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

"Why doesn't he just tear them all up and throw them away?"

"So I also have my mother as a comrade-in-arms."

After putting down his ID, Shiraishi Sawa picked up a few photos and discovered that every single one of them was a picture of himself and Ichiyo Ichiriki taken that night. They all had double-sided tape on the back, and the only difference was their size. The smaller ones were only the size of a thumbprint, while the larger ones were a meter long.

It's obvious what the purpose of these photos is: to be pasted up wherever possible, wherever there's a gap in the wall.

While Shiraishi Sawa was looking at the photo, Chiyo Ichiri next to him glanced at the calligraphy scroll in her hand, then at the photo in Shiraishi Sawa's hand, and a dangerous smile gradually spread across her face.

--

"Shiraishi-kun, we're almost there. Give me your bag." Chiyo Ichii looked at the scenery rushing past the car window and found it increasingly familiar. She turned to Shiraishi Sawa and said.

"Huh? Why?"

"It's a family rule that once you join the family, if it's a son-in-law visiting, I should be the one to receive the gifts, as a sign of respect."

"Is that so?" Shiraishi Sawa was skeptical, but he had indeed heard that large families had their own rules, so he handed the bag in his hand to Ichiyo.

Not long after, the car came to a stop, and Shiraishi Sawa saw the familiar yet unfamiliar villa again. A row of bodyguards stood at the door, but Nakano Satake, whom Shiraishi Sawa knew, was not inside.

"Shiraishi-kun, wait for me a moment. I'll go in and talk to Mother first before I come out!" Chiyo Ichigo jumped out of the car as soon as it stopped, took off her high heels, and walked barefoot back to the villa on a small path next to the main gate, leaving behind only this sentence.

Could this be a path specifically for taking off shoes...? Shiraishi Sawa Hide didn't notice it at all last time.

She didn't keep Shiraishi Sawahisa waiting for long. Two or three minutes later, Chiyo reappeared at the main entrance and gestured for Shiraishi Sawahisa to come in.

Shiraishi Sawa was dressed casually today, not too formally. After seeing the gesture, he took a deep breath, adjusted his posture, and walked towards the main entrance.

Chiyo, carrying two bags, walked for two minutes with Shiraishi Sawa, and finally saw Yumi again. Her face was ashen, and she looked at Shiraishi Sawa as if she wanted to devour him.

Sitting next to Yumi was an elegant lady with a gentle smile on her well-maintained face. This must be Chiyo's mother, Nao Ichiryu. Nao Ichiryu seemed very interested in Hideaki Shiraishi, as both of them kept their eyes on Hideaki Shiraishi after they came in.

"Good evening, Mother." Chiyo walked over to Nao and stroked the Border Collie lying on the ground.

"Beibei, good evening."

"Oh, and good evening, Father."

"Is this the manners you learned after living away from home for a few months?" Yu Jian's face darkened further, but her expression still held more helplessness and doting affection.

Chiyo Ichiri was clearly unafraid, sitting next to Nao Ichiri and letting out a "humph".

Nao simply smiled as she looked at the father and daughter.

Only Shiraishi Sawah stood to the side, trying his best to suppress his laughter.

Chapter 94 is about how he was set up again.

Soon, Yumi and Nao's gazes returned to Hideaki Shiraishi. Sensing their attention, Hideaki gave Chiyo a meaningful look.

After understanding what she meant, Chiyo handed a bag to Shiraishi Sawa.

"Good evening, Uncle and Aunt. This is our first meeting. I brought you two calligraphy scrolls that I wrote myself. They are not of much value, but they are a token of my appreciation."

After receiving the bag, Shiraishizawa Hide first walked to Ichijin Nao, who was closer to him, and took out the marked box from the bag.

Nao looked at Shiraishi Sawa with a smile, her eyes revealing appropriate expectation.

After untying the ribbon, Shiraishi Sawa opened the scroll, revealing the inscription "A woman of noble character and gentle heart."

“Auntie, this is for you. It’s a Chinese idiom, ‘蕙质兰心’, which describes your heart as pure as a ‘蕙心’ and your character as elegant as a ‘兰花’.”

"Wow, thank you so much."

Nao clapped her hands lightly to express her excitement, then took the scroll from Shiraishizawa Hide with both hands and carefully read it from top to bottom.

"It's very good, Shiraishi-kun. I like it very much."

Yu Jian snorted coldly from the side.

Although reluctant, Shiraishi Sawa took another box from the bag and walked over to Ichiriki Yumi, but kept a safe distance:

"Uncle, this is a calligraphy I'm giving you."

"Hmm." Even in a direct conversation, Yuuki kept her tone even and didn't deliberately embarrass Shiraishi Sawa.

Untying the ribbon, Shiraishi Sawah also intended to show it to Ichiri Yumi.

Shiraishi Sawa noticed that Ichiyo's eyes had been filled with anticipation since the beginning, and that after Ichiyo whispered something in Nao's ear, Nao's eyes also showed a smile.

I have a bad feeling about this.

But with the arrow already on the bowstring, there was no choice but to release it. Shiraishi Zexiu gritted his teeth and opened the scroll.

"Uncle, this is for you. It contains the Chinese idiom 'gentle and refined'..."

Halfway through the conversation, Shiraishi Sawa noticed that Ichiri Yumi's face was unusually dark, even darker than when Ichiri Chiyo had deliberately provoked her.

what's the situation?

The problem must be on the scroll, Shiraishi Sawah thought, glancing down at it.

.......

I understand why now.

What was displayed before Ichiriki Yu was not calligraphy, but a wedding certificate photo of Shiraishi Sawa and Ichiriki Chiyo. The photo was so large that it covered the entire scroll.

However, the wicked woman who designed this did not intend to ruin the calligraphy. Instead of attaching the photo with double-sided tape, the edges of the photo were wedged into the gaps at the edge of the scroll.

Chiyo and her mother, who were standing nearby, were already hugging each other and laughing together.

I must never believe in any more family rules again. How could I forget that this woman is a complete liar?

After giving Ichiyo a subtle glare, Shiraishi Sawa Hide stepped in to salvage the situation.

Pull the photo out of the gap and place it on the table behind you, then turn it over and cover it up.

"Ahem, that was an accident. Uncle, let me reintroduce it: This is the Chinese idiom 'gentle and refined,' which describes your gentle attitude and elegant manners."

Although the situation was completely out of the control of the two men present, Yumi Ichiriki still took the scroll from Shiraishi Sawa, glanced at it, and nodded:

"Thank you."

At that moment, Chiyo walked over happily, carrying her bag. "Shiraishi-kun, please sit down. Mother wants you to sit next to her. Next, it's my turn to show Father the gift."

“No need! Chiyo,” Yumi Ichiryu said, her reaction the strongest. “I don’t need your gift, there’s no need to show it off.”

After finishing his current task, Shiraishi Sawa Hide sat down next to Ichiri Nao.

"How was it? Isn't it interesting, Shiraishi-kun?" Nao Ichinori leaned closer and whispered in Shiraishi Sawa's ear.

"Chiyo originally wanted to replace the calligraphy with a photo, but I improved this suggestion for her."

"Thank you so much, Auntie."

"You still call her Auntie? You're married now, you can call her Mom."

"It's alright, Auntie, we'll get a divorce tomorrow."

"You really are as interesting as Chiyo said." Nao covered her mouth and chuckled.

Chiyo had already opened the box and started introducing the gift.

“Father, this is the first gift I’m giving you: a one-inch photo of me and Mr. Shiraishi. Here you go.”

Chiyo picked out a small photo and handed it to Yumi, but Yumi clearly didn't want to take it.

"I don't want it, put it back."

"Mom~" Shiraishi Zexiu saw Ichiyo Chiyo acting cute for the first time.

“Darling, you must accept Chiyo’s feelings no matter what. Come on, Chiyo, give me one too.”

Responding to his wife's words, Yumi reluctantly took the photo from Chiyo's hand.

After giving another photo to Nao Ichini, Chiyo Ichini continued to introduce the gifts she had brought:

“Father, this is my second gift to you: a two-inch photo of me and Mr. Shiraishi. Here. This is my third gift to you: a three-inch photo of me and Mr. Shiraishi. Here…”

Over there, photos were being layered sequentially, and Nao Ichii was also admiring them.

"Although you look great in photos, I still think you're more handsome in person."

"Auntie, I think you are prettier. When you stand next to Chiyo-san, I feel like you are her younger sister."

Because I had just moved in, I changed my address from my surname to my given name.

"Everyone else praises her for looking like the older sister, so why does she become the younger sister in Shiraishi-kun's eyes?"

"That's what makes it special. Actually, I wanted to talk about my daughter, but I was afraid it would seem disrespectful to you."

"Ah, I was reluctant to entrust Chiyo to you, but now I feel so relieved. I'm sure you two will have a lot of fun together."

"Thank you, Auntie, but there's really no need. I just want to return her to you as soon as possible."

"It's alright, it's fine if we don't return the daughter, returning a grandson might be better."

"Auntie, you probably don't know that I have inherited infertility..."

......

Yujian already has more than a dozen different sizes of photos in her hands, from childhood to adulthood.

"Father, you can't hold this extra-large poster. I'll put it on the wall later. This is the last gift: my marriage certificate with Shiraishi-kun."

Chiyo pulled out the giant poster and placed it on the table, then forcibly placed the marriage certificate in Yumi's hand.

“Father,” Chiyo’s voice suddenly became serious and heavy, “I hope you can respect and allow the love between me and Shiraishi-kun.”

Tsk, Shiraishi Sawah noticed that Yuuki's lips twitched far too quickly, far faster than he could ever manage when he was speechless.

Seeing that Yuu didn't say anything, Chiyo didn't wait any longer. She picked up the big poster, walked to the opposite wall, gestured the position, and then tore off the double-sided tape to stick the photo on.

After finishing, I clapped my hands, sat down next to Yuuki, turned my head to face him, and looked at the poster from his perspective.

"Yes! Perfect."

Stop smoking, stop smoking! Shiraishi Sawah suspected that Yumi's mouth was about to spit out sparks.

Chapter 95 Only by sidling with the right powerful figure can one do as one pleases

"Can you please stop making a scene, Chiyo? Daddy was wrong, okay?"