I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Do you want to see a striptease?

Even if that wasn't what he meant at all, Boss Jiang certainly wouldn't dare to make any outrageous statements at this point, or rather, he wouldn't make any outrageous statements.

A tool doesn't need to be respected.

However, if you still show disrespect to your "auntie," then you are truly of low character.

The two assassins must still be there, guarding the door.

The atmosphere in the room was equally tense.

"Just say what you mean, there's no need to beat around the bush."

Mr. Jiang stroked his teacup, avoiding eye contact with the other person. His tone appeared calm, but his guilty conscience was evident in every word.

Such a lackluster performance is truly rare to see in Boss Jiang.

Having already crafted the perfect atmosphere, and firmly grasping the initiative, Yuan Xuexu stopped beating around the bush.
"Do you know who I am now?"

Jiang Chen grinned.

Habitual thinking can be harmful.

Because of path dependence, when he came in, he was prejudiced and assumed that it was a play arranged by that demon, but he ended up being played by the mother and daughter.

This is not about shirking responsibility.

He knew that Fujiwara Reiki was most likely unaware of the situation.

But does being unaware absolve one of fault?

This is Tokyo.

He was "kidnapped," and she had no choice but to take responsibility.

"Does Auntie know about the arrangements?"

They directly broke through the window, blocking any room for someone to continue pretending to be stupid. Jiang Chen had no choice but to raise his eyes and look at the other party for the first time since the two assassins had interfered.

“In your China, mothers need to report to their children when they do things.”

Sharp.

Too sharp.

Jiang Chen, who completely disregarded ethics and morals, felt a burning pain in his face. He hadn't been this embarrassed in a very long time.

Even though the facts are right in front of him, and he's tried both words and actions, he still has to explain.

No matter what situation you are in, no matter how difficult it is, you must not give up and accept your fate.

"The aunt didn't tell me who she was."

Mr. Jiang stubbornly held onto his only foothold, saying, "I came to Tokyo with sincerity. Isn't what Auntie is doing a bit inappropriate?"

The opponent is exceptionally skilled, but Boss Jiang is no pushover either.

He held the teacup, and in a moment, his expression transformed into one of righteous indignation.

Peel back the surface to see the essence.

Was he the one who caused this embarrassing situation?

No.

Rather, it was because of the other party's deception and concealment.

Just like driving.

At best, he was just speeding.

The root cause of the collision was that the other vehicle was driving in the wrong direction.

Experienced drivers all know this.

In such a situation, even if someone dies, at most, one would only bear secondary responsibility.

Did someone die?

Obviously not.

After all, the dance wasn't performed.

Optimistic people can always adjust themselves quickly, and in an instant, Boss Jiang's mindset was corrected.

"Sincerity?"

"Auntie should know how much danger I faced on my trip to Japan."

Mr. Jiang chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Wasn't that just an example?"

"Do you know the dangers we are facing?"

Jiang Chen remained silent, pursed his lips, and said slowly, "This situation was not caused by me."

According to Japanese culture, a woman should take her husband's surname after marriage, so she should be called Lady Fujiwara. Minamoto Yukio was neither sad nor happy. "So you mean you have no responsibility?"

The smell of gunpowder was very strong.

But this kind of dialogue is more reasonable.

Jiang, who had inexplicably and silently caused someone's daughter's death, maintained a poker face. At this point, the first impression had already been formed and could not be changed, so pretending to be a gentleman was pointless.

and so.

We can only be realistic and tell the truth.

"There are some things I'm not comfortable saying, but you can ask your daughter, Auntie."

He was able to understand the other person's feelings.

Any parent would feel terrible in this situation.

But wasn't he also a "victim"?
To put it bluntly...

The monster was even suspected of "borrowing his seed".

What are your thoughts?

Lady Fujiwara was not aggressive; her behavior after the meeting was enough to prove that she had an admirable magnanimity. Indeed, otherwise, how could she have raised such outstanding children?

"Does it matter what I think?"

Boss Jiang went to great lengths to solidify his victim persona, creating an impression of innocence and even grievance: "A mother certainly understands her daughter. She wouldn't consult anyone before doing what she wanted to do, nor would she be swayed by others."

He paused for a moment and said softly, "She does resemble your aunt quite a bit."

Lady Fujiwara ignored his last words.

"I just want to know if you're willing to stop her."

Jiang Chen remained silent and met the other person's gaze.

"There's nothing new under the sun about your past relationship. Once it's exposed, you'll pay a heavy price."

"And the Fujiwara family will be buried with them," Jiang Chen continued, finishing the sentence the other person hadn't finished saying.

"Correct."

Lady Fujiwara was very honest. In fact, she had never lied from the beginning. The name was real, the son and daughter were real, and "I am your mother" was real.

In this respect, she, as a mother, is at the opposite extreme from her daughter.

"So what does Auntie think?"

Jiang Chen did not speak first, but instead passed the buck back. The other party had gone to great lengths to "intercept" him for a while, and it was definitely not just to "tease" him.

after all.

This sophisticated mature woman is no ordinary, resentful housewife.

"The problem is serious, but there is still room for redemption."

"How can I win him back?"

Lady Fujiwara fell silent and remained quiet.

"Please enlighten me, Madam."

This is the umpteenth time the name has been changed.

"The dead cannot testify."

"Dead men tell no tales?"

Jiang Chen frowned. "What do you mean by 'no one can prove it'?"

"...The root of everything lies with that child. Once the child is gone, there will be no more crises." Jiang Chen was stunned. After receiving this devastating news, he had been thinking about solutions almost constantly, but this was a method he had never considered before.

By abandoning all emotions and desires, the strategy proposed by the other party is indeed the simplest, quickest, and most effective.

However, if a person loses their seven emotions and six desires, are they still a human being?

Even the Taoist nun, who was still oblivious and enjoying her meal, had her own little emotions.

Jiang Chen fell silent and didn't speak for a long time.

Lady Fujiwara waited quietly.

“I believe that your children have caused you a lot of worry. Have you ever thought about getting rid of them once and for all?”

Jiang Chen asked the question with a blank expression.

"Before it is born, it cannot be considered a life."

As a mother, Lady Fujiwara seemed to understand the other person's feelings.

"Only by doing this will you not have any leverage against us."

Compared to the survival of her family, the weight of a baby still in the womb is self-evident to a woman who has seen many storms.

Let alone an unborn baby, what about a baby who is already a few months old?
negligible.

There is nothing in the world that cannot be measured by interests.

but.

Can everything really be measured by profit?
Even though the plan was extremely beneficial to him, Jiang Chen did not nod in approval with a sense of relief. Instead, he asked the other party, "Has Madam discussed this with her?"

What do you think?

Lady Fujiwara said calmly, "She's a madwoman, a madwoman who'd put anything on the gambling table, but you shouldn't be."

"What if she doesn't want to..."

"A cup of medicine, an accident, it couldn't be simpler."

Those eyes seemed devoid of any emotion.

really.

The most ruthless imperial family.

In truth, Jiang Chen didn't have much of a feeling about the top elite families in China. At least the young masters and nobles he had come into contact with were quite kinship-oriented. But in Japan, at this moment, he deeply understood this widely circulated proverb in China.

Previously, he thought that the matriarch of the Fujiwara family was on her daughter's side.

Only now did he realize that what the other party truly cared about was this family.

"Once it's done, the die is cast, and she has no choice but to accept it."

This mother truly understands her daughter, or rather, she understands human nature.

Not all parents will go to great lengths for their children, even to the point of losing them; in fact, it often makes them calm down.

"Then why is the lady hesitating to make a move?"

Jiang Chen asked, his expression unreadable.

You don't have that ability?

Stop joking.

The other party was able to deceive Fujiwara Reiki and "intercept" him first. Moreover, judging from the words and actions shown in this meeting, he was a decorative mascot.

It is even reasonable to have doubts.

The current predicament of the Fujiwara family may well be the result of the actions of this seemingly harmless, weak, and easily bullied woman.

"Children are a matter for both sides."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen smiled wryly, appreciating the "respect" shown to him.

There's no turning back once the arrow is released. She can control Fujiwara Reiki's reaction after it's done, but she also has to consider his reaction.

If it were a son-in-law who moved into the family, or someone from a different social class, wouldn't it be fine to hit him? Why would he keep trying to suppress it and come to you for advice?

Want to eat fart.

Look.

A man must be strong himself, otherwise he won't even be able to protect his own bloodline.

That's right.

His attitude was already quite clear. Unlike the Fujiwara family, which was a powerful and prestigious clan, he was born into a grassroots family in China and grew up in a simple and traditional environment. Whether through what he saw and heard or through his own experiences, the saying "no matter how hard life is, we can't let our children suffer" had long been etched into his bones by the passage of time.

This child might cause him a huge problem, or even disaster, but would he really want to lay a hand on his own flesh and blood?
Ordinary parents can break through any obstacle for their children and charge into an enemy that is almost impossible to defeat. How could a player with superhuman abilities not be able to protect his own child?

Forget about whether the system will choose another master; it could even commit suicide to atone for the millions of families suffering from infertility.

“If Madam wants my opinion, I can tell her that I disagree.”

Jiang Chen's voice was steady and calm, but firm and resolute.

Gen Yukio watched him silently.

“I understand your concerns, Madam. If the child’s true identity is exposed, the higher she is currently being held up, the harder she will fall. The entire Fujiwara family will also be affected. The Fujiwara family has a deep foundation, so it won’t be completely destroyed, but it may never recover. You are the matriarch of the Fujiwara family, and as her mother, you will certainly not be able to escape blame. Being held accountable together is the inevitable outcome.”

As Jiang Chen spoke, he actually laughed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Gone was the previous wicked charm, but he seemed even more... rude.

“It doesn’t matter. If, and I mean if, things really come to this, like her, you can go to China. It will always be your safe haven.”

Wow.

That's so heartwarming.

If you simply listen to what he said next, I believe no mother-in-law could withstand it.

Mrs. Fujiwara seemed quite moved, her expression mirroring that of Boss Jiang, with a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth.

"Go to China?"

"Correct."

Jiang Chen nodded, "Let's go to Shenzhou."

He said loudly, "I wonder if Lady Fujiwara has ever been to China? Even if she has, it must have been many years ago. China is no less than Japan now, and it is a vast and resource-rich land. If you lived there, I believe you would like it as much as she did."

What is a sugar-coated bullet?

This is definitely a sugar-coated bullet.

They'll stop at nothing to win over their mother-in-law.

Why would someone give up their prestigious and privileged status and comfortable life in their hometown to live a life of wandering and exile abroad?

Why don't you become a son-in-law and marry into the family?

"You've thought of that quite thoroughly."

Jiang Chen remained calm and composed, seemingly oblivious to the sarcasm in the other person's words. What is an optimist? It's not about blindly expecting good things to happen, but about anticipating the worst possible outcome and preparing accordingly.

“If you go to China, you can enjoy the same material life. And there, no one will know you. You will no longer have any constraints or shackles. You are still young and can start a new life. I think the name Yuan Xuexu is quite nice.”

Wait!
What does this mean?
"Madam, life is fleeting, is this place truly worth lingering over?"

If ghosts and gods really exist in this world.

no doubt.

Fujiwara no Osamu, the former head of the Fujiwara family who has long since passed away, should have jumped out of his grave at this time and taken away this guy who dared to at least seduce his widow, if not harass her.

Isn't this tantamount to blatantly encouraging someone to remarry?

But you know what?

I don't know about Japan, but in China, there are countless examples of people who lost their partners at this age and then found true love again.

In her forties, she couldn't even be considered to have a twilight romance.

If you are healthy and have several decades left to live, is it fair to remain a widow?

Lady Fujiwara was probably a little dizzy for a moment, and the topic of conversation had completely gone off track. They were talking about a critical topic of life and death, but suddenly they inexplicably swung to her happy prospects for the rest of her life.

Her slightly dazed eyes steadied, and only now did she truly understand the talent hidden beneath this Eastern man's powerful exterior.

The person who had so eloquently planned out an escape route for the other party sat up straight, picked up the teacup, and slowly blew on it, purely for show. It wasn't even hot anymore, so why was he blowing on it?

"Therefore, no matter how things develop, the lady will only be happier." (End of Chapter)