Li Miaoxian doesn't have much to say about this matter.
That's the thing, some people are so thick-skinned that they take advantage of them and don't even appreciate it...
But if you think about it carefully, Zhao Chen said her son, not Zhao Chen's son. In other words, even if the Li family is inherited by Zhao Chen in the future, Zhao Chen will only let Li Miaoxian's children inherit the Li family's property.
He will not let other women's children interfere with the Li family's property.
Li Miaoxian feels pretty good about this.
Of course, her children will not only inherit the Li family's property in the future, but the Zhao family's property will also be inherited by her children in the future.
This is called inheritance by the eldest son, and it is in line with the rules.
Li Miaoxian thought so.
The Takarazuka Revue is the song and dance troupe that applied to perform during the Tokyo Olympics but was rejected because the person in charge was misogynistic.
The troupe consists of female performers with superb skills, and the requirements for recruiting members are extremely strict.
Li Miaoxian and Gu Changyi both wanted to come over and take a look.
There was originally no performance today.
However, when they found out that a professor of Chinese traditional culture came all the way from China, and that he also had the daughter of a plutocrat, the opera troupe decided to perform today just for Zhao Chen and his party.
Outside the Opera House gate.
Bai Wanning has been waiting for a long time. The little girl was a little half-hearted. Zhao Chen had been very close to Li Miaoxian recently. That sense of closeness did not come with her, which gave her a bad feeling.
And they have arrived an hour earlier now.
No sign of Zhao Chen has been seen yet;
Although she didn't care about competing for favor, the feeling of being ignored was not a good one.
Just like her, Mitsui Yukiko was also silent and staring.
Xuezi felt that her life seemed to have taken on a new look in the past few days, but it seemed that after the new look, there was a new sadness... which troubled her more than the group of boys chasing after him at school.
Gu Changyi had already stepped out of the car and was chatting with people from the opera troupe.
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"Almost there."
"The navigation shows that there are only more than 300 meters left." Zhao Chen replied.
Li Miaoxian calmed down and stopped talking.
Not long after, she spoke, "In the past few days, you have been getting closer to me. You should spend more time with Wan Ning..."
"good."
"I'm not a kind-hearted, kind and selfless person. I just think that Wanning is very good to you. It's better for a man not to be a heartless person...and Wanning's thoughts and feelings may be a little more delicate than you think."
Zhao Chen was silent, then nodded.
The car stopped, Zhao Chen put a smile on his face and got out of the car to find Wan Ning.
"Why are you here so late?"
"On the way, I punished Li Miaoxian..."
"Ah? I thought you would find a reason to lie to me, but you actually told me the truth!" Wan Ning was a little surprised, but at this time she still smiled quietly, and the unhappiness just now was over.
Were you and Li Miaoxian secretly doing mysterious things? Not happy!
Are you going to fuck Li Miaoxian? Oh, that’s okay.
That was her honor.
Zhao Chen held her hand, followed by several women, and walked into the opera troupe together.
Inside the theater in Noda, there were only a few people in the audience, Zhao Chen, sitting alone in the front row.
Looking at a dance, the beauty, art, style, culture, local customs, spirit... Zhao Chen took in everything.
There are some complicated feelings coming over me.
No matter how despicable a nation is, there will always be things that make people marvel, and they will always create something that can be called an excellent culture.
A performance made Zhao Chen's mental outlook fluctuate a bit.
Perhaps the only thing more exciting than the word "wonderful" is the word "wonderful" itself.
Zhao Chen was in awe of these women who pursued excellence.
This time Wan Ning chose to nod and pay attention as her expression of appreciation.
After the other actors left.
The two performers, who should also be the leaders of the song and dance troupe, walked down from the auditorium and saluted Zhao Chen and his group seriously. Zhao Chen stopped showing off this time and also bowed.
The result of such a polite gesture is that the two parties keep bowing, back and forth.
I couldn't figure it out, I thought it was a couple paying homage.
Gu Changyi said a few profound words that people can't figure out. It probably means that you have no clothes and you are in the same robe as your son... Anyway, what he expresses is that you are not alone in the pursuit of beauty in the world.
, I am the same as you, we all have excellent pursuits... Women are the spirits in the world...
The person in charge was so moved that he wanted to cry.
Zhao Chen didn't know if he understood it, but Li Miaoxian and Bai Wanning, who were listening on the side, fell silent after hearing what Gu Changyi said.
Next.
Wan Ning was very interested and wanted to try on their fan dance costumes, which were probably improved geisha costumes.
As a result, people refused to let me do it, saying that there were rules.
Wan Ning smiled and stopped asking too much. Zhao Chen stood aside and watched silently. This little girl knew that they didn't let outsiders wear those clothes, so she still wanted to ask...
This method of creating a sense of intimacy is really clever.
However, Zhao Chen still tends to agree with Gu Changyi's approach - tell others directly what they like to hear, simple and generous.
The musical troupe finally talked with Xuezi for a long time. Although the words were very tactful, they still wanted Xuezi to think of their opera troupe if she had the opportunity to do charity one day, so that this kind of excellent program could be spread more widely.
Xuezi agreed.
At this time, Li Miaoxian also stood up and directly expressed his willingness to donate some money.
I hope they can bring this kind of performance to China and serve as ambassadors for cultural exchanges...
This time, it seemed like a hornet's nest had been poked.
Li Miaoxian was almost invited to join the opera troupe. He was full of enthusiasm and sincerity. The opera troupe was very concerned about and eager to spread this transnational culture.
After coming out of the song and dance troupe, Zhao Chen asked Li Miaoxian what his purpose was.
Mr. Li said: "The dance is very beautiful. We can let them dance in the Tiangong Club. The people there are educated, have status, and have the leisure to appreciate their beauty..."
"It's not like you don't know what Tiangong Club does..."
"Which of the prostitutes in the brothels in the past wanted to live a humble life? But it is not the muddy pond where they can escape from the dusty land. Only there they have a place. If they come to the villagers in the countryside, they can show it.
All I have is that beautiful body..."
Zhao Chen was silent.
He never gave much thought to such profound and metaphorical questions.
Simple is so good.
He stopped talking, but Li Miaoxian told him bluntly, "Some programs are very good to watch, but you can't judge which nation is good or bad... There are songs and dances to cover up the troubled times.
How can our nation not have a few fig leaves?
If a nation's culture is really good, then why can't these beautiful cultures change the nation's evil deeds? Why don't these cultural heritage make them true gentlemen?
You can't blind your eyes with a single leaf, and you can't be biased. Zhao Chen, you have to pay more attention to your thoughts..."
Li Miaoxian called his full name.
It shows that she really wants to tell him this...
"My wife's words make sense. My husband has learned a lesson."
Zhao Chen pushed his hands and bent down to salute.
"Between husband and wife, they are intimate, they are both teachers and friends, and they are life partners. This is how it should be."
Zhao Chen hurriedly put away the etiquette again.
Xuezi stood there and watched quietly.
The affection between Li Miaoxian and Zhao Chen as a couple, the feeling of respecting each other as guests, is more beautiful than the etiquette she has received since childhood.
These words and the closeness between the two fascinated her more than the ritual of Japanese wives kneeling at the door waiting for their husbands to come home from get off work day after day.
This is how it should be between husband and wife...
The sun has set.
Yukiko found a tatami-style hotel...
Zhao Chen's face lit up and he hurriedly hid his happiness. Li Miaoxian frowned but didn't say anything...