Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

Although she is no longer a virgin, she still plans to leave her first child to her husband.

"Ah, really? What a pity, Ellie....Oh no, Saki-chan."

Hachiman said angrily that the Tokyo special episode of "Temptation to Go Home" could not be performed.

Kawasaki Ellie rolled her eyes at him.

When she returned to the hospital, Shahi found that she was calmer than she thought. Then she thought of the teasing in the car just now, which had inadvertently relieved many of her emotions. She looked at the young man with some gratitude.

"What are you looking at? You are destined to be unable to defeat me in terms of beauty."

Gently play with your hair.RMVB

Shaxi held back her laughter, feeling a little uncomfortable: "I told you not to make me laugh."

Annoying guy.

I feel ashamed for feeling at ease when my younger brother is lying in the hospital and my parents are worried.

"Don't worry, as long as it's a problem that can be solved with money, it's not a problem."

Damn, I feel so good, this guy is so cool in pretending to be a thief.

Young entrepreneurs whose TikTok revenue has hit rock bottom are somewhat excited.

But when they arrived at the ward, they found that Shahi's parents were in conflict with others.

"You two are idiots..." a strong voice shouted at Shahi's parents.

Hachiman knocked heavily on the door and said in a lazy voice, "Uncle Ansheng, you are already very old. If you keep having such a bad temper, be careful not to die from high blood pressure. I will eat your daughter at your funeral."

"My daughter is only 8 years old, you beast." Doctor Ansheng, known as the Little Underworld Soul Chaser, spoke in the voice of a good father.

Sayuri gave a thumbs up.

"Dad, Mom, what happened?" Shahi asked anxiously.

"This... this barefoot doctor who came from nowhere said he would discharge Dazhi and send him back to Chiba for treatment."

Then, Saki's father, Mamoru Kawasaki, looked at the young man next to her.

Since there was a press conference today, Hachiman was dressed very respectably, like a rich second-generation.

"Shahi, could it be that you..."

My daughter has always insisted that she doesn't have a boyfriend, but suddenly a young man who seems to be very rich appears. In addition, the young man seems to know the barefoot doctor, which immediately leads to many bad associations.

For example, selling yourself to a rich second generation for money.

Shaxi's eyes avoided her, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

In essence, isn't this what it is?

Because the target is Hachiman, she is willing to sell herself in exchange for Daishi's health.

Rather, deep down, I feel somewhat fortunate?

After the sudden change overnight, she had given up a lot of her reserve and sense of morality.

"You..." Kawasaki Masaru was furious, angry and sad about his daughter's "unsatisfactory" behavior.

Hachiman looked at Saki's father with some coldness, but he didn't scold him. Just his little mouth smeared with honey could make the old man die from a burst blood vessel on the spot.

He was happy, but what about Shahi's relationship with his family?

Shahi wouldn't blame him, but the conflict with her family became more acute.

If you really care about someone, you cannot act on your own will.

"I called the doctor, and Hachiman-kun is my secretary. Do you have any questions?"

Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open, and the person who came in spoke with an unquestionable tone of superiority.

"You...you...you are Mrs. Yukinoshita?"

Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki, wearing a crimson kimono with furisode, pushed the door open and walked in slowly. Kawasaki was looking at her in disbelief, his voice trembling a little, and his attitude and tone were very respectful.

Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki said calmly, "I remember you, Kawasaki-kun. I met you at the homeowners club reception two or three years ago. Your screws are well made, and Iwai admired them very much."

Kawasaki family is a manual workshop that makes screws. The screws they make are supplied to Iwai Yasuzo, a building materials supplier in Chiba. Iwai Yasuzo is the building materials supplier of the Yukinoshita family. In other words, Kawasaki is a downstream supplier of the Yukinoshita family.

After the rebellion, Hachiman asked Qingxue to actively expand the supplier channels in other counties and optimize the supplier structure. Now the orders from the Yukinoshita family to the Chiba suppliers have been reduced by 70%, but the Yukinoshita family has also been actively expanding in the past two years, which can barely allow them to make a living.

So strictly speaking, the Kawasaki family depends entirely on the Yukinoshita family for food.

This downstream supplier originally did not even have the qualifications to attend the cocktail party of the Manufacturing Owners Club, but Iwai and Kawasaki had some friendship, so he took him to see the world, and it was also at that time that he met the lady of the unattainable Yukinoshita family. Whenever he came back and drank, he would brag about how elegant and refined the lady was.

There is such a huge gap between the class of landlords, capitalists and common people.

In ancient times, Kawasaki wouldn't even be qualified to be a retainer of the Yukinoshita family.

When he saw me at this moment, he immediately became a quail.

"Ms. Kawasaki is an important figure in my Yukinoshita family's expansion into Tokyo and the expansion of the entertainment business. I suddenly heard that something happened to Miss Kawasaki's relatives, so I asked the doctor to send Miss Kawasaki's brother to a hospital familiar to the Yukinoshita family for treatment. Of course, there is no need to worry about the medical expenses. This is the reward that Miss Kawasaki deserves for serving the Yukinoshita family."

Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki spoke in a businesslike tone, but with a heavy sense of authority and aura.

"Saki...is she an employee of the Yukinoshita family?" Kawasaki Masaru's three views seemed to have changed completely.

Being a supermodel was a low-class profession for him, but if he was an employee of the prestigious Yukinoshita family, the situation would be different, and it would also be a matter of honor among the neighbors.

Life is all about the things on your face and between your crotch.

"Yes, Miss Kawasaki was commissioned by me five years ago to explore Tokyo. I fully appreciate her efforts over the past five years, but I also heard a lot of other things."

Suddenly, Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki gave a stern look, which made Kawasaki Masashi tremble uncontrollably.

"Kawasaki-kun, you are so majestic..."

Next, Qingxue, as the head of the family, scolded Kawasaki so harshly that the old man couldn't even straighten his back. He couldn't even say sorry and cold sweat broke out.

When Shahi saw his father being scolded, all the grievances and resentment he had suffered in the past five years gradually melted away like spring snow.

She knew that if it wasn't for Hachiman's face, a person like Mrs. Yukinoshita would not care about her life or death, and she would even make up such a big story to cover up her lie and ease the conflict between her and her parents.

When she looked at Hachiman with emotion, she saw Hachiman sticking out his tongue slightly.

[I will definitely lick your eyeballs. ]

Shahi's face was immediately blamed, what an idiot.

Chapter 4: A Match Made in Heaven

The parking lot outside Shinjuku Elizabeth Hospital, although not crowded, is very eye-catching at this moment.

A charming woman whose age is hard to guess is leaning against a BMW, carrying a valuable Coach bag, and fiddling with her mobile phone with bright nails dyed with marigolds as if bored. Her delicate face with white fur reveals her indifference. Such a beautiful woman is most likely to make an insecure man feel inferior.

This is what is meant by beautiful women and luxury cars.

She wore a pair of washed sky blue jeans on her lower body, which tightly outlined her attractive hip line and straight and plump legs. Although she only wore a white short-sleeved shirt on her upper body, the words printed on the T-shirt were too vivid, and they made passers-by unable to walk.

[I am a mistress and I am proud]

Not long after, a meticulously dressed man finally walked up to test the beauty's quality.

"May I have a call?" The man's voice was gentle and amiable. This mature woman struck a chord with him at first sight, even though he was a discerning man.

Romantic but not gaudy.

"Are you married?" The woman raised her head and said lightly, her long hair gently fluttering, shining like water in the sunlight.

"No." The man shook his head sincerely.

"Is your annual income 50 million?" the woman asked again, in a very mean and snobbish manner.

“Yes, more than that.” The man smiled and nodded, revealing the restrained confidence of the elite class naturally.

The woman slightly pulled the corners of her mouth, as if she was smiling, but also as if she was saying something else.

While the man was still pondering, another person came over. He was an extremely young man.

"Beauty, do you want a date?" the young man asked in a rude tone.

The mature man frowned slightly.

"Are you married?" The woman asked the same question, but her tone was a little more playful.

"I'm married, and I have other girlfriends." The young man said with a hearty smile.

"Is your annual income 50 million?" the woman asked again, but her tone was more lively than before.

"How can that be possible? For those of us who farm in the countryside, we should thank God for making 500,000 yuan a month."

The country youths shouted in a vulgar dialect.

The mature man was a little impatient. After all, for the Japanese, everything except Tokyo is the countryside.

But then, the bright and beautiful woman's performance almost shattered his three views.

"Then what are you waiting for? Get in the car."

The cold and beautiful woman said to the vulgar young man with disdain.

"Okay, beautiful lady, you have good taste in beating me."

The young man, who was about to drool, sat in the BMW smoothly, sitting on the passenger seat.

The mature man's face immediately turned red, and the mean and cold beauty added fuel to the fire.

"It takes a lot of strength to till the fields, and your little body can't handle it."

Looking at the woman's charming figure and alluring charm, the man's eyes were almost burning with jealousy.

However, the conversation that followed almost caused the actuary to die on the spot.

"Beauty, who is that man? He looks very rich."

"I don't know him. I've even written on my T-shirt that I'm going to be a mistress, but he's not even married, so he's probably a jerk."

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She had just posed as a dignified and majestic lady from a noble family in front of the old craftsman in Chiba, but the next moment she turned around and became a cool, elegant and fashionable beauty.

Yukinoshita Haruno's erratic personality might be inherited from her mother.

The Kawasaki family followed Dr. Ansheng to transfer Daishi to Chiba for treatment. Naturally, Saki couldn't leave her brother behind, so she left as well.

Wearing a very obscene T-shirt, Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki glanced at Hachiman with disdain, and fiddled with the steering wheel with her slender balsam fingernails: "When that first love left just now, she looked like an abandoned puppy, and then turned around to have a tryst with another woman. You are so despicable, Mr. Congressman."

Once she left Chiba and was freed from the shackles and halo of her identity, in Tokyo where no one knew her, Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki's temperament quickly became oxygenated (yang), she became more sharp-tongued and more fond of gourmet food.

Hachiman opened his eyes wide and thought, weren't you the one having the most fun just now?

"How can a date with 'Mother' be considered a sham?"

"Who is your mom? Who is your mom? I told you not to call me mom, you bastard. You actually asked your mother-in-law to clean up your first love's housework. How the hell is your brain working? You're showing off to me. My head hurts."

So, once she left Chiba, Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki's mouth was like a cannon, as if she wanted to burst out all the words she had been holding back.

"Then what do you want to do?" Hachiman said helplessly. All the women under Yukinoshita are proficient in the 985CH skill.

Qingxue immediately parked the car on the side of the road and pointed her finger at her heart.

"You mean your chest hurts, and you want me to punch you in the chest with my little fist? That's not fair, you have built-in shock absorbers."

Very strong shock absorber.

Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki pursed her lips. She wanted to scratch her stubborn son-in-law's face with her nails, but she had to endure it for the sake of the bigger picture.

"I mean this T-shirt! I spent a long time picking it out~"

"This is a cultural shirt, it's uncultured, it's a shirt that's immoral!"

Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki glared at him hatefully and pulled out a pure black shirt from the back row, which was a perfect match for the couple with the white one she was wearing.

She showed a cunning look like a little fox: "Put it on, I've been preparing it for a long time, but I never find a chance to put it on in Chiba. I'll forgive you if you accompany me shopping today."

Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki looked at Hachiman, as if she was worried that he would bargain, and said softly, "I'm already very generous, wear it."

The young man shuddered suddenly, NND, she almost made him feel horny.

But looking at the print on the black shirt... I really regretted teaching this stupid girl how to shop online.

You said that you, the richest woman in Chiba, always buy some weird and cheap things on Haitao. Is this really reasonable?

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The famous flea market [Fusoudo] on the south side of Shinjuku Station is still crowded today. Here, there are strange accessories smuggled from overseas, many second-hand books, and antiques of unknown origin and authenticity. Many people come here to shop online in their spare time. After yesterday's heavy rain, the sun is now even brighter.