Tokyo: Starting from staying at my mother's bestie's house

There were only two people left on the sofa here. Iinuma Isao rolled his eyes at Sakurako and said, "Please look at the occasion when you are joking, okay?"

Sakurako smiled and looked like she wouldn't listen to him at all.

Iinuma Isao had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​asking her to be a good person, and instead asked the question that concerned him most: "How did you set a trap for Auntie Makoto?"

"A trap, what trap?" Yingzi looked innocent.

"If you don't tell me, you will lose me!" Iinuma Isao looked serious.

Yingzi giggled for a while, stretched out her white neck, moved her face closer to him, raised her folding fan with her little hand and tapped his forehead gently: "I really know that brain, I don't need to be a trap at all, just tease her with a few words and she will be on her own." Made myself a condom."

"How did you tease him?" Ionuma Isao asked curiously.

The folding fan in Yingzi's hand touched his skin and slowly moved downward from his forehead: "A while ago, Qingji handed over the construction project of the new energy industrial park to Huacheng Construction. You know this, right? "

"Hmm~"

"Our Hatsuroye family also owns real estate and a construction union, and they are all in the hands of Zhenchi."

Hearing this, Ionuma Isao already understood the reason for the matter.

The beautiful and delicate folding fan seemed to be an extension of Sakurako's slender hand, sliding from the boy's forehead to the tip of his nose, and gently tapped the tip of his nose.

Yingzi continued: "Zhenzhi is so happy. The construction company she is in charge of has been borrowing money to buy land. Multiple projects have been started at the same time. The current debt is extremely high, and there are already signs of a thunderstorm. She originally thought that from Qing Ji, He obtained the project development rights of the industrial park and used this project to make huge profits to replenish his blood..."

"So, after Aunt Kiyohime gave the project to Huacheng Construction, she became unbalanced in her heart. The resentment and conflicts she had accumulated over the years suddenly exploded with your few words." Ionuma Isao concluded.

"Master Xun is so smart."

Sakurako hit his nose cheerfully with a folding fan in her hand, with a naughty smile on her lips: "I told her that if Qingji dares to hand over the project to outsiders today, tomorrow she will dare to hand over the entire Hatsuluno family to outsiders. .As the original eldest daughter, should you take responsibility, Zhenzhi... In this way, Zhenzhi, who is simple-minded and impulsive, did stupid things to attack the tribesmen in a fit of anger..."

Iinuma Isao's lips were numb from her beating.

At the same time, my heart was itching, and I began to rack my brains to think about how to tame this bad woman...

"Yeah, she's here..."

Sakurako suddenly took her fan back.

Ionuma Isao noticed that suddenly, everyone's eyes were looking towards him.

Ahead, Machi Hatsukano walked over menacingly.

What she hadn't noticed just now was that Sakurako's exaggerated laughter attracted her to him.

"Tsk, tsk, look, she's so scary like this, I have to hide."

Sakurako stood up with a smile, and unreasonably left Iinuma Isao behind, leaving him alone to deal with the suffocated Machi Hatsukano.

Ionuma Isao leaned on the sofa and looked at Mrs. Machichi.

This aunt looked very much like Ryoko, with plump lips and soft blond wavy hair hanging gorgeously on her shoulders.

The red-bottomed gold-rimmed kimono hugs her plump body tightly, and under the skirt, a corner of her moist and plump legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings is slightly exposed.

With an angry look on her face, she looked domineering.

But this does not detract from her mature charm, and because of this, it is easier for men to have the idea of ​​​​training her, turning a proud and beautiful woman like her into an obedient puppy.

Hatsukano Machi walked over quickly and looked down at the boy leaning on the sofa.

"Fan! Marsh! Xun——"

The angry voice made the people around him look at him with unbearable looks.

...Facing such an angry lioness, Miss Kaguya's fiancé is really pitiful.

Chapter 117 I was wrong

Mrs. Zhenzhi’s eyebrows were cold and her eyes were cold, and she was domineering.

That beautiful face looked down at Ionuma Isao, and his annoyed mood was not concealed at all.

Ionuma Isao ignored her, but waved a maid over and ordered: "Bring some tea, tea sets and a pot of hot water."

The maid glanced at Mrs. Makoto subconsciously.

Only when the lady had no objection did she dare to bow and respond: "Okay, Master."

Iinuma Isao then looked at Mrs. Machi: "Sit down, Auntie Machi."

"Hmph!" Hatsuro Yezachi glared at him coldly and reluctantly sat on the other side of the sofa.

Most of the people in the banquet hall are looking here, and the fiancée is even more worried, ready to come to the rescue at any time.

After a while, the maid came back with tea sets and hot water.

Ionuma Isao ignored the looks of people around him and made tea by himself.

His posture cannot be said to be very authentic.

But the more unrestrained a man like him is, the more he makes the women around him feel that he has an otherworldly elegance.

His demeanor is relaxed and contented, and his actions are free and easy, all of which reflect his extraordinary state of mind.

His appearance was even more abominable in the eyes of Hatsugano Makoto.

——Thanks to him for having such a handsome and extraordinary face, yet he is willing to be the lackey of Qingji. It is really a waste.

The more Zhenzhi looks at him, the less he likes it!

Iinuma Isao slowly brewed the tea and brought it to her: "Auntie Machi, please use the tea."

Hatsuro Ye Machichi lost his composure and asked directly: "I said, if you kill my supervisor, why don't you apologize to me? Apologize?"

"Drink some tea first." Ionuma Isao took a sip of tea himself.

Hatsugano Makoto was angry in his heart, but he still endured it. He picked up the tea cup and took a big sip of tea. He looked at him and hummed: "Kid, there is nothing to say between you and me. Just bow your head and admit your mistake. The rest will be settled." I will naturally settle the score with Qing Ji, it won’t be difficult for me!”

It's strange that you are enlightened.

Just saying this to her, Ionuma Isao felt that it would be fine if he just made things difficult for her and wouldn't insult her too much.

But admitting your mistake is, of course, impossible.

Iinuma Isao held the tea cup and said calmly: "Auntie Zhenchi, everyone said that you are impatient and have a bad temper. Today I saw that you are indeed right. Listen to my advice, anger can easily damage the liver, and you should learn how to meditate in the future. "

This kind of confident and able to accept the other party's preaching is really like his Qing Ji's mother...

Hatsukano Machi felt another burst of anger. He picked up the cup and wanted to take a sip of tea, but found that the cup had reached the bottom.

An unknown fire ignited instantly.

She slapped the tea cup on the table and looked at Ionuma Isao with fierce eyes: "Growing up, the four sisters, what I hate the most is your appearance of being happy and angry, hypocritical, extremely hypocritical!"

Look, she was so angry that she scolded Kiyohime directly at Ionuma Isao.

The atmosphere between the two became tense instantly, and Mrs. Zhenzhi felt that her defense was about to be broken at any time.

Sakurako, who was hiding aside to watch the show, came over with a plate of watermelon before Kaguya got up.

"Oh, the weather is so hot, let's eat some watermelon to cool down..."

She sat down between the two of them, put down the plate, and then looked at Ionuma Isao with a smile.

Hu Mei'er blinked, then picked up a piece of watermelon with her thin white fingertips, opened her other hand, put it on Iinuma Isao's chin, and gently opened her sexy little mouth: "Master Xun, open your mouth. , sister feeds you watermelon."

Ionuma Isao opened his mouth obediently and took a big bite.

"So sweet!"

The flesh of the melon is bright red, pink and sandy, and tastes juicy and sweet.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but this melon is sweeter than the melons I usually eat.

The extra juicy pulp was squeezed, and the juice flowed down the melon flesh, and a few drops fell into Yingzi's white and tender palm.

Zhenzhi glanced at the little sister and didn't understand why she was so crazy.

The younger sister pushed the fruit plate towards her older sister: "You should eat some first too."

Zhenzhi was already upset and angry, and felt his mouth was dry. Looking at the fresh watermelon and listening to the sound of Iinuma Isao eating the melon, he couldn't help but pick up a piece of watermelon and ate it in his stomach.

Sakurako fed Iinuma Isao two pieces of watermelon, and stood up with a smile: "Oh, I'm going to wash my hands, and you can chat slowly."

Makoto took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

Being disturbed by her younger sister, her inner anger dissipated a little, and Iinuma Isao was no longer so hostile.

"Kid, just apologize to me." She reiterated her request.

"Apologise? No, I think Auntie Machi might have made a mistake." Iinuma Inuma ate his little sister's watermelon, and now he is going to deal with his sister with all his strength.

Chu Luye Zhenzhi was startled, and the anger in his heart rose again.

Iinuma Isao looked at her face, and his eyes gradually became cold: "She raised the resentful spirit herself. She didn't take care of it, and it was reviled. How can I apologize?"

"You, don't think that I don't know why the resentful spirit bites back!" Hatsuro Ye Zhenzhi patted the table angrily.

"Then tell me." Ionuma Isao said coldly.

I was paying attention to the female relatives here, and they all stretched their necks, wishing they could put their ears here to hear their conversation clearly.

Chu Luye Zhenzhi was unaware and was about to speak.

"Shut up, you idiot!" Ionuma shouted to her in a low voice.

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Hatsu Luno Machi's eyes froze.

This was the first time since she was little that someone scolded her so rudely, which made her whole face turn red with anger.

"Have you thought about the consequences?" Iinuma Isao lowered his voice, stared at her closely, and reprimanded, "In front of many clan members, if you say that your supervisor is trying to harm me but will be killed instead, do you think everyone Will you think I did the right thing, or will you sympathize with you more?"

These words made Chu Luye realize that he was just waking up from a dream.

She didn't know how many times she had experienced this kind of thing where she suffered a big loss and was still unreasonable.

As if recalling bad memories, she clenched her fists and punched her thigh angrily: "You and your Qingji mother are both the same. They are disgustingly hypocritical. I hate you so much..."

Her pretty face was flushed with anger.

It must be said fairly that although Mrs. Makoto has a hot temper, her appearance is indeed good-looking. Her cheeks are red when she is angry, just like a red rose with thorns, which is good-looking but prickly.

"Auntie Makoto, can you calm down?" Ionuma Isao asked, "If you can, I will have a good chat with you. If you can't, forget it."