Wi-heom-han gyan-gye Page #2
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I'm so glad you could come.
Here, have a seat.
Some boy is leading her astray.
She never reads books like "Call to Arms".
Besides, she's driven to school and back.
Her maid is always with her.
And it's a girls' school.
Where'd she meet such a little devil?
If Mr Jin finds out, there'll be trouble.
True, true, true.
Whatever happens, he mustn't find out.
A powerful man like that
has his pick of women.
He knew Beibei
was a good girl.
Real Virgin!
Why don't I speak to her?
Oh, thank you, Miss Mo!
Thank you!
It's the latest style from Paris.
Beibei looks sensational in it.
Young Dai isn't she lovely?
She's beautiful.
So pretty. Careful.
Careful.
Godmother, is it pretty?
Really?
Gorgeous.
Beibei's fiance is a lucky man.
I don't think the veil is quite right.
Young Dai, pretend you're the groom.
Any suggestions?
I'm sorry.
I have to be somewhere. See you.
Wenzhou.
I only just realised
you're in love with young Dai.
Mama says I have to marry Mr Jin.
Do you love Mr Jin?
Mama says I don't have to love him.
He's rich. I just have to marry him.
Men are all alike.
If they have money and power,
they ruin the lives of young women.
If Wenzhou was rich, it'd be okay.
Come.
If you'd model for him,
Dai could become a great artist.
Great painter.
Model?
Could I really be his model?
Beibei look.
See how lovely your skin is.
Such a beautiful figure.
Really?
In Young Dai's eyes,
your body is a work of art.
Master.
What are you...?
Move, move.
Godmother.
Hi, Miss Mo.
Thank you for asking us to the opera.
How'd you know I love this one?
Mrs Zhu, it's such a stellar cast
I thought of you straightaway.
Thank you so much.
Let's go.
Bravo! Bravo!
He's really good.
Ow...
What is it, Beibei?
My tummy hurts.
I need some air.
- Is it serious?
- Mrs Zhu
I'll take her there to rest.
That's such an imposition.
Shang Xiaoyun is due on stage soon.
Aren't you a great fan of his?
Thank you so much.
Ah-Wen, go with them.
You hardly touched lunch. It's hunger.
Ah-Wen will get you some wonton soup.
Okay.
Ah-Wen, go to Qiaojiashan.
Ask them for extra pepper.
It'll warm her stomach.
I should tell Mrs Zhu.
It hurts go now.
Keep the change.
Thank you, Miss Mo.
Godmother.
You could be an actress.
The key.
Young Dai is crazy with impatience.
What if Mama checks on me?
She couldn't tear herself
away from the opera.
But what if...
So don't go.
Who said I'm not going?
Then hurry.
Okay.
Get back before the final curtain.
Otherwise, she'll have your head.
Okay.
Reflecting on life, my sorrow streams.
Oh, humanity!
We shan't meet again but in dreams.
How's Beibei?
She just needs to rest a bit.
Um, I'll look in on her.
Bravo! Bravo!
It's Shang himself!
Sit down.
The peonies are blooming.
Beibei.
Beibei, what are you doing?
I want you... to become a great painter.
Put... hurry, put your clothes back on.
Godmother says
if you want to be a great painter,
you have to paint nudes.
Bravo!
Great-Aunt.
Let her sleep.
Grandma it's the "Patriotic Tattoo" scene.
Fan, I'm thirsty.
You know what I like.
Yes. I'll get it.
Fenyu, why didn't you wake me?
They've already started.
Return the righteous to power,
sing victory o'er the land
and restore peace under Heaven.
Loyalty to the nation never forget it!
If you die in battle,
your glory lives on.
Bravo!
Regain our land.
Return it to honour.
We'd rather die than be slaves.
Regain our land. Return it to honour.
Halt!
Hurry, catch him!
Run!
Don't run!
Bravo!
What's wrong?
It's one of Huimin's students.
Don't run!
Halt!
Halt! Halt!
Shao-pu.
Auntie.
Over here.
You're being silly.
She's a kid. She'll be fine.
Better to be careful.
Mr Jin asked me to keep an eye on her.
Beibei, you okay?
Beibei, feeling better?
Madame.
Young Miss is asleep.
Asleep? So she's okay?
Yes, fine.
I'll just look in on her.
May I help you?
Mr Xie!
Mr Xie knows Chinese medicine.
Why not let him check on her?
I could take her pulse.
Oh, no, no, no.
Ah-Wen, let her sleep.
Close the door.
Miss Mo, shall we return to our seats?
Mr Xie, after you.
Sure it was this one?
Definitely.
Let's go.
What are you doing?
Oh, Mr Xie, sir.
This is my private box.
We're chasing a man who's
a security threat.
I saw him go in myself.
You sure?
Yes, Mr Xie, sir.
Yes, yes.
Who are you after?
Mr Xie, sir, who's this man?
Young Bao, I'm tired.
Help me to the car.
Okay.
Wait a moment.
Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!
Mama.
Oh, Beibei, feeling better?
Run!
Cai Lu! Step on it!
He only painted her.
Mrs Zhu, hello.
Oh, Miss Mo, hello.
I'm not sure if I should tell you this.
What's it?
It's about Beibei.
Madame.
Mama.
Look do you like my drawing?
What's that in your hands? Let me see it.
What did you two do?
Mrs Zhu, Beibei gave herself for art.
Gave herself?
You... you misunderstand.
It's art. It's about beauty.
Art?
Yes.
What do you want?
You after our family's money?
I love Beibei.
And I love Wenzhou.
Ridiculous.
You're the son of a lowly rickshaw puller.
You think you're good enough for Beibei?
That you're her social match?
You should know your place.
Mama.
My father may be poor.
But he'd never sell his
own child for money.
Little scoundrel!
What's more, he understands art.
Wenzhou.
Halt.
Take one step and I'll disown you.
Ma!
Ok, you can take a look.
Thank you.
What do you think?
It's not your colour.
I'll give you another.
White is so marvelous on you.
Thank you.
Paul, what do you think?
Sorry, monsieur. It's sold out.
Maybe you should wait for some days.
Never mind. I can wait.
By the time this dress is finished,
you'll be mine.
Why not wear it and
travel with me somewhere?
Well, then, good luck.
Isn't the water cold?
To my dear Fenyu, from Huimin,
in the 15th year of Minkuo.
Huimin your husband?
I'd love to know
what sort of man he was?
He was a respected teacher
modest and patient.
He knew me better than anyone.
If you gave me a chance,
I could understand you even more.
Don't say that.
Fenyu, you mustn't live in the past
and let your beauty wither.
You don't need to tell me how to live.
What are you doing?
I want you... to say goodbye to him.
I'm helping you be resolute.
Fenyu.
You won't read it
I'll read it to you.
My darling, my Fenyu...
On September 7 this year I was reborn
because that's when I first saw you.
You're the first to show me
how love and anguish go hand in hand.
But it's your fate to know me.
Grandma. I'm reading a letter to Fenyu.
Let me bask in your glow.
Let me gaze upon you.
Let me love you.
Why are you so cruel to me?
I said I love you, I truly love you.
Is that so wrong?
It's not wrong.
But I heard you say that to every girl.
Who said that?
Someone.
I didn't think you'd listen to gossip.
Please, leave me, okay?
Okay.
If my leaving you makes you happy,
I'll go.
My dear Fenyu,
A day apart from you
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