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

To some extent, Iinuma Isao was right.

The other party really came for beauty.

However, he could never have imagined that the beauty was actually himself.

Chapter 34: Did I make her my own?

Just like the gloomy sky, the atmosphere in the Hachioji Hospital Project Department office was also gloomy and solemn.

“Even if Miyazawa Company stops working, we should finish the remaining work ourselves! We should look for new suppliers for pipeline materials now. If we can’t find one in Tokyo, we can look for one in the neighboring counties! It’s already April, are you going to postpone the work to May?”

Huacheng Xingzi's tone was not very angry, but her always majestic aura scared several project leaders so much that they were sweating on their backs.

“Yes, I’m very sorry. Tomorrow… No, I will hold a production meeting right away and inform everyone of the president’s words…” The project manager bowed tremblingly, not daring to look at the lady in mourning.

"What I need is execution, not notification!" Huacheng Xingzi said coldly.

"Uh... yes, I understand!" The project manager nodded.

"Also, please find the plumbers and electricity installers right away. They must make sure they can resume work tomorrow!"

"Boss, we don't have enough time to find so many workers..."

"Let the agents recruit! Find more agents and give them enough prices!"

"But our budget..."

"Do as I say!"

"Yes!"

Several project leaders couldn't help but grumble that the president was just as rumored, and his word was final.

She has a dignified and elegant posture and a firm and resolute attitude.

Even though her husband and younger brother had just died, there was no sadness in her eyes and her hair was not a mess at all.

"Remember, put everything aside and make sure the project is delivered on time! That's all I have to say. Go down and sort out your work. I want to see the results tomorrow."

"Hi~"

The small leaders nodded repeatedly, bent over and walked out the door.

Then, this dignified, calm and indifferent female president shook her body and seemed about to faint.

Her sweet and caring adopted son immediately reached out and hugged her slender waist.

"Mother, be careful!"

Ah!

Grandpa is so filial.

As soon as his subordinate walked out of the office, the calm and cold-faced president felt dizzy.

She leaned in her adopted son's arms, closed her eyes and rested for a while before she caught her breath.

Iinuma Isao helped her lie down on the sofa to rest.

The rain outside the window made the office colder and colder, so he picked up the air-conditioning blanket and covered his aunt with it.

"Ah Xun..."

Huacheng Xingzi looked at him tiredly.

"I'll sit here, you say." Iinuma Isao sat down next to her.

"The measures we just took can't actually solve the current situation..." Huacheng Xingzi hugged a pillow in her arms and curled up softly beside his legs. "The water and electricity pipes sold separately cannot guarantee a uniform standard, and it is impossible for all the temporary workers to do their jobs well. But I still have to do this..."

"I roughly understand." Iinuma Isao looked at him and said.

"Well, the first priority now is to ensure that the construction period is not delayed to the greatest extent possible." Huacheng Xingzi looked up at him, a smile on her fair and moist face, "Ensure that the construction period is not delayed, and then resolve the issue of the Miyazawa family, so that the Miyazawa family can take over the remaining projects immediately. In my opinion, this is the safest way to ensure the construction period. But I don't have much confidence..."

Iinuma Isao looked at her in surprise.

This woman is very strong. She can ignore all negative emotions and stay on top at all times.

But now she is a little weak...

Does it mean that I have slept with her and made her my own?

Slowly, Hanashiro Anzi closed her eyes, took Iinuma Isao's hand and placed it on her chest: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"These past two years have been so tiring, Axun..."

"Um……"

The lady whispered softly, and the young man comforted her slowly.

Huacheng Xingzi slowly curled up her body and lay at the boy's feet, as if venting her emotions, and talked about the grievances she felt in the past two and a half years.

"As soon as the punishment was announced, many of my partners turned their backs on me... Especially those at the banks. They used to beg me for loans, but after the incident, they actually reduced the loan to 100 billion yen for a building that could have been mortgaged for 20 billion yen..."

"My father got some financing from the Red Snapper Group, but because of that, they targeted him..."

"They got my father addicted to drugs..."

"My father was a very proud person. He didn't want others to know that he was addicted to drugs, and he didn't know where to buy drugs. Every time the drug addiction attacked him, he would do nothing but ask for alms from the Red Snapper Group..."

"You must not take drugs, understand..."

"My father was once such a powerful businessman, but after taking drugs, he became a complete waste..."

"My father squandered a lot of our family fortune, and I was forced to accept a husband who married into my family. My brother's wife died to protect me from being defiled..."

"The Huacheng family will be destroyed by my father sooner or later, so, I..."

"Maybe it's a kind of relief..."

"They used the same method to treat their younger brother..."

"I'm almost at my limit..."

"If I wasn't worried about my little sister and Iori Iori, I really wanted to die with them..."

Amid the sound of the March rain, Huacheng Xingzi, who had been murmuring softly for a long time, finally fell into a deep sleep.

In the corner of her tightly closed eyes, hung a crystal clear teardrop, stubbornly hanging there for a long time, refusing to fall.

Iinuma Isao looked down at her sleeping form.

Her beautiful cheek almost touched his thigh, and the blue veins on her fair neck looked like some kind of beautiful lines.

"There's no need to go to the point of mutual destruction. After all, your niece is a beautiful girl with super powers..."

Iinuma Isao patted her fair cheek, then stood up and walked into the office bathroom.

I sat on the toilet and took out my cell phone, intending to call my mom, but when I was about to shit, I didn't want to talk to that shrew anymore.

He opened Line instead and searched using Angel's cell phone number, and sure enough, he found her account.

I sent a message requesting to be a friend and he was added quickly.

【Xun: Hello Angel! 】

[Iori: Why does your greeting smell like shit? ]

【Xun:? 】

[Xun: I’m bored sitting on the toilet, so I’m looking for you to kill time]

[Xun: Also, be careful if you have a sharp tongue, no one will want you! ]

[Iori: Don't worry about it! ]

[Xun: How is your plan going? 】

[Iori: I found a drug manufacturing den]

【Xun: Are you sure?】

[Iori: It is certain that it is theirs, but I cannot go inside to collect evidence]

【Xun: When will you take me to see it? 】

[Iori: It depends]

【Xun: I’m so anxious】

[Iori: Mr. Supporting Actor, please don't question the decision of the heroine! ]

【Xun:……】

Iinuma Isao exited the chat box, put his right fist against his chin, and sat on the toilet for a long time in the form of Thinker David.

He had a strange feeling.

Every time the angel saw him, apart from having fun, he would either stare at him with disgust, as if he was looking at his own useless son.

What a weird teenage mom!

Iinuma Isao felt more and more that something was wrong, so he quickly picked up his phone and called his shrewish mother.

"Hey?"

"Mom, I want to ask..."

"Why does your voice smell like shit?" my mother asked rather dissatisfiedly.

“…I’m on the toilet.”

"You are such a good bastard! Now that you have another woman to accompany you, you only think of your mother when you are sitting on the toilet, right? You are such a rebellious son! I should have pulled you out and flushed you away at the beginning--"

He held the phone away from his ear, and only took it back after the roar in the receiver gradually subsided.

"I met a not-so-normal girl!"

"Who?"

"Aunt Kyoko's niece, Hanashiro Iori!"

"This is normal."

"No, that's not normal at all. She will..."