Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 352 Are you really not moved?
  Edo Hotel, sixth floor, Fujiwara Hoshikai and Ooka Momiji were sitting face to face at the dining table chatting.

Hongye only took a bite before putting down his chopsticks and complaining with a frown, "The taste here is so average. It's not as good as their branch in Kyoto. If I had known better, I wouldn't have ordered here."

As Hongye was talking, he saw that Fujiwara, who was sitting opposite him, had already eaten half of his meal and asked in confusion, "Hey, don't you feel it?"

"no feelings."

Fujiwara couldn't tell whether there was anything wrong with the taste. He just thought it was pretty good, and he paid for the meal.

He tasted it again and found nothing.

(This is no problem...)
  Fujiwara soon realized that perhaps Miss Hongye was being naughty and just finding faults.

Hongye frowned and took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth with dissatisfaction.

“Have you come here to eat before?”

"No."

Originally, Fujiwara planned to take her to a coffee restaurant to have something to eat, but thinking that she was a young lady, she might not be used to the food, so he thought of upgrading her taste a little and came here.

After all, he is doing well now and wants to improve his level. Besides, he also followed Hongye to many high-end places to eat and drink.

"No wonder..." Hongye continued as if he had seen through something, "In fact, in restaurants of the same level, everything from chefs to the way they handle ingredients can affect the taste. Although they try to improve the freshness, they use the wrong ingredients. So this dish is not up to standard for me, and the fish looks like a thawed fish..."

In fact, what she couldn't bear the most was that the plate that was served just now was cold! ! !

Although he didn't quite understand what Momiji meant, Fujiwara still called the manager to report the situation.

"Sorry, this happened to our dishes. Let's make a new one and bring it over. Today's consumption will be waived for you."

The lobby manager of a five-star hotel is still a bit courageous. Without any investigation, he first calmed down the guest's anger by waiving the bill, and then went to the kitchen to check.

"No, since you have all admitted to using frozen food in your meals, there is no need for us to continue trying."

"This……"

At this time, the lobby manager was a little embarrassed. He had already waived the bill, but the other party was still unwilling to avoid the topic. Moreover, their hotel always used frozen fish, and no guests had complained about this problem.

"that……"

"That's right. Since it's already been dispensed with, then don't send it away and save you from busy work. Let's just have a chat."

"This……"

The lobby manager was confused and had to order his subordinates to leave.

After they went out, Hongye smiled again, "You should really try how the chefs in higher-end restaurants make this dish. There is one in Kyoto..."

"I'll try it again when I have the opportunity in the future, but I won't go back in a short time. At least I won't go back until those people are done making trouble."

Hearing that Fujiwara finally got down to business, Hongye stopped talking about the topic and finally talked about a problem that she thought was embarrassing but had to face.

"That's right. There has been a commotion within the family over the marriage recently. You should know something about it, right?"

In other times, she might not have taken the initiative to discuss this topic with the other person involved in the matter, but after the conversation in the morning, she vaguely felt that Fujiwara Hoshimi was not an unreasonable person.

"Well, if I hadn't sent someone to look for me last week, I would have thought that your family and I were done with it, and there would be no more entanglements. I didn't expect..." "Who would have thought of it?" Hongye also expressed a rare regret. road. On the way back after bidding Fujiwara farewell that night, I felt extra light under my feet, as if I was stepping on marshmallows...

"Oh, did you just find out recently?"

"No," Hongye shook his head, holding the long-cooled black tea and shaking it from side to side, "I actually knew it from the beginning. After you left that night, the lawyers from the notary office took it out and my grandfather stayed. Second suicide note.”

"Left by the head of the Ooka family?"

"Yes," Hongye nodded and revealed most of the contents of the suicide note to Fujiwara without thinking, leaving Fujiwara stunned.

Last time, Fujiwara only accidentally heard that the head of the family had left a suicide note, but he did not know the specific content of the suicide note.

Hongye's reaction when seeing Fujiwara confirmed his suspicion that no one had told him about this.

If Fujiwara had refused to agree due to the lack of money, but when he heard about the twenty trillion wealth, he probably couldn't help but be moved.

She had made trouble and cried over this matter to no avail. Even her grandmother, who loved her the most, persuaded her to accept her fate.

So she looked away from the matter...

"Why did you tell me about the suicide note?"

To be honest, he did dislike that one billion was too little, but the current twenty trillion is not so easy to refuse.

"Even if I don't tell you, you will know sooner or later, and I want to see if the opportunity to inherit a fortune worth twenty trillion is placed in front of you as long as you agree, will you choose to seize the opportunity?"

Fujiwara raised his head and stared at the ceiling for a while, as if he was making a difficult choice. After a while, Fujiwara stared at Hongye's obviously disappointed eyes and said firmly, "I will still choose to refuse."

"What?" Hongye recovered from the disappointment and showed a shocked expression, "Reject? Humph, you may not have any feelings about wealth, but that's twenty trillion..."

"I will still refuse. In my opinion, a free life far exceeds the wealth in chains, and my freedom is more than twenty trillion..."

Of course he can be happy if he has money, but if he insists on setting a trap for this money, he will not reach out to take it.

Being touched, Hongye stared at the cup and murmured to himself, "I suddenly felt that you seemed to have changed, and you seemed to be very brave..."

"There is a saying in the Chinese nation that 'it takes three days to see each other with admiration.' And it will be different if I leave for such a long time. But I remember that it should be easy to deal with this kind of thing based on Hongye's whole family's love for you, right?"

Hongye raised his head and smiled bitterly, "I'm not that brave. My freedom is given by my family. How can they pursue that so-called freedom if they need me now?"

Fujiwara, who realized that Momiji was not feeling well, watched silently, trying to understand her current emotions.

Are you unwilling to give in or accept your fate?
  "Forget it, let's not talk about it. Don't you know that our school is spreading rumors about you?"

"My thing? And it's still in high school?"

Hongye smiled and told the story about the Ooka family's arrangement for him to attend Quanxin High School for his sophomore year.

"I'm a high school student? And a sophomore?"

"Well, and you're still my deskmate, our dean of students moved your desk for you. The senior who took a 'two and a half year break' is coming back and asked us to 'take care of it'..."

(End of this chapter)