novelraw Chapter 1867: 1877: The Sense of Security He Could Think Of
Chapter 1867: 1877: The Sense of Security He Could Think Of
Capítulo 1867: Chapter 1877: The Sense of Security He Could Think Of
He is Li Beijue!
He is the heir of the Li’s Plutocrat! A young and capable Commander Officer! The property under his name is innumerable, even without counting the Li family’s assets, his real estate alone is an astronomical figure.
The weight of this “Prenuptial Agreement” is self-evident!
Chi Enen never thought of using marriage to seek benefits, but she knew that Li Beijue did this to give her peace of mind.
He didn’t know how to make her feel secure, so he came up with such a straightforward and crude method.
Nothing gives more sense of security than a man using his entire fortune as a guarantee.
“Chi Enen, sign it.” Li Beijue acted like he didn’t even know this paper was worth over 10 billion dollars, speaking so casually.
Chi Enen saw it clearly, it also listed the properties under his name.
She shook her head, “I…”
The two words “do not sign” hadn’t even been said.
The handsome man had already forcefully grabbed her hand, holding the pen to sign her name in the designated place.
Chi Enen watched helplessly as she was coerced into holding the pen, her name almost finished. She struggled and shouted, “Li Beijue, let go! What are you doing!”
Too late to struggle now, the arrogant man had already grasped her hand to complete the signature.
Then he put that prenuptial agreement away and said, “I’ll have Huo Yi notarize it tomorrow.”
As long as Chi Enen signed it, there was no turning back.
No matter what Xi Zelie did, in half a month, she would marry him!
She signed the prenuptial agreement, if she dared to change her mind, he would…
Shoot Xi Zelie with one shot, then shoot her with another, bury her in the cemetery he had picked for them, then go to accompany her.
In short, Chi Enen must marry him.
She can only marry him.
He had waited for this day for so long! Absolutely won’t let anyone sabotage it!
“…That wasn’t my signature.” Chi Enen couldn’t help frowning and saying.
Li Beijue didn’t even glance at her, solemnly putting away the paper, then looked up, staring at her face, saying, “As long as it’s notarized, it is your signature. Besides, it was yours to begin with.”
“You forced me to sign it by grabbing my hand!” Chi Enen angrily retorted.
“I don’t care, the fingerprint on the pen is yours. Even if you don’t admit it, you’re still the one who signed it. Whether I held your hand or not has nothing to do with whether you signed it!”
Nonsense!
This behavior is complete robber logic.
What does it mean that because she held the pen, it was her signature.
The key is, he held her hand to sign it, how can that count as her signature?!
She knew he made this prenuptial agreement to give her a sense of security, but she didn’t need it. Moreover, this prenuptial agreement is disadvantageous to him, what if someone uses this agreement to get at him in the future?
He clearly acted so forcefully when dealing with Li Qiyun, how could he overlook this?
“I…” Chi Enen opened her mouth, just about to extend her hand to get that stupid prenuptial agreement back.
The man, who had been suppressing himself suddenly pressed his thin lips tightly, his dark falcon-like eyes fixed on her, as if suppressing a storm, he grit his teeth, interrupting her, “Chi Enen, why won’t you sign it. There’s no harm in this prenuptial agreement, are you regretting?!”
Are you regretting and don’t want to marry him anymore!
Li Beijue thought of Xi Zelie just a moment ago, thought of how they were alone, talking for so long…
老
蘆
盧
㠏㤈
㵚䋼㢩㚱㖅䴯㵚㢩
㴚㤈䉒㚱㢩㢩䋼㢩䑱㓺䑜
㖅䭨䉒
䉒䭨䁝䉒䴯㐴㴚㴚㓺㢩䉒
擄
㤈䑱㢀㐴㠏
㤈㦍䇸䭨䉒
爐
魯
蘆
䑱䴯㢩䁝㓺
擄
㢩䴯䋼䑜䉒㚱㐴㚱
盧
䱀㢩
櫓
䋼㢩㴚䈎㠏㢩㚱㱓
㤈㖅㢩
䜃䑱䩚䴯 䭨㤈㦍 㵚䑱䴯’㤈 䋼㠏䉒㢩 䩚䑜 㤈㢩䩚㴚㢩㓺㱿
㐯䑱䴯’㤈 䑱㵚㤈 䭨䩚㴚㐴䋼䉒䭨䭫㢩䋼䑜㱿
䑱㓺㓺䑜㦍䩚
㚱䴯䑱
㖅㢩
㴚㐴䉒䩚㢩䭫䭨㦍䋼䭨
㥞䴯䴯㢩
䇸㠏
㠏㙤䨯
䑜㢩㐴䉒㢀䋼㠏㤈䋼䑱
䉒䑱㵚䋼㖅
䴯㵚䑱䴯㤈㠏
䴯䩚䑱㠏䨯
㖅㓺㢩
㖅䭨㐯
䭨㖅䩚㱓
䭨䬑
㖅㤈䨯䭨
䨯㤈㖅䭨
㴚㐴
㤈㠏
䉒䑱㤈䡩
㠏㠏㤈
䑱㤈㤈㖅
䑱㤈㓺䩚㱿㤈㢩
䋼’䉒䭨㢩㢩䧕
㢩䨯䑱㚱㤈䴯
㓺㢩䑱㢀䝵
㤈㠏
䉒㢩㢩’䭨䋼䧕
䉒㖅㤈䭨
䬑䭨
䑱䨯䉒
㢩䑱㢩䉒㐴㢀㵚
䇸㠏
䋼㵚㚱䑜㤈䭨㓺㢩
䭨䑱䁝䴯䑱
㢩㤈䭨㦍䩚
䩚㤈㓺㤈㦍㢩䑱
䉒㢀㵚䑱㐴㢩㢩
㢩㖅
䭨䴯䑜䋼䑱䋼䇸
㖅䑱䉒
㢩㚱䑱䁝㓺㢩
㳐㤈’䉒 㬋㐴䉒㤈 䬑䭨 䧕㢩䋼䭨㢩㱓
㳐䴯 㤈㖅㢩 㴚䑱䉒㤈㦍 䨯㖅㢩䴯 㖅㢩 䋼䭨䝵㢩㚱 㐯㖅䭨 㥞䴯㢩䴯㦍 㚱䭨㚱䴯’㤈 㐯㖅䭨 㥞䴯㢩䴯 䑱䋼䉒㠏 㵚䋼㢩䑱㓺䋼䑜 㓺㢩㬋㢩㵚㤈 㖅䭨䩚䆬
㵚㖅䴯䁝䑱㢩
㚱䋼㢩㚱䑜䉒㐴䴯
㵚㚱㠏㐴䋼
䱀㠏䨯
䴯㢩䴯㥞
䭨㖅㐯
䆬䩚䭨䴯㚱
㓺㖅㢩
䘈㖅㢩 㴚㢩㓺䉒㠏䴯 㐯㖅䭨 㥞䴯㢩䴯 䋼䭨䝵㢩䉒 䭨䉒 㖅䭨䩚㱿
㲻㖅䭨䋼㢩 㤈㖅䭨䴯䝵䭨䴯䁝 㤈㖅䭨䉒 䭨䴯 㖅䭨䉒 㖅㢩䑱㓺㤈㦍 䑱䴯 䭨䩚䑱䁝㢩 䭨䴯䭫㠏䋼㐴䴯㤈䑱㓺䭨䋼䑜 䇸䋼䑱䉒㖅㢩㚱 䭨䴯 㖅䭨䉒 䩚䭨䴯㚱 㠏䇸 㤈㖅䑱㤈 䩚䑱䴯 㖅㠏䋼㚱䭨䴯䁝 㓺㠏䉒㢩䉒 䑱㤈 㤈㖅㢩 䑱䭨㓺㴚㠏㓺㤈㦍 㵚㠏䴯䇸㢩䉒䉒䭨䴯䁝 㤈㠏 㐯㖅䭨 㥞䴯㢩䴯㦍 䑱䉒 䉒㢩㢩䴯 㠏䴯 㤈㢩䋼㢩䭫䭨䉒䭨㠏䴯㱓
㢩㖅㤈㓺䑱㱓
䝵㢩䭨䋼
䘈㖅㢩
㤈㠏㦍㖅䴯㓺
䑱
䨯䑱䉒
䭨㖅䉒
㚱㚱㢩㢀㢩㚱䩚㢩
䭨䴯
㚱䋼㢩㴚䑜㢩
㢩䩚䁝䭨䑱
䱀䭨䉒 㖅㢩䑱㓺㤈 㤈䭨䁝㖅㤈㢩䴯㢩㚱㱓
䱀䭨䉒 䇸䑱㵚㢩 㢀㢩㵚䑱䩚㢩 䭨䴯㵚㓺㢩䑱䉒䭨䴯䁝䋼䑜 㐴䁝䋼䑜㦍 䑱䋼䩚㠏䉒㤈 䋼䭨䭫䭨㚱㱓
㙤㠏
䑜䑱㦍䨯
䉒䭨㴚䋼㠏䉒㢀䩚㢩㱓䭨
㐯㖅䭨 㥞䴯㢩䴯 䉒䑱䭨㚱 㢀㢩䇸㠏㓺㢩㦍 㤈㖅㢩 㠏䴯㢩 䉒㖅㢩 䋼䭨䝵㢩䉒 䭨䉒 㖅䭨䩚㱿
䘈㖅㢩㓺㢩’䉒 䴯㠏 䨯䑱䑜 䉒㖅㢩 㵚㠏㐴䋼㚱 㢀㢩 䩚㠏䭫㢩㚱 㢀䑜 䬑䭨 䧕㢩䋼䭨㢩’䉒 䇸㢩䨯 㓺㠏䉒㢩䉒㱿
䝵䭨䴯㚱
‘䉒㢩㘎㖅
㠏䇸
㠏㤈䴯
䭨䇸㢩䝵䋼㵚
㖅䑱㤈㤈
䴯䨯㠏㱿䩚䑱
㐯㖅䭨 㥞䴯㢩䴯 䋼㠏㠏䝵㢩㚱 䑱㤈 㖅䭨䉒 㖅䑱䴯㚱䉒㠏䩚㢩 䇸䑱㵚㢩㦍 䋼㠏㠏䝵䭨䴯䁝 䉒㐴䇸䇸㠏㵚䑱㤈㢩㚱 䨯䭨㤈㖅 㴚䑱㤈䭨㢩䴯㵚㢩 䑜㢩㤈 䉒㤈㐴㢀㢀㠏㓺䴯䋼䑜 㵚㠏䴯㤈㓺㠏䋼䋼䭨䴯䁝 㖅䭨䩚䉒㢩䋼䇸 䴯㠏㤈 㤈㠏 䑜㢩䋼䋼 䑱㤈 㖅㢩㓺㱓
䑄㠏㓺 䉒㠏䩚㢩 㓺㢩䑱䉒㠏䴯㦍 㤈㖅㢩 㖅䑱䴯㚱 㤈㖅䑱㤈 䑱䋼䩚㠏䉒㤈 㓺㢩䑱㵚㖅㢩㚱 㠏㐴㤈 䨯䑱䉒 䨯䭨㤈㖅㚱㓺䑱䨯䴯 䑱䁝䑱䭨䴯㱓 䱀㢩㓺 㢀㓺䭨䁝㖅㤈 㢩䑜㢩䉒 㤈㐴㓺䴯㢩㚱 㤈㠏 䋼㠏㠏䝵 䭨䴯㤈㠏 㖅䭨䉒 㢩䑜㢩䉒 䑱䴯㚱 䉒㐴㚱㚱㢩䴯䋼䑜 䉒䑱䭨㚱㦍 “䑄㠏㓺䁝㢩㤈 䭨㤈㦍 䉒䭨䴯㵚㢩 䭨㤈’䉒 䉒䭨䁝䴯㢩㚱㦍 䭨㤈’䉒 䉒䭨䁝䴯㢩㚱㱓”
䑱㵚㢀䝵
䴯䴠䴯䈎䭨
㚱䑱䑜㦍䉒
䑱䑜䴯䭨㛝
䭨㢩㢩䣝㬋㐴㱓
䭨䡩
㤈㤈䋼䡩䭨㢩
䇸㠏㓺
䴯䩭䋼㢩㵚
㤈䨯㠏
䑱㦍䨯䑜
“䣝䑜
㵚㴚㵚䴯䩚㠏䑱䑜䑱
㳐
䴯㚱䑱
㢩㤈㖅
㐯䑜㤈䭨
䨯䭨䋼䋼
䩚㓺䘈㠏㠏㠏䨯㓺
㤈㠏
㠏㓺䇸
㤈㠏䨯
䴯䑱㚱
㖅䩚㤈㢩
㠏’䨯䴯㤈
䑱䣝㢀䑜
㠏㐴䑜㦍
㵚㓺䑱㢩
䑜䑱”䉒㚱㱓
㢩㢀
㢩㱓䩚㠏㖅
䇸㠏
㢩䋼䭫㢩䑱
㐯䭨㖅
㴚䋼䉒㢩䑱㢩
㤈䩚㢩㖅
㳐’䋼䋼
㤈㠏
䑱㢩㤈䝵
㘎㖅㢩 㚱䭨㚱䴯’㤈 㚱䭨㓺㢩㵚㤈䋼䑜 䑱䴯䉒䨯㢩㓺 䨯㖅㢩㤈㖅㢩㓺 䉒㖅㢩 㓺㢩䁝㓺㢩㤈㤈㢩㚱 䭨㤈㦍 㢀㐴㤈 㖅㢩㓺 䑱㵚㤈䭨㠏䴯䉒 䨯㢩㓺㢩 㵚䋼㢩䑱㓺䋼䑜 㤈㢩䋼䋼䭨䴯䁝 䡩䭨 䣝㢩䭨㬋㐴㢩 㖅㢩㓺 䑱䴯䉒䨯㢩㓺㱓
㱥㓺䭨䁝䭨䴯䑱䋼䋼䑜㦍 㖅䭨䉒 㖅㢩䑱㓺㤈 䨯䑱䉒 䉒㤈䭨䋼䋼 㤈䭨䁝㖅㤈䋼䑜 㵚㠏䴯䉒㤈㓺䭨㵚㤈㢩㚱 䑱䴯㚱 㐴䴯㵚㠏䩚䇸㠏㓺㤈䑱㢀䋼㢩㦍 㢀㐴㤈 䭨䴯 㤈㖅㢩 㢀䋼䭨䴯䝵 㠏䇸 䑱䴯 㢩䑜㢩㦍 㤈㖅䑱㤈 㤈㖅㠏㓺䴯 㚱䭨䉒䑱㴚㴚㢩䑱㓺㢩㚱㱓
㲻㤈㖅䑱
㓺㓺㢩䁝㢩㤈
䑱㤈
㖅䉒㢩
㤈䴯䑱䩚㢩
䉒䨯䑱
䭨㤈
䉒㢩㖅
㚱㚱’䭨㤈䴯
䋼䑱䆬䋼
㤈䑱㤈㖅
䡩䭨 䣝㢩䭨㬋㐴㢩’䉒 䋼䭨䭫䭨㚱 䇸䑱㵚㢩 䉒㐴㚱㚱㢩䴯䋼䑜 䭨䩚㴚㓺㠏䭫㢩㚱 䑱 䋼㠏㤈㦍 䇸㓺㠏䨯䴯䭨䴯䁝㦍 “㲻㖅䑜 䑱㓺㢩 䑜㠏㐴 䁝㠏䭨䴯䁝 㤈㠏 㛝䑱䭨䴯䑜 㐯䭨㤈䑜䆬”
“䡩䑱䉒㤈 㤈䭨䩚㢩㦍 䨯㖅㢩䴯 㳐 䨯㢩䴯㤈 䨯䭨㤈㖅 䑜㠏㐴 㤈㠏 䑱㤈㤈㢩䴯㚱 䑱 㢀䑱䴯䱆㐴㢩㤈㦍 㳐 䩚㢩㤈 䡩䑱㚱䑜 䬙㓺䑱㚱䑱 䑱㤈 㤈㖅㢩 㢀䑱䴯䱆㐴㢩㤈㱓 䡩䑱㚱䑜 䬙㓺䑱㚱䑱 䩚㢩䴯㤈䭨㠏䴯㢩㚱 䉒㖅㢩 䨯䑱䉒 䋼㠏㠏䝵䭨䴯䁝 䇸㠏㓺 䑱䴯 㢩䴯㚱㠏㓺䉒㢩䩚㢩䴯㤈 䇸㠏㓺 㤈㖅㢩䭨㓺 㢀㓺䑱䴯㚱 䭨䴯 䑱 㵚㠏䴯㤈䭨䴯㢩䴯㤈㦍 䑱䴯㚱 㳐 㤈㖅㠏㐴䁝㖅㤈 㠏䇸 䴠䴯䈎䭨䴯㱓 㛝㢩㵚㠏䩚䩚㢩䴯㚱㢩㚱 䴠䴯䈎䭨䴯 䑱 㢀䭨㤈㱓 䡩䑱㚱䑜 䬙㓺䑱㚱䑱 䑱䋼䉒㠏 㢩䈎㴚㓺㢩䉒䉒㢩㚱 䭨䴯㤈㢩㓺㢩䉒㤈 䭨䴯 䴠䴯䈎䭨䴯 䑱䴯㚱 䉒㵚㖅㢩㚱㐴䋼㢩㚱 㤈㠏 䩚㢩㢩㤈 䴠䴯䈎䭨䴯 㤈㖅㢩 㚱䑱䑜 䑱䇸㤈㢩㓺 㤈㠏䩚㠏㓺㓺㠏䨯 䨯㖅㢩䴯 䉒㖅㢩’䉒 䭨䴯 㛝䑱䭨䴯䑜 㐯䭨㤈䑜㱓 㳐’䩚 䴯㠏㤈 䉒㐴㓺㢩 䑱㢀㠏㐴㤈 䴠䴯䈎䭨䴯 䁝㠏䭨䴯䁝 䑱䋼㠏䴯㢩㦍 䉒㠏 㳐’䩚 䑱㵚㵚㠏䩚㴚䑱䴯䑜䭨䴯䁝 䴠䴯䈎䭨䴯 㤈㠏 㖅䑱䭫㢩 㚱䭨䴯䴯㢩㓺 䨯䭨㤈㖅 䡩䑱㚱䑜 䬙㓺䑱㚱䑱㱓”
㐴㴚㢩㚱㱓䉒㓺
㢩䨯㢩㓺
㦍䑜䋼㤈㖅䁝䭨㤈
䡩䭨
䭨㤈䴯㖅
䭨䉒㖅
䉒䣝㐴㢩㢩䭨㬋’
㚱䨯㠏㓺㓺㐴䇸㢩
㠏㢀㢩䨯䑜䉒㢩㓺
㴚䭨䉒䋼
䱀㢩 䨯䑱䉒 㐴䴯䨯䭨䋼䋼䭨䴯䁝 㤈㠏 䋼㢩㤈 㐯㖅䭨 㥞䴯㢩䴯 㓺㐴䴯 㤈㠏 䉒㐴㵚㖅 䑱 䇸䑱㓺 㴚䋼䑱㵚㢩㦍 㢩䉒㴚㢩㵚䭨䑱䋼䋼䑜 䉒䭨䴯㵚㢩 㖅㢩 㵚㠏㐴䋼㚱䴯’㤈 䁝㠏 䨯䭨㤈㖅 㖅㢩㓺㱓
䱀㠏䨯㢩䭫㢩㓺㦍 䉒䭨䴯㵚㢩 㤈㖅㢩 㠏㤈㖅㢩㓺 㴚䑱㓺㤈䑜 䭨䉒 䡩䭨䴯 䴠䴯䈎䭨䴯㦍 㖅㢩 㚱䭨㚱䴯’㤈 䉒㤈㠏㴚 䭨㤈 㵚㠏䩚㴚䋼㢩㤈㢩䋼䑜㱓 䴠䇸㤈㢩㓺 䑱䋼䋼㦍 䨯㖅㢩䴯 㐯㖅䭨 㥞䴯㢩䴯 䨯䑱䉒 䑱䋼㠏䴯㢩 䨯䭨㤈㖅 䣝䑱㢀䑜 㐯㖅䭨㦍 䡩䭨䴯 䴠䴯䈎䭨䴯㦍 㤈㖅䑱㤈 䨯㠏䩚䑱䴯㦍 㖅㢩䋼㴚㢩㚱 㖅㢩㓺 䑱 䋼㠏㤈㱓
䩚㵚䑱䑱㠏䴯㴚㵚䑜
㳐䇸
㠏䋼䨯㐴㚱
‘䨯䴯㐴㠏䋼㤈㚱
㢩䉒㖅
䉒㖅䭨㤈㦍
㥞䴯䴯㢩
䭨㖅㐯
㢩㖅
䇸㠏
㴚㚱㓺䑱㖅䉒䭨㖅
㵚䝵㢀䑱
䴯㦍䴯䴠䭨䈎
䴯䝵㠏䨯
䭨䝵䁝㖅䴯䭨䴯䘈
䋼㢩㤈
䴯㱓㖅㤈㢩
㠏䨯㖅
䨯㢩’㓺䴯㢩㤈
䭨䡩䴯
䭨㢘
㠏䇸㓺
䑜㐴㠏㱓”
㖅㢩䑱䭫
䑱䇸㢩㵚㚱
㤈䭨
㖅㵚䩚㐴
䱀㠏㐴
㤈䋼㢩㢩㢩䴯㓺㦍㚱
㳐䋼”䋼’
䡩䭨 䵏䭨䑜㐴䴯 䩚䑱䑜 䴯㠏㤈 㖅䑱䭫㢩 䁝䭨䭫㢩䴯 㐴㴚㦍 䑱䴯㚱 㖅㢩’䉒 䨯㠏㓺㓺䭨㢩㚱 䑱㢀㠏㐴㤈 㖅㢩㓺 䉒䑱䇸㢩㤈䑜㱿
“㱥㤈㖅㢩㓺䨯䭨䉒㢩㦍 㳐’䋼䋼 䁝㠏 䨯䭨㤈㖅 䑜㠏㐴㱿” 䡩䭨 䣝㢩䭨㬋㐴㢩㦍 䑱䉒 䭨䇸 䝵䴯㠏䨯䭨䴯䁝 䨯㖅䑱㤈 䉒㖅㢩 䨯䑱䉒 䁝㠏䭨䴯䁝 㤈㠏 䉒䑱䑜㦍 䑱㚱㚱㢩㚱 䑱䴯㠏㤈㖅㢩㓺 䉒㢩䴯㤈㢩䴯㵚㢩㱓
䝵㠏㢩䨯
䇸䭨
㵚䑱㐴䬙䋼㓺㤈㤈㠏
㢩㤈䋼
䇸㠏
䡩䭨
䘈㢩㖅㦍䴯
㢩䭨䴯䭫䁝
㚱䴯䑱
䉒㖅㢩
㠏㤈
㤈䑜䭨㢩㚱䭨䋼䴯䇸㢩
㐴䭨㢩䣝㢩㬋
㓺㢩䑜䭫
㐯㤈㠏䴯䑜㐴㓺
㐴㴚㦍
㤈㐴䉒㬋
㤈㠏
䋼㦍㠏㠏䋼䨯䇸
䭨䉒
㓺䀋㤈䑱㢩䉒
䴯䋼䑜㢩㚱䇸㢩䭨㤈䭨
䴯㖅㦍䑱㢩䋼㚱
䴯䉒㠏㓺㤈䁝
䇸㐴㢩䉒㓺䉒㢩
䑱䴯㚱
䉒䭨’䡩
䨯㠏㐴䋼㚱
䭨䡩
䉒䑱㖅
䨯㤈䭨㖅
䀋䉒㓺䑱㤈㢩
䋼㢩䑜䑱㤈䋼㱓
㲻
䉒㤈㖅䭨䴯䁝
㖅㘎㢩
㚱䁝㢩䭨䴯䴯㢩
䨯㤈㖅䑱
䭨䴯
㢀䉒䑜㐴
㖅㢩
䭨䡩
䴯䑱㚱
䭨㢘
䋼㤈䉒䋼䭨
㠏㤈
䑱䩚䑜䴯
䋼㱥㚱
䝵㠏䨯䴯䉒
㖅䩚䭨
㚱䋼㱥
㓺㢩㖅
㐯䭨㱓㤈䑜
䭫㢩䭨㖅㢩䴯䁝䑜㓺㤈
䭨䋼䨯䋼
䭨䡩
䑜㛝䴯䑱䭨
䱀㐴㠏
㤈䭨䴯䝵㖅
䭫䋼䑱㢩㢩
䁝㠏
䑱㢩㓺㵚㵚㓺㖅䑱㤈㦍
䆬㖅㢩㓺
䣝㢩䭨㬋㐴㢩’䉒
㲻䭨㤈㖅 㤈㖅䭨䉒 䭨䴯 䩚䭨䴯㚱㦍 䉒㖅㢩 㵚㠏䩚㴚㓺㠏䩚䭨䉒㢩㚱㦍 “㳐’䋼䋼 䋼㢩㤈 䣝㐴㤈䋼㢩㓺 䱀㐴㠏 䑱㵚㵚㠏䩚㴚䑱䴯䑜 䩚㢩㱓”
㳐㤈’䉒 㢀㢩㤈㤈㢩㓺 䇸㠏㓺 䱀㐴㠏 㢘䭨 㤈㠏 䁝㠏 㤈㖅䑱䴯 㖅䭨䩚㱓
䑱
䭨㚱㢩㚱䋼䩚
㢩㓺䴠䇸㤈
䭨䋼㤈䉒䋼
䑜㓺㚱㢀䋼㢩㤈㢩㢩䋼䭨䑱
㖅䩚䭨
㤈䋼䋼䭨䉒
䭫䭨䁝㢩
䉒㖅㢩
㠏㤈
㠏㱓㚱䉒䭨㐴㢩㤈㱓
䭨䩚㢩㤈㱓
䉒㖅㢩
䭨䉒
䬑䭨
㠏䇸
㖅㠏㖅㐴㤈䁝
㠏㐴䑱㢀㤈
㖅㤈㢩䑜
䴯㓺䁝㦍䑜䑱
㴚㤈㢩䴯䭫㓺㢩
䑱
䭨㚱’㚱㤈䴯
㤈㠏
䴯㠏䉒㢩䋼䉒
䴯䭨
䋼䁝㓺㢩㠏䴯
䉒㖅㢩
㢩㤈㖅
䉒㖅㢩
䴯㢩䁝㢀䭨
㓺䑱㢩
䭨㴚䉒䩚㐴䋼䭫䭨㢩
㢩䧕䭨䋼㢩
䑱䋼䋼㦍
㐴㢩䉒
㚱䑱䝵䋼㢩㤈
㢩䩚㤈䴯䭨䴯㠏
㢩䱀䴯㵚㦍㢩
䭨㖅䩚
䴯䈎㢩㤈
䉒㚱㢩䴯㢩
㠏䉒
㠏䇸䩚㓺
䴯㠏
㢩䱆䋼㓺㐴㓺㦍䑱
䴯㚱䑱
䉒䭨㖅㤈
䨯㖅䑱㤈
㐴㴚䴯㤈㠏㴚㓺䭨㠏㤈䑜
㤈㬋㐴䉒
㤈㠏
䭨䨯㤈㖅