My daily life in love is too contrary to my character.

“I have a different opinion. I don’t even know if the child in Chiyo’s belly is smart or not, and he was aborted. I can’t forgive that,” Ichiryu Nao said with a smile.

"..." It's unclear whether the rumors spread quickly or the two girls informed their parents.

"I didn't want to become a father before I was a minor, so I had no choice. I'm really sorry, both of you mothers-in-law," Shiraishi Zexiu said apologetically. He knew that if he treated the two women seriously, he would be driven crazy.

"Why are you here so early today? Aren't you supposed to start work this afternoon? Chiyo is still sleeping soundly at home." The elevator received the instruction and was slowly descending to the first floor where they were.

"We just had a meeting yesterday, and there were a lot of new problems. I was thinking of coming here early to solve them and learn some new things along the way."

"Is it to make things less hard for Sakura and Chiyo? Sawa-suke, you're such a good man," Kuramochi Mika said approvingly.

"Yes! That's exactly what I think. Please, both of you mothers-in-law, praise me as much as you like, please." His slightly exaggerated tone made their shoulders tremble.

The elevator doors opened, and the three of them walked in together.

"Which floor do you want to go to?" asked Nao Ichijin, who was closest to the elevator buttons.

"Um... the fortieth floor, I guess." The fortieth floor is where Shiraishi Sawa's office is located, and Rumi Shouma's office is on the thirty-second floor, but it's not appropriate to say it outright right now.

"Look, Nao! Sawah's phone has a layout of the 32nd floor! I saw the name Narumi Hiyoma."

On this side, Ichijin Nao had already bent down and approached the phone in Shiraishi Sawa's hand, the screen's light illuminating her exquisitely made-up face.

Beneath the conservative yet elegant clothing, one could even feel the slight trembling of objects falling due to gravity.

"He's still a vengeful child."

"How could that be? I mainly wanted to talk to him about his life goals and where to be buried after he dies," Shiraishi Zexiu said, scratching his head sheepishly.

Nao covered her mouth and laughed for a while, then said to Shiraishi Sawa:

"Jianhua came here with me today to resolve this matter. You won't find him even if you go to the 32nd floor. He should be over here now. Do you want to come with us and take a look?"

"No need, with the two aunties here, they'll definitely be able to handle it. I'm in a hurry to process the documents," Shiraishi Zexiu said with a bright smile.

“Okay, then come with us.” Nao Ichiri smiled brightly as well.

"Exactly, why are you such a workaholic? We gave this project to Sakura and Chiyo to practice on. If you do all of it, what will they practice? Are you going to take over their household management in the future?"

Then, as if she had discovered some earth-shattering secret, Kuramochi Mika covered her mouth and excitedly shook Nao's sleeve:

"Nao, look, look! Sawa Hide's wolfish ambitions have been revealed. Sooner or later, the Ichiriki family and the Kuramochi family will be swallowed up by the Shiraishi family."

"I will try my best!" Shiraishi Zexiu nodded.

"I'll go back today and think of a way to prevent this from happening. How about giving Zexiu the antidote he has to take once a year?"

"Why not install one of those necklaces from TV dramas that explodes when you press it?"

"I'm not going to try anymore." Shiraishi Zexiu shook his head.

In the end, the elevator only pressed the floor that the two mothers wanted to go to, and Shiraishi Sawa Hide did not insist, which also contained a bit of curiosity about how they would handle it.

Following behind his two mothers, Shiraishi Sawa tried to look like a bodyguard, but Ichiriki Nao and Kuramochi Mika would always stop and wait for him when he was a few steps behind.

After bowing to Nao Ichinori, the employees they encountered on the street would subtly scrutinize Hideaki Shiraishi.

The entrance to the destination was much more luxurious than the office where Shiraishi Sawa and his two companions were located. Two burly men, both taller than Shiraishi Sawa, stood at the door.

The door opened, and three people walked into the office.

Ryūken Shouma knelt on the carpet, facing an empty table, while a middle-aged man of some age knelt beside him.

In the corner next to the table, Kurosawa Yuki, dressed in all black and seemingly unremarkable, stood silently.

Hearing the door open, the two turned to look at the doorway. They first looked nervously at Nao Ichiriki and Mika Kuramochi, and then noticed Hideaki Shiraishi following behind them. A hint of surprise flashed in both of their eyes, while Ryūmi Shuma's eyes were filled with anger and regret.

As soon as Nao and Kuramochi Mika's gentle expressions disappeared, their cold faces radiated an aura of chilling coldness, as if covered in snow.

Kurosawa Yuki placed the chairs for the guests behind the table. Ichinomiya Nao and Kuramochi Mika sat down, and Shiraishi Sawa Hide, seeing this, planned to stand in a corner as well.

"There are no chairs left, Zexiu-kun, please sit on the sofa." As Mikura Mochi Mika sat down, Ichijin Nao spoke up.

"Thank you, Auntie Ichiru."

"Why aren't you calling me mother-in-law anymore?" Nao's lips curled into a small smile, but compared to when there were only three of them, it seemed cold and somewhat sarcastic.

Of course, he was looking at the two people kneeling on the ground when he said this.

Shiraishi Sawah sat on the sofa, knowing that there was no need for him to speak anymore, and simply stopped talking.

"My lord, it is my fault for failing to raise my son properly. He has done such a thing, and I am deeply remorseful. Please forgive him this time."

The portly middle-aged man, judging from his words, must be Ryūmi Kōma's father. As he spoke, his forehead was pressed against the ground, and he gave his son a look, at which point Ryūmi Kōma immediately knelt down.

Looking at the two kneeling men, Shiraishi Sawahide sighed almost imperceptibly. This was the Japanese system he disliked: a rigid hierarchy and a strong sense of class consciousness. Although it wasn't reflected here, the prevailing atmosphere of fearing superiors and bullying subordinates was prevalent.

The person being knelt to doesn't mind, but they can't accept being the one kneeling to apologize.

“Rao? Executive Director Wei Hu, don’t you know what your son said? Do I need to have your son repeat it to you?”

"Please give my son a chance to start anew, considering his minor contributions."

“This is no longer a matter for our company,” Nao Ichiryu’s voice was icy. “Your good son made reckless remarks and even insulted the young lady of the Kuramochi family, do you know that?”

“I don’t think this matter will end well. My daughter and I are very angry, and my company is also very angry.” Sitting to the side, Ichijin Nao silently stroked the table with her fingers, her tone casual, but her eyes glared fiercely at the two kneeling people.

He glanced at the boy on the sofa, and the innocent-looking Shiraishi Zexiu felt uncomfortable under that gaze. However, the other party immediately melted away his icy demeanor and even raised an eyebrow at him.

"I don't know if Executive Director Wei Hu is completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter. If the president were here, based on the insults your son gave Chiyo, the shoe print on her face would probably be from him kicking her."

Only then did Shiraishi Sawahide notice that there were indeed several shoe prints on Ryūmi Shouma's face. The two ladies were wearing high heels, so it was definitely not them. Judging from the shoe size, they were most likely the two bodyguards at the door.

"Pfft—" Although it was very inappropriate, Shiraishi Sawa Hide, who had not received rigorous training, couldn't help but laugh.

The main reason is that although both wives were dangerous and frightening to Shiraishi Sawa, they never had the aura of a powerful figure when they were together.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, Shiraishi Zexiu covered his mouth, his expression serious:

"Sorry, I just thought of something really funny."

However, Ryūmi Shouma also turned his head to look at himself, and the clear shoe print pattern was fully displayed in front of Shiraishi Sawa.

Shiraishi Zexiu pursed his lips, his expression remaining serious.

"It's okay, Shiraishi-kun, you can laugh. Just laugh when you think of something funny," Ichiri Nao said with a gentle tone and a smile.

Suppressing his laughter, he managed a low, but audible laugh that everyone could hear because the room was too quiet. After a while, Shiraishi Sawa looked up at the two ladies:

"I'm done laughing, Auntie, please continue."

"Share with us what you were laughing about after this is over. If it wasn't funny, you'll be kneeling down too," Nao Ichinori said with a smile, her eyes teasing.

"Really kneeling? I just remembered I have a very important document to process. Aunties, I'll be leaving now, for a better tomorrow for our company!"

After speaking in a tone reminiscent of a pyramid scheme, Shiraishi Sawah stood up.

"Sit down. If it's not funny, you can stand for the rest of the time, okay?"

"okay."

Kneeling, Ryūken Weitora broke out in a cold sweat, gaining a clearer understanding of Shiraishi Zexiu's relationship with the two wives.

“Getting back to the main topic, where were we?” Nao Ichinori said.

“Shoe prints.” Only Shiraishi Sawa replied.

"What happened before the shoe print?"

"The seriousness of the matter."

“Yes, Executive Director Wei Hu, you should be glad that your son has already left you some leeway. Considering your many years of contributions to the company, you can still stay with the company.”

"The outcome is clear, and you don't need to plead anymore. Ryūmi Shouma is no longer a member of our company. He can leave after the apology letter is written and released."

At the same time, we will no longer hire him from the Ichiraku family, the Kuramochi family, or our partners with whom we have good relationships.

As for you, in recognition of your contributions, you will hand over all your work to Officer Wu Jian today, and he will take your place as Managing Director. Our materials branch is short of a Management Manager, so you should report to the branch as soon as possible.

If you have any objections to our handling of the matter, you can go home and retire; I have no objections.

"No...no." After a few seconds of silence, Ryūmi Etora, kneeling on the ground, said with difficulty.

He went from being an executive director in the company to a department head in a newly acquired branch. Although this was still a high position for an ordinary person, for him, more than a decade of hard work had been ruined, and his son's future was bleak.

The blacklists of the Ichiriki and Kuramochi families are so large that neither rival nor friendly companies would dare to accept Narumi Shouma.

Ryūmi Shouma gripped the carpet tightly, twisting it into a spiral pattern. He was angry and resentful, feeling that he had been thoroughly tricked.

It's all because of this person! He actually did this to harm me! He doesn't deserve it at all! I'm the one who's most suitable!

With bloodshot eyes, he looked up at Shiraishi Zexiu, his voice, now shrill and piercing, betraying his irrationality:

"I shouldn't like such a treacherous person, especially since he's incompetent. In just three days of decision-making, he made so many mistakes. How can someone with such a high error rate be a leader!"

One of those decisions, had it not been made by his subordinates, would have delayed this short-term project by at least a week!

Hoping to find something on Shiraishi Sawa, he has been paying unparalleled attention to this project during this period. He is probably the person who knows the most about everything besides the three of them.

"Such a large family as the Ichiriki clan, if it falls into his hands, it will inevitably decline and perish sooner or later! It's incredibly foolish of Chiyo to like him; such a despicable woman is truly..."

"Shut up!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was slapped across the face by Ryūken Etora, stopping him in his tracks. Ryūken Shouma's eyes trembled, and he opened his mouth without saying a word.

Shiraishi Sawa, who had been smiling as he listened to Ryūmi Shouma scolding him, gradually lost his composure until his face was expressionless. He slowly walked forward, his shoes making a soft sound on the carpet.

"Snapped!"

Unlike the slap that Rukia Eito merely used to shut his son up, Shiraishi Sawa's slap was truly forceful, knocking the man to the ground.

“Very well.” Nao Ichiri’s face wore an extremely dangerous ’smile.’ “I don’t like what you said.”

Saying something behind someone's back is a completely different concept from daring to say it openly.

After receiving a signal from Nao Ichirin, Yuki Kurosawa carefully straightened up Nami Shuma and then forcefully slapped him, pressing his cheek against the ground once again.

Help him up, he falls down; help him up, he falls down...

Liu Jianwei's head had already hit the ground again, and he was trembling all over. He didn't even dare to stop him.

“You should be glad we’ve cleared our names and gotten back on the right path, otherwise you might never be able to speak for the rest of your life.” Kurosawa Yuki said, wiping her hands, in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear.

“First, I’m still young,” Shiraishi Sawah broke the silence first. “Second…”

He stepped forward and looked down at the swollen face of the man named Ryujin.

"Don't you know the saying 'A scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days'? Now that three days have passed, is it possible that I've already surpassed you, even in your area of ​​expertise?"