Tokyo: Starting with taking on his wife's debts

"Hmph!" Jiang Qi turned around and went into the nanny's room next door, slamming the door shut.

“She’s jealous of me,” Ayako said, her eyes filled with a deep sadness. “She wants to get rid of me and then take you for herself.”

"You'd better shut up!"

Ayako's ankle injury hadn't healed yet, and Hideaki wanted to put her down and let her go into the room by herself. After all, she hadn't been seriously beaten; it was just that her skin was too delicate, making it seem like she had been hit too hard.

Ayako pretended to be in pain and hugged Hideaki's neck. "Carry me inside, it hurts so much, please rub it for me, I need a massage..."

Hideaki was also about to ask her for more information about the Sugita Doll Factory, so he played along with her coquettishness, carried her into the room, and let her lie on the white mattress.

"Do you think this contract is reliable? Has any valuable information been deliberately omitted?"

Hideaki handed her the contract that Sugita Naoo had given him, then straddled her legs, helped her take off her kimono, rubbed his hands together to warm them, and gently pressed his fingers on her back, waist, and buttocks.

“It’s quite comprehensive, nothing’s missing…” Ayako flipped through the contract pages while enjoying her massage, then suddenly turned her head. “That guy can’t possibly marry another woman. How about we have a baby and then trick him into giving us some shares!”

During the day, to annoy the boastful Ayako, Ezaki told her about Sugita Naoto's thoughts during his phone call with Hideaki. He wanted to raise a child that Hideaki and Ayako would have in the future.

Ayako, of course, disagreed, and was genuinely disgusted, wishing she could beat the delusional Sugita Naoto to death.

However, after seeing the contract, I might as well take the opportunity to have a baby with Xiuming as soon as possible.

As for shares and such, I don't care. They're just an excuse. I don't like those disgusting things from those marriage scammers at all. It's not like I don't have my own career.

"How could you use a child? Did you get the child's consent?" Xiuming spread his index finger and clenched it like dough, then continued, "In business, it's best to play your cards openly, use open strategies, and make your opponent accept defeat willingly and have no complaints, so they won't be shot in the back. You're not allowed to have such insidious thoughts in the future."

"Okay! Okay!" Ayako replied perfunctorily, stealing a glance at Hideaki's expression, but still couldn't help asking in a low voice, "It's okay to have a baby, right?"

She really wanted a child so that the relationship could be stable.

Regarding the agreement to secretly divorce Sugita, although she no longer cared whether it was exposed, her parents still didn't know, which meant she needed to continue keeping it from them. This meant she was destined not to remarry, and the matter of having children would fall to Hideaki.

"Didn't you want it last night? Twice, once here and once at Riko's place," Hideaki said irritably. "Didn't you want it during the day? Also twice, once here, and then again at Riko's place half an hour ago. Are you trying to kill me?"

Ayako was stunned. She hadn't planned to come right now, since her body really couldn't take it. She was just testing Hideaki's attitude.

To her surprise, Xiuming not only didn't refuse, but seemed a little troubled?

Ayako couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

"Scared now! Let's see if you still dare to go out and find women."

"What are you saying?" Xiuming gently patted her bottom. "An eighty-year-old grandfather still looks at girls on the roadside every day to make himself happy, let alone me!"

The issue of men's infidelity should be discussed separately from physiological and psychological perspectives. Xiuming's slight annoyance stems from his failure to properly balance work and rest and to adhere to the principles of health preservation.

After all, he doesn't have any supernatural powers and has to take care of his health. Wouldn't it be a huge loss if he could only look at girls on the street at such a young age?

"How was your date today? Wasn't that Tachibana girl pretty?" Ayako asked sarcastically, secretly annoyed. "Just you wait, I'll ruin it for you."

"I almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned it. She's a pure and innocent girl, the kind of innocent girl who's really naive. We just held hands today, and it seems like she's fallen for him."

"You scumbag! You're married, how could you deceive such an innocent girl? I'll let it go, after all, in my condition, it's impossible for me to remarry or anything like that. Have you lost your conscience?"

"This is also what I wanted to remind you. I originally planned to cut ties, but it's become a bit difficult once she's fallen in love. She's now my sniper in stock trading. I won't see her in person for a while, I'll only talk to her on the phone. You can't let her do anything bad to me over the phone. If she turns evil and runs off with my money, my whole family will not only starve, but we'll also be burdened with a mountain of debt."

This situation definitely needs to be reminded of Ayako; she's playing her cards quite well, even with them exposed.

"Is it that serious? You'll get your comeuppance sooner or later for being such a womanizer."

Ayako huffed and said something, then ignored him.

This situation is indeed quite perplexing. I'm not a reasonable person, so I really don't dare to make a big fuss.

However, Xiuming said he wanted to cut ties, whether it's true or not, at least it showed an attitude, which made me feel quite comfortable, but I don't believe it anyway.

"Alright, alright, go to sleep!"

Hideaki covered her with a blue sheet, picked up Riko's loan application form, went out, and then turned into the half-closed nanny's room.

Chapter 98 They weren't a real couple, Ayako didn't know.

The chandelier was off in the nanny's room.

Ezaki lay on his side on the single bed covered with blue sheets, his left hand on the pillow, his right hand wrapped around his left shoulder, his back to the door.

On one of the bedside tables, a small pink lamp with a light shade was casting a soft glow.

It was set to the lowest brightness setting.

The dim light only diffused into a small area of ​​darkness, illuminating Ezaki's slender back. The four delicate fingers of his right hand trembled slightly in the dim light.

She was wearing a fitted white shirt made of a very high-end, close-fitting material.

Xiuming remembered that the straps of her bra weren't off-the-shoulder, but rather ran across her back. Surprisingly, they didn't show any outline; perhaps the material was better than the fabric of her clothes!

Because of the position of lying on one's side with legs curled up, a distinct concave curve is visible between the waist and hips, followed by a perky buttocks.

This reminded Xiuming of a plump, juicy peach, perhaps because he was wearing pants!

Of course, if there are no pants, it should be a delicate, white cream pudding, carefully decorated in the shape of a peach, the kind that makes you want to take a bite just by looking at it.

She was still wearing those modified black trousers, and on her left foot she was wearing a gray cotton slipper, while her bare right foot was hidden under her left calf.

The slipper on her right foot was upside down at the foot of the bed.

She must have jumped onto the bed in such a hurry that she forgot to kick off her shoes.

Xiuming gently closed the door and turned on the room light.

"Didn't I lock the door? How did you get in? You disturbed my sleep."

As the room brightened, Ezaki slowly knelt up, her long hair cascading over her shoulders. She turned her head slightly to the side, her face showing an expression that said, "I'm very unhappy."

As she spoke, she stretched her arms over her head, casually gathered her hair on top of her head, revealing her delicate ears. A strand of soft hair fell on her fair neck, and she also stretched lazily.

The white shirt on her chest immediately tightened, sweeping across the concave lower back and connecting to her more pert buttocks, revealing an amazing S-curve.

She must have practiced in front of the mirror countless times to achieve such perfection.

I really wish I could paint a realistic portrait of her like this, frame it, and take it out from time to time to cheer myself up when I'm over eighty.

Of course, I can draw it too, take a look...

"Then what do you want!"

Xiuming spoke sharply, throwing the loan application form written by Riko next to her kneeling legs as she spoke.

He then sat on the floor beside the small bed, propped his left elbow on the bed, and rested his chin on his left hand, facing Ezaki sideways. He then gently patted the edge of the bed where Ezaki was sitting with his right hand. "I haven't settled the score with you for spanking Ayako yet. Let's look at the contract first. How much money can you lend me?"

The edge of the bed that Xiuming was patting was only two centimeters away from where Ezaki was sitting, and each time he lightly patted the edge of the bed, there was a noticeable vibration.

Ezaki's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively stopped posing, placing his hands on his knees and clenching his fists.

She was a little annoyed: I've gone to such lengths, and he still wants to talk about the contract? He really is annoying and utterly useless.

"Are you ordering me around? What contract? I'm not looking at it!"

Ezaki picked up the contract and glanced at it; it was a very simple mortgage contract for a business loan.

Although Riko had a history of defaulting on her mortgage payments, there are so many people defaulting on payments these days that credit policies are becoming more lenient. Riko's situation is considered to be of good credit. Moreover, given the potential of "Miyamoto 100 Yen Supermarket," banks would be eager to lend to her. If I were to handle the loan for her myself, I could earn some extra money. Isn't this a simple matter?

How dare you threaten me over such a trivial matter?

What's most despicable is that they ignored the pose I had carefully posed—a truly humiliating disgrace.

What's so good about him? He's a womanizing scumbag, a despicable piece of trash, a beast with absolutely no moral compass.

Why can't I get out of here?

Jiang Qi tossed the contract onto the bedside table, trying his best to remain calm. "Let's settle the score first! So what if I spanked her? What are you going to do about it?"

"Don't be angry! What else can I do? I was just joking with you," Xiuming said with a grin, picking up the contract again and handing it over. "Take a look at the contract. What's the maximum amount you can lend me? As long as you give me the money, I'll do whatever you want, even if it means licking your ass."

As Hideaki spoke, he tilted his head slightly, his gaze shifting downwards to Ezaki's buttocks.

Ezaki was stunned. Her sixth sense told her that this guy really dared to do this.

"Bad review!" Before Jiang Qi could even utter a word of anger, shame instantly surged to his head. Suppressing his wildly pounding heart, he quickly sat up straight, frantically pushing Xiuming's face away. "Bad review, I'll give you a bad review... You shameless bastard, stay away from me, you, you have no shame..."

"It was just a casual remark, and this dignified female yakuza boss was scared like a little girl. Do you think I can just sit back and fawn over her?"

Xiuming, his face pushed, turned around and sat on the small bed with the contract in his hand. He propped himself up on the bed with his left hand, leaned back slightly, and handed over the contract in his right hand. "This is really important. I need to open the chain stores as soon as possible. Isn't your foreign trade freight company in urgent need of laundering money? The port is leased, right? The Sugita family's doll factory has a port that can be used for free for another seven years. I estimate we can get it in the next couple of days, which will greatly reduce our costs."

Although Xiuming's expression became slightly more serious, it still carried a perverted air. He changed his tune so quickly; I've been tricked by him...

Suppressing his embarrassment and anger, Ezaki took the contract, carefully examined the pages, and said, "If it's just the supermarket as collateral, I can only give you a maximum of 3 million yen. The Sugita family's port is an excellent harbor, with the best location in terms of water depth, shelter from the wind, and economic influence. Its business is barely making ends meet, mainly because the infrastructure is too poor, the service is terrible, and there are no stable customers. Based on the remaining 7 years of usage, the estimated value is about 1 billion yen, and I can lend 800 million yen. The prerequisite is that you have to get the port usage rights contract first."

"How quickly can it be processed?"

Hideaki suddenly sat closer, and as he spoke, his breath hit Ezaki's face.

Ezaki's heart tightened, but he forced himself not to move. He slightly raised his chin to maintain his composure, glanced at Ezaki's face with a disdainful look, and said, "If you get the port usage rights contract by tomorrow morning, I can process it for you this afternoon."

If Hideaki can quickly take over the port, it will be more beneficial for Ezaki's "Yamagai Foreign Trade" freight company, since they have already basically established a future business cooperation plan with him.

Of course, the prerequisite is to get rid of Fukai Ichiro, who is in charge of "Yamagai Foreign Trade".

"I'll go to the Sugita Doll Factory first thing tomorrow morning to finalize the port usage rights separately. I estimate it should be done by morning," Hideaki said, putting away the contract.

Are you sure it's going to be this fast?

Ezaki was taken aback. If it really was that fast, he would have to speed things up as well.

How about we take our cameras and go for a walk in Yokohama Port tonight?

Around 3 a.m., it's the company's busy shipping season, and tonight is when the cargo ships are returning.

Once I have solid evidence, I will say that someone anonymously mailed it to me in an attempt to blackmail the organization.

Then I can use this as an excuse to get Fukai Ichiro to be the pachinko shop manager.

"That guy is easy to talk to, just get the money ready for me!"

Xiuming tidied up the contract, placed it on the bedside table, then turned and lay down sideways on the bed.

His head was only ten centimeters away from my butt, and I was terrified he would bite me.

"Now that we've finished talking, you should get out of here!" Jiang Qi placed his hand on the bed beside his buttocks, using his forearm to block the gaze that was turning towards him. After a slight pause, he continued, "I need to go out for a bit too."

She wanted to leave immediately, but Xiuming suddenly lay down so close to her, and she couldn't move. For some reason, she felt like she was looking forward to something, so she subconsciously brought up a small topic.

"Where to?" Xiuming moved his head up, his eyes looking past the forearm that was blocking his view, and then he rested his chin on the forearm.

"Go, go to Yokohama Port."