Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 418 #precipitation#Thanks to the audience#That game ruined my dream of being the Dragon King

So after chatting like this for half an hour, the host came back to his senses and realized that he was doing a show, so he coughed and told Fujiwara that it was time to say goodbye to the audience in front of the TV, "Fujiwara-kun, yes Don’t you want to say something to the viewers who have always supported you?”

Fujiwara Hoshikai also put away his thoughts, looked at the camera lens and said sincerely:

"I would like to sincerely thank all the audience friends who have always supported me! It is your support and encouragement that allowed me to persevere in the most difficult times and get to where I am today. I will continue to work hard to bring you more exciting games, Of course, you can also pay more attention to my upcoming new book, "Astrology Murder"."

Finally, at the prompts of the director, Fujiwara waved goodbye to the audience.

When Fujiwara walked out of the house, he saw Iori Muga in a black suit. When he saw Fujiwara, he nodded slightly. Fujiwara politely followed him to the parking lot.

Iori Muga opened the back seat door and said to Fujiwara,

"Madam and young lady are at my house. Fujiwara-kun, if we have no other arrangements, we can go back."

"Row."

Half an hour later, the limousine arrived in front of Ooka's house.

After getting out of the car, Fujiwara Hoshikai twisted his sore neck that had been pressed against the window, patted it hard, turned his head and looked at the car leaving and sighed.

There are melodious wind chimes hanging in the sky, and the breeze blows and makes a crisp sound. Fujiwara couldn't help but raise his head and look at the wind chimes hanging on the branches, his thoughts wandering.

The main hall is a typical Japanese-style building with a traditional wooden structure. The eaves are gently raised to form an arc. The red roof tiles reflect the faint sunlight and exude a faint fragrance. On both sides of the gate are huge lanterns with the golden word '大oka' written on them, symbolizing the family's glory and heritage.

A leafy cherry tree stretches out in the courtyard, its petals falling gently, like a dream. Under the cherry blossom trees, there is a small bridge spanning a clear stream, with rippling water and reflections.

Looking at the carefully decorated courtyard, Fujiwara stopped and admired it all quietly. There were ripples in his heart, as if he had returned to the past years, and the fragments that had left profound traces appeared in front of him one by one.

About a month and a half ago I left here hungry, carrying a suitcase, and now I'm back again, just for a meal.
  How ironic
  Crossing the pond, Fujiwara saw the servant waiting at the door.

He probably had been squatting at the door waiting for the maid since he heard that he was leaving.

Seeing Fujiwara coming, he immediately lowered his head and stood up to greet him.

"Welcome back, Madam has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Ah."

Seeing that the other party reached out his hand, Fujiwara handed his purse to the other party, pulled on his suit and tie, and then followed another servant through the living room to a paper door.

After moving the wooden door, the accompanying servant immediately turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation.

Fujiwara Xinghai silently despised this strange service, but still walked in.

The first thing I saw after entering was the old lady and Hongye who were also kneeling on the tatami.

Seeing Fujiwara Xinghai come in, the old lady nodded and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fujiwara, for giving me face. Welcome back." "Nothing. Since it was you who invited me, of course I have to come. Besides, I haven't eaten from the Ooka family for a long time." I miss the rice, haha.”

"Really? That's good. I haven't had dinner with Fujiwara-kun for a long time."

Fujiwara nodded, and after taking his seat, he observed the two people in front of him with his peripheral vision.

The old lady was wearing a purple kimono with long sleeves, while Momiji was very casual, wearing a pink sweater and a silver necklace.

"First of all, congratulations to Fujiwara-kun for your excellent performance. Hongye and I have been cheering for you the whole time."

"Thank you. To be honest, if you hadn't kept forcing me to come forward, I wouldn't have known that so many people were paying attention to me, but it was quite thrilling and I almost lost."

"Fujiwara-kun has been attracting the attention of many people since his debut. If Grandpa Hongye hadn't been able to recruit him, we might not have had such an opportunity to chat and have a meal."

"That's right." Fujiwara held his knees and continued, "Without you, I would be daydreaming somewhere, and I wouldn't have the chance to meet such a large group of people."

"Don't be offended, Mr. Fujiwara. It's really not easy to invite you here, so I can only"

It has to be said that Fujiwara really had no way to deal with this move from the Ooka family, so after getting the shogi master experience card, Fujiwara came over without saying a word.

Hongye sat in an unusually quiet position. Except for looking up when she first saw Fujiwara, she lowered her head at other times, making it difficult to figure out what she was thinking.

"Can dinner be served?"

"Okay, now that the guests have arrived, we can start." As she spoke, the old lady suddenly thought of something and said to Fujiwara Hoshikai, "Does Fujiwara-kun have any taboo foods?"

It's funny to say that in Fujihara's past three years, everyone didn't know each other very well.

"Are there any taboo foods?" Fujiwara suddenly thought of the other person and asked him formally for the first time in the past three years. In fact, he didn't have any taboo foods, but there were a few types of foods that he hated, "Probably fish oil, mushrooms, vegetables, Okra and coriander, I don’t like eating these.”

After Fujiwara finished speaking, the servant at the door immediately wrote it down. Thinking that the main ingredients today included these categories, he planned to cook it again.

Hongye raised her head and glanced at Fujiwara again. This was the first time she knew about Fujiwara's taboos. She thought that she had once taken Fujiwara to eat all of his taboos, and she didn't see him saying anything he didn't eat at that time.
  After the food was served, Fujiwara didn't show any politeness and just started eating. Anyway, it's better to eat a little.

Seeing this, Hongye silently filled a bowl of rice, put a piece of rice into her mouth, and heard her grandma point out the purpose of inviting Fujiwara today.

"I must have expected Fujiwara-kun to invite Fujiwara-kun here today. Yes, I want Fujiwara-kun to abide by the suicide note left by my grandfather and fulfill his engagement with Momiji."

Fujiwara had expected this. Silently wiping his mouth with a napkin, he refused in a very sincere tone, "Please allow me to refuse. I think it's better not to continue this kind of thing that hurts two people. I can help with the suicide note. As long as it doesn't involve marriage. , I am willing to voluntarily give up the shares that do not belong to me, and I also ask you not to disturb my current life anymore. I am very busy and I want to make money."

As for the suicide note, Fujiwara was very puzzled. How could such a big noble handle a law firm?

Seeing that Fujiwara's attitude was still firm, the old lady didn't say much. Instead, she smiled and took out a bank card and placed it on the seat, then took Hongye's hand and said:
  "I know, but I hope Fujiwara-kun and Momiji try to understand each other."

(End of this chapter)