appetite.

Material desires.

Se Yu.

He would also sneak into his sworn brother's room to read his diary whenever he had free time at home and no one else was there.

No, we can't make such a judgment so arbitrarily.

In fact, there are legitimate reasons behind such behavior.

By reading through the diary entries, we can better understand what Qianye is thinking, and thus be able to care for him more effectively.

Therefore, seemingly impolite or inappropriate behavior is precisely a concrete manifestation of a very good and close relationship between family members.

Yes, that's right.

that's all.

Every time Takanashi Toka opens Chiya's diary, she has to go through a mental struggle.

It can also be understood as a way to comfort oneself and reduce feelings of guilt.

But in reality, after doing it many times, the time spent agonizing over this process has long since shortened from several minutes at the beginning to just a fleeting moment now.

Its formal significance outweighs its practical significance.

May has arrived.

Because Toka Takanashi has no club activities at school and no part-time job arrangements, and because she intentionally speeds up her pace, she is usually the first one to get home.

The same is true today.

"Mother?"

"Qianye?"

"Rikka?"

After repeatedly calling out to confirm that no one else had gone home, she went straight to the second floor.

Let me see if Qianye updated her diary yesterday...

He opened the door, threw off the covers, and picked up the diary in one swift motion.

The ten flowers unfolded, and my eyes were immediately drawn to them.

Yesterday, Qianye not only wrote in her diary, but also wrote a lot of content, which filled an entire page.

She took a picture with her phone, put the diary back in its place, and then went back to her room to carefully and meticulously review it.

April 30th

The weather is nice today, and I'm in a good mood too.

Besides the fact that my writing and other work-related matters went smoothly, I think there is another very important reason.

That is, I have finally figured out the relationship between me and Shihua recently.

Yes, from the beginning, I've been struggling with my relationship with Toka, but I've unconsciously overlooked the fact that we're not related by blood.

The law clearly stipulates that marriage is prohibited between direct blood relatives or collateral blood relatives within three generations.

But there's absolutely no such relationship between me and Toka, in other words, even if we got married, there wouldn't be any problem at all...

……

Shihua held her phone, her face flushed.

I don't know if it's because of the increasingly hot weather now that it's May.

It's still because of the contents of Qianye's diary.

Having secretly read his diary for so long, Shihua actually admires him quite a bit.

The elegance and beauty of his handwriting goes without saying. Many of his viewpoints and ideas... even disregarding the specific content, are presented quite clearly, even excessively so, in terms of the direction of his thinking, with specific descriptions that cite classics.

Take, for example, this latest diary entry.

It seems that in order to convince himself, he not only used the story of Hikaru Genji and Murasaki from The Tale of Genji as a starting point, but also recounted a series of chaotic events within the Japanese Emperor's family.

Fearing that the stories from a distant era would be out of touch with the times and not be convincing enough, they also brought up a series of specific stories of marriages between famous modern sworn siblings, clearly stating the year, time and specific names of the people involved.

Seeing this, Shihua paused reading out of curiosity and searched for the keywords in her browser. As a result, she actually found the specific webpage.

The news articles displayed on the webpage were written in the language of a remote, small country.

Shihua couldn't understand it at all. Even with the help of a webpage text translator, the result was still quite frustrating.

She recognized each character individually, but when put together, they made no sense at all.

But looking at the wedding photos, you can see the smiles on the faces of the two main characters and all the guests present.

It seems that, as Qianye said, there is indeed no need to worry about so much.

In modern society, with its open-mindedness, as long as people truly love each other, the mere fact that they are nominally sworn siblings without any blood relation is not an obstacle at all, and may even receive many people's congratulations.

Takanashi Touka reopened Chiya's diary.

Unaware of her focus, she realized that while some of the entries in her diary seemed to be Gen Chiyo convincing herself, their true purpose in being recorded was far more complex.

"What's wrong? Did something happy happen today? You're laughing so happily."

At the main gate of Kawanashi Middle School, Kudo Miyoko, who had been waiting for Minamoto Chiya to finish school, asked him this question curiously.

"It's probably because I was amazed by how beautiful Miyoko's outfit was today that I couldn't help but smile."

The urban beauty before me wore bright red lipstick, paired with a linen gray blazer and pencil skirt, revealing her slender waist and rounded hips.

This combination, not to mention the flesh-colored leggings that flatter the legs, is sure to hit the mark for many men.

"Hmph, don't give me that. You're just trying to make me happy. Get in the car."

Despite saying that, Kudo Miyoko was quite pleased and couldn't help but smile.

After she got into the driver's seat, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Yuan Qianye holding his phone and transferring more than a million yen to an account.

She was a little concerned, but she didn't ask any further questions.

As the car drove off, Yuan Qianye ended the transfer with the note "Thank you, boss, it was a pleasure working with you," and deleted the transfer record.

He put down his phone, widened his collar, and turned the car's air conditioning vents toward himself.

Seeing this, Miyoko turned the air conditioner's fan speed to maximum.

"The weather is officially starting to get hot."

"Yes, the weather forecast says that today's high temperatures will arrive earlier than usual."

When will you finish work for today?

"It's just a simple autograph session held by a newly opened shopping mall to boost its popularity. In the past, a quick appearance would only take about two hours to finish, so today's work is very easy."

"Really."

Miyoko glanced at the young boss in the passenger seat: "Any plans after today?"

"Hmm." Yuan Qianye nodded seriously: "I've been taking care of Miyoko-nee for so long, but I haven't properly thanked you yet. So I was thinking of inviting you to dinner alone tonight. Oh, by the way, Miyoko-nee's wrist is empty, so I'll buy you a gift while I'm at it. Does Miyoko-nee prefer a bracelet or a women's watch?"

"Seriously, I told you not to joke around with me anymore. I don't need any thank-you gifts or anything. I'm already quite satisfied to be able to work with you, Chiyo. Putting everything else aside, normal companies would hold back a few days' wages for their employees, but you're different. You don't hold back and you even pay them in advance. I have a good relationship with the president, but I've never received this kind of treatment from her before."

"After all, I always felt a special connection with you, Miyoko-nee, and I had a feeling that we would work together for a long time in the future, so naturally I wouldn't treat you like an outsider."

"Alright, stop talking. What happened to you today that makes you so happy and sweet-talking?"

"I already said it's because of Miyoko-nee..."

"Okay, repeating the same thing twice isn't funny."

Miyoko stepped on the brakes and came to a steady stop at the red light.

The words "we won't treat her like an outsider" really touched her heart. This affirmation brought her, a working professional, not only recognition at work, but also affirmation of her in all aspects.

At such a young age, he has already demonstrated the skills of someone in a high position in managing subordinates...

With a hint of mockery in her heart, Miyoko talked about a job offer she had just received.

"Actually, there's a pretty good job opportunity next Saturday. If you think it's okay, I'll reply to them and agree tomorrow."

What kind of job?

"BAPE fashion magazine wants you to appear in a few summer menswear outfits for promotional purposes. The contract is relatively simple."

"Just taking photos?"

"Yes, in addition to using the photos in their magazines and official website for promotion, they will also authorize offline stores or online dealers to use them for advertising."

"She looks a bit like a model."

"It is indeed similar to the work of a model, but because you are very famous, Qianye, the remuneration is quite generous and much more than that of a typical model who only relies on her face and figure."

At this point, Kudo Miyoko also appeared somewhat proud.

While waiting at a red light and not having to focus on driving, she took the opportunity to grab her notebook from the back seat and hand it to Qianye. It contained detailed notes about her work and specific income amounts.

Yuan Qianye glanced at it and nodded: "It is indeed very sincere."

"Right? And what's even better is that the filming location is a brand new beach that's not open to the public yet. They said they'd treat us to a free hotel after we finish filming. You're welcome to bring your family there, Qianye."

"The beach..."

Yuan Qianye's eyes lit up upon hearing this. What a coincidence! He had had this idea before, and now it had come to him by chance.

…………

Chapter 180: Kasumigaoka Begins Operation

"seaside?"

"An open-air beach?!"

The next day, after the filming was officially confirmed, Chiya went home and told Takanashi Touka the news.

Because they were in the living room, Rikka Takanashi also overheard part of what happened.

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