Tokyo: They say it's just dating, but they're serious about it.

"Any thoughts?" Kanzaki Yumi raised an eyebrow playfully, lifted her chin, and gave a nonchalant, narcissistic smile. She continued, "A proper model's figure, never had a boyfriend! Especially craving to be loved, how about considering it?"

"Hmm—" Katsuhiko frowned, pinching his chin as if it were a serious matter, then slowly shook his head and said, "Can't you be a little more reserved?"

"Reserved?" Kanzaki Yumi shook her head and chuckled in surprise. "Isn't being reserved just for those honest, poor people? You're rich, handsome, have a great physique, and have this kind of personality. Please give me a reason why I need to be reserved."

"I'm going now," Kotoha suddenly spoke up, nudging Kanzaki Yumi's arm with her shoulder as she walked away quickly. "You two talk..."

Was she your first love whom you couldn't win over?

Kanzaki Yumi, seemingly unconcerned, patted her bumped arm with the back of her hand, took two steps to Katsuhiko's side, put her hand on his shoulder, and began to speak in a tone of an older sister comforting a younger brother.

"Don't dwell on the past. Life is full of regrets, too many to make up for. She's already married, so don't cheat on her husband. It'll look bad if word gets out, and if it's discovered, she'll be unable to face anyone, right? I have no such concerns. I'm single and lack love, I have no parents, only a good-for-nothing sister who doesn't need me to support her. I have complete autonomy in my civil conduct. The conditions are fantastic, aren't you tempted?"

"Hmm—" Katsuhiko stroked his chin with a serious expression. "I need to think about it. After all, my daughter is already four years old..."

“No,” Kanzaki Yumi raised her eyebrows and stretched out her slender index finger, then said with a “swish”, “No need to think about it. My position is very clear. I will never enter your life. Many of my friends are like this. They are picked up and dropped off by cars, dressed in gold and silver, have a whole house full of designer bags, and have millions of yen in pocket money every month. They can’t spend it all. I’m so envious.”

"You wouldn't just be after my money, would you?" Katsuhiko's eyes widened.

"Being a woman is so tough," Kanzaki Yumi said, shrugging her shoulders and shaking her head. "Since I can't have you as a person, can't I at least have your money? It's like a win-win situation, both parties are willing. Rich people are all like this. You're not only not an isolated case, but you also have unique advantages. After all, you're your own business owner. As long as you run your company well, you don't have to worry about being exposed, losing face, or losing your job. You can do whatever you want with complete confidence. I can also provide you with legal support, as long as the money is there."

Katsuhiko tilted his chin up, turned and walked away, saying, "I'm not that kind of person."

“Don’t pretend to be reserved,” Kanzaki Yumi caught up with Katsuhiko and patted his shoulder. Katsuhiko didn’t stop, so she followed closely and continued, “You touched my hand the first time we met. I can already tell that’s the kind of person you are.”

"What I mean is, I'm not someone who gives money away easily. After all, it's not easy for me to earn money. The money I have right now is all from loans my wife took out by mortgaging our house."

Kanzaki Yumi's face stiffened for a moment, then she turned her head away, gritting her teeth, before turning back with a smile and saying:

“I understand. After all, we're not familiar with each other yet, so we have to be cautious. I completely understand you. It's a startup company, after all! We can't really afford to have much money, but what I'm after is your potential, your vision, and your unparalleled charm. We're the same age, we're totally compatible, and I'm also fascinated by your super sexy physique, those eight-pack abs, right?”

As Kanzaki Yumi finished speaking, she reached out and pinched the hem of Katsuhiko's white shirt, lifting it slightly...

Sheng Yan tilted his head and pressed down the hem of his white shirt, then grabbed her hand and said, "You can't just look for free, you have to pay."

Kanzaki Yumi glanced at the hand he was holding, which was still scratching its palm, itching unbearably... It seemed like she had succeeded, but it also seemed like she hadn't made any progress at all... Was he just getting something for free?

"How about we do it this way?" Kanzaki Yumi, suppressing her itch and letting him tickle her palm, directly started a new topic, continuing:

"I heard from Tanaka Yutaka that your company is short of staff. I am a lawyer, a top student who graduated from the University of Tokyo a year early. The principal personally awarded me my graduation certificate. I have never lost a case since I started practicing law. I am very successful. I will come to your company for an interview tomorrow morning at 10:00. Is it okay if you interview me? I will definitely satisfy you."

I've been an intern since I started working here, constantly busy serving tea and water...

“That’s a good idea,” Katsuhiko said, taking her soft hand in his arms and patting it gently twice before letting go. “It also allows me to do some necessary research on you.”

As they approached the main entrance of the stadium, Yuma and Kotoha, each holding one of Chinatsu's hands, stood at the entrance of the hall, looking in their direction.

Kanzaki Yumi stopped in her tracks, her pink tongue brushing against her upper lip, and said, "See you tomorrow, my dear Katsuhiko-kun~"

"Don't be so flirtatious, it doesn't match your outfit," Sheng Yan said, patting her peach-shaped buttocks lightly. "I still prefer your carefree style."

"Hehe!" Kanzaki Yumi's eyebrows twitched, she tossed her trench coat aside, turned abruptly, waved behind her, and strode away, saying, "See you tomorrow!"

After Kanzaki Yumi left "carefree", Kanzaki Yuma and Kotoha walked over hand in hand with Chinatsu.

The scene where Katsuhiko patted Kanzaki Yumi's butt just now wasn't that far away, maybe ten meters or so!

Children probably wouldn't understand, and Katsuhiko took the picture while Chinatsu was looking around. But adults would think a lot more about it, and Yuma and Kotoha were also watching them the whole time.

Yuma Kazaki still had a straight face, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with her. After walking over, she simply handed Chinatsu, who was wearing a white training uniform, to Katsuhiko, turned around and left without saying a word.

Katsuhiko picked up Chika and said, "Call me Daddy."

"Hmph~" Chika hugged Katsuhiko's neck, tilted her chin up high, and her eyes were full of laughter. "I won't let you hug me, I want Kotoha-neechan to hug me."

Qin Ye glanced at her, a smile playing on her lips, but remained silent.

"Kotoha-neechan?" Katsuhiko continued to hold Chinatsu, tilting his head to Kotoha-neechan and saying, "Since you're Chinatsu-chan's older sister, call me uncle."

"Go home quickly..." Qinye walked away with her head down.

She couldn't help but want to tell Mikoto and Eiyo what had happened today, but she didn't dare to tell Sayuri.

Mikoto is still sleeping in the convenience store...

Meanwhile, Yingdai had already started taking notes.

As Mrs. Kudo relentlessly imparted her so-called "husband-taming techniques," Sayuri sat beside her, listening intently with a flushed face.

Yingdai became a humble student eager to learn. Of course, she was forced to do so, feeling that if she didn't do something and just listened passively, she would expose her unease.

“Eiyo-chan, tell Auntie,” Mrs. Kudo glanced at Eiyo’s flushed face, then sat closer and continued, “What did your boyfriend say to you on the phone? What did you hear? Let’s speculate whether your boyfriend still has feelings for you. If you’re sure he doesn’t, we can take this opportunity to extort money from him and sue him…”

Eiyo's hand trembled uncontrollably as she gripped the pen. She didn't know how to respond, nor did she dare to say anything more, for fear that Mrs. Kudo would start speculating about her...

"Mom, come out for a second." Sayuri, her face flushed, pulled Mrs. Kudo out of the bedroom and then closed the bedroom door.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Kudo was pulled into the living room by Sayuri.

"What you said was so embarrassing," Xiaobaihe said, scratching her head in distress. "So shameless..."

"How could you talk about your mother like that?" Mrs. Kudo glared. "We're all women, what's there to be embarrassed about?"

"But...you even talked about things that happened in bed..."

"So what? She's not a little girl, she's divorced, what can't be said?" Mrs. Kudo said calmly, and then slapped Sayuri on the back of the head. "You have to learn from her, or you'll regret it when Katsuhiko loses interest in you!"

Mrs. Kudo sensed that something was wrong with Eiyo... but the biggest problem was with Kotoha. She decided to keep quiet to avoid offending anyone, and let the clueless Sayuri figure it out herself.

Chapter 51 Tanaka Yutaka's Urgent Telegram

Katsuhiko drove Kotoha and Chinatsu to Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden, passing by a convenience store along the way.

Mikoto had just locked the convenience store's rolling shutter door and was about to push her bicycle home.

Her face was still flushed, as if she were drunk, and her steps were a little unsteady.

Sheng Yan parked the car on the side of the road in front of the door, but she didn't notice. She kept rubbing her forehead, shaking her head while laughing, looking quite annoyed.

Katsuhiko rolled down the car window and said, "Madam, would you like a ride home? I can give you a massage~"

Mikoto turned her head, her bright eyes filled with a helpless smile. She touched her still flushed face with one hand and said, "Honey, you can't... uh, Kotoha-chan is here too, is she?"

Kotoha was sitting behind the driver's seat, holding onto Chinatsu's child seat, and craning her neck to look outside.

Her eyes widened, seemingly taken aback by Mikoto's sudden use of the word "husband."

"Hello, Mikoto-neechan..."

Qinye whispered something, then shrank back into her seat.

“Uh, Kotoha-chan is fine too,” Mikoto pursed her lips, glancing sideways at Katsuhiko, who seemed indifferent, with a hint of annoyance. She shook her dizzy head and said, “Mr. Takenaka, Mr. Tanaka just called and said he wants you to come to the company…”

After receiving the transfer from Katsuhiko, Tanaka Yutaka immediately contacted two bankrupt adult video manufacturers and, as the company's second-largest shareholder, generously bundled them together.

However, the issue of acceptance still needs to be addressed by the largest shareholder.

In addition, he also wanted to poach a few popular actresses from other manufacturers, but the prices they asked for were a bit high, and he was unsure.

Mikoto briefly explained the situation, and Katsuhiko nodded to indicate that he understood, saying, "Get in the car, I'll take you home first."

Since we're going to the company anyway, we might as well pick up Yingdai along and get the shareholding agreement sorted out while we're at it.

Mikoto got into the passenger seat and glanced at Kotoyo through the rearview mirror. Kotoyo was also glancing at Mikoto through the same rearview mirror.

The moment their eyes met, Qin Ye immediately looked away.

Mikoto secretly placed her hand on Katsuhiko's thigh and pinched him.

I'm really annoyed, I'm still feeling dizzy... I just hope the "behind-the-scenes wife" won't be exposed so soon...

Because Chinatsu was in the car, it was inconvenient to say many things, but fortunately Chinatsu was very lively, so the atmosphere was not awkward.

Around 7 p.m., during rush hour, walking is faster than driving; it takes about ten minutes to get to Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden.

Sheng Yan parked the car at the entrance of the alley.

First, I took Mikoto and Chinatsu home, then walked with Kotoha to Kotoha's house.

Because it is far from the main road, there are few people on the narrow cement road in the residential area. On both sides are wooden poles covered with wires and covered with a lot of graffiti advertisements.

The distant rumble of trams could be heard clearly, and Qin Ye's footsteps were distinct.

"Katsuhiko-kun, I think I just heard," Kotoha said softly, slightly behind Katsuhiko, "Mikoto-neechan called you 'husband.' That could only be Sayuri-chan calling you that..."

Theoretically, it shouldn't be a problem for a girlfriend to yell, but Mikoto's expression and the way she said it were so natural. And that's not all; after yelling, she realized she was sitting in the car and even tried to cover herself... It's impossible not to overthink it.

"Really? And then what?"

"I...I don't know if I heard it correctly," Kotoha said, pursing her lips and glancing at Katsuhiko's face before quickly looking away. "Did you hear it?"

“Now that you’ve found out, don’t try to test me anymore,” Katsuhiko stopped and looked at Kotoha with a smile, then whispered, “Keep this a secret, or you’ll be sued and sentenced to two years in prison.”

Qin Ye's mind went blank for a moment, and she stood there stunned for a while before asking softly, "What are you thinking?"

"Once you discover a system vulnerability, you can't help but want to exploit it. I guess that's just being a masochist." Katsuhiko shrugged nonchalantly and continued, "Don't you think Chinatsu-chan is adorable? I want to be her biological father. Mikoto is also very charming, and I want to marry her too. So, without telling Sayuri, we registered at a different ward office."

Chika is only four years old. Not only does she not remember who her biological father is, she has never even called him "Dad." Since she has already accepted him as her biological father, it's impossible for her to discover that he is a fake father when she grows up.

Otherwise, her future views on love and marriage will be distorted, and she might even follow in her mother's footsteps and have an affair with a married man... Although most girls in Japan are in this situation now, the culture of having lovers has become a common understanding.

Anyway, I can't do this to the daughter I've adopted.

Conversely, if she accepts her biological father, her views will be normal, and she will not despise her mother. Instead, she will despise her philandering and promiscuous "biological father."

That's alright. In a family education environment, it's usually the mother who influences the child's various beliefs, while the father mainly influences the child's personality and temperament.

Of course, Mikoto cried quite a bit that night too. She kept saying she wasn't jealous and didn't care about any titles, but as soon as she heard that she and Sayuri had registered their marriage, she secretly crushed her thermos.

I also saw her working diligently and quietly by herself at the convenience store the other day. She seemed so down-to-earth and hardworking, it's possible she was genuinely attracted to him and liked his hard work and competence. Since she wanted a formal commitment, I gave it to her! And from a male perspective, she has a fantastic figure. She also has a special skill: she can lick her nose with her tongue, which is quite impressive…

"So I can register just by changing the ward office?" Kotoha stared in disbelief. "Don't they stop me?"

“You’re absolutely right,” Katsuhiko’s eyes lit up, and he continued, “According to our normal understanding, you wouldn’t be able to register at a different ward office, but they managed to register anyway. They made me think that you can get married as many times as there are ward offices across the country…”

When it gets exposed and you're prosecuted, just bring your lawyer and expose this loophole. It's your system's fault, not mine? I just have amnesia…

Go back and get a medical record of "severe amnesia" from the hospital. There's a recovery drug available, so there's no need to forge it... That's great, no more worries about going to jail.

Qin Ye stared in disbelief, dumbfounded, her head tilted back, motionless.

“Don’t tell Eiyo yet, she’s got a head full of legal statutes,” Katsuhiko said, putting the few coins that had popped out of his palm back into his pocket. “I need to get her under control first.”

"I..." Qin Ye seemed to wake from a dream, and hurriedly lowered her head, walking home quickly, saying in a low voice, "I don't care."

“Oh, right,” Katsuhiko stepped forward and reminded her, “When you had lunch with Mrs. Kudo at noon, your emotions were quite obvious. She also saw that speech about unrequited love, and she might already suspect that we’re having an affair. You should be prepared.”