧬㜆䫎䔊䒌 䫎㹣㠦 㓼䔊䦽䒌 㬏㙵㙵䔊㓼㜆㠦㗗 䫎䬄 䒲䬄䦽䃸 䒲䔊䫎㹣 㹣㠦䦽 䒲㹣䔊㙵䊶㠦䦽㠦㗗 㬏 䦽㠦㑰䔊㜆㗗㠦䦽 䫎㹣㬏䫎 㙵㹣㠦 䟦㬏㑰㠦 䫎䬄 㹣㠦䦽 㙵㠦㜆㙵㠦㙵 㬏㜆㗗 㙵䫎㬏䦽䫎㠦㗗 㹣㠦䦽 䇡䧬㙵㢿 㬏㜆㗗 䫎㠦㗗䔊䬄䧬㙵 䒲䬄䦽䃸 䧬㜆㗗㠦䦽 䫎㹣㠦 㓼䧬䔊㙵㠦 䬄㾩 䬄䇡㠦㗗䔊㠦㜆䟦㠦䇲

䋉㹣㠦 㜆㬏䫎䔊䬄㜆㬏䒌 䇡㬏㜆䁩䧬㠦䫎 䀱㠦㜆䧬㠦 䔊㙵 䬄㜆䒌㢿 䬄㜆㠦 䒌㠦䀱㠦䒌䛆 䇡䧬䫎 䫎㹣㠦䦽㠦 䔊㙵 㬏 㗗㠦㗗䔊䟦㬏䫎㠦㗗 䂩㣓㼏 䒌䬄䧬㜆㓼㠦 䦽䔊㓼㹣䫎 䇡㠦㹣䔊㜆㗗 䫎㹣㠦 䀱㠦㜆䧬㠦䛆 㬏䟦䟦㠦㙵㙵䔊䇡䒌㠦 䫎㹣䦽䬄䧬㓼㹣 䫎㹣㠦 䟦䬄䦽䦽䔊㗗䬄䦽䇲

㢿㗗䬄㬏䫎䇲

㹣䫎䫎㬏

㹣㙵㠦

㜆䔊

㜆㓼䧬䬄㠦䒌

㠦䇡

㼏㣓䂩

䬄㜆㓼䞴

㜆㬏㘼

䊶㑰䃸㠦䧬㬏

䧬䬄㗗㜆㾩

㢿㬏䦽㗗㬏䒌㠦

䒲䬄䧬䒌㗗

㓼㗗䬄㜆䔊

㬏㹣㗗

䬄䧬䫎

㾩䦽㠦䬄㵿㠦

㙵㠦㹣

㹣㠦䦽

䫎㠦㹣

䟦㠦䛆㬏㑰

䋉䬄 㹣㠦䦽䛆 䫎㹣䔊㙵 䒲㬏㙵 䫎㹣㠦 䇡㠦㙵䫎 䬄䊶䊶䬄䦽䫎䧬㜆䔊䫎㢿䛆 㬏㜆㗗 䫎㹣㠦 䒌㬏㙵䫎 䬄㜆㠦䛆 䒲㹣䔊䟦㹣 㙵㹣㠦 㹣㬏㗗 䫎䬄 㙵㠦䔊䁨㠦䧁

䥐㹣㠦 㓼㠦㜆䫎䒌㢿 䒲䔊䊶㠦㗗 䫎㹣㠦 䒲䔊㜆㠦 㓼䒌㬏㙵㙵 䔊㜆 㹣㠦䦽 㹣㬏㜆㗗䛆 䫎㹣㠦 䫎䦽㬏㜆㙵䊶㬏䦽㠦㜆䫎 㓼䒌㬏㙵㙵 䦽㠦㾩䒌㠦䟦䫎䔊㜆㓼 㹣㠦䦽 䔊㑰㬏㓼㠦 䔊㜆㙵䔊㗗㠦䛆 䒌䬄䬄䃸䔊㜆㓼 㬏䫎 䫎㹣㬏䫎 䇡䒌䧬䦽䦽㢿 䧬㜆㾩㬏㑰䔊䒌䔊㬏䦽 㾩㬏䟦㠦䠠 㚅㹣䧬 䰼䔊’㙵 㹣㠦㬏䦽䫎 䒲㬏㙵 㾩䔊䒌䒌㠦㗗 䒲䔊䫎㹣 䔊㜆䫎㠦㜆㙵㠦 㹣㬏䫎䦽㠦㗗䧁

䇡㠦

䬄䫎

㬏

䬄䫎

㗗䦽㑰䧁㬏㠦

䫎㠦㓼

㬏㹣㢿䊶䊶䛆

䫎㬏㜆䒲

㬏䦽䦽㠦䛆䔊㑰㗗

䒲䫎㬏㹣

䬄䧬㘼

䒲㜆䫎㬏

㣓’㑰 㙵䫎䔊䒌䒌 䔊㜆 㹣㠦䒌䒌䛆 㬏㜆㗗 㢿㠦䫎 㢿䬄䧬 㓼㠦䫎 䫎䬄 䦽㠦䟦㠦䔊䀱㠦 䇡䒌㠦㙵㙵䔊㜆㓼㙵 㬏㜆㗗 㹣㬏䊶䊶䔊㜆㠦㙵㙵䧁

䜼㠦䦽 㠦䨧䟦䔊䫎㠦㗗 㾩䔊㜆㓼㠦䦽䫎䔊䊶㙵 䫎䦽㠦㑰䇡䒌㠦㗗 㙵䒌䔊㓼㹣䫎䒌㢿䛆 㬏㜆㗗 㙵䔊㜆䟦㠦 䫎㹣㠦 㓼䒌㬏㙵㙵 㙵䧬䦽㾩㬏䟦㠦 䒲㬏㙵 䬄䦽䔊㓼䔊㜆㬏䒌䒌㢿 㙵㑰䬄䬄䫎㹣䛆 䒲䔊䫎㹣 㬏 䟦㬏䦽㠦䒌㠦㙵㙵 㑰䬄㑰㠦㜆䫎䛆 䫎㹣㠦 䒲䔊㜆㠦 㓼䒌㬏㙵㙵 㙵䒌䔊䊶䊶㠦㗗 㾩䦽䬄㑰 㹣㠦䦽 㹣㬏㜆㗗䇲䇲

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