Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

This taste was so beautiful in her memory that it brought back tears.

"You have a good relationship with your mother?" But she heard from Olivia that Kasumi Shiko was abandoned by her mother when she was a child.

"No, that's the worst. Even now we only call each other once or twice a year." Xia Shizi said coldly.

"If that's the case, why are you crying?" Hachiman asked in confusion.

"When I was a child, I remember it was an autumn afternoon with cicadas chirping outside. My mother seemed to be in a good mood that day and she cooked omelettes for me for the first time. Usually the maids cooked for me."

That was the only time in Shiyu's memory that her mother, who loved books more than her daughter, cooked for her and sat next to her asking her if the food was delicious.

Just like an ordinary mother and daughter.

Hachiman silently helped her put the bandage back on. He had no intention of interfering in other people's family affairs.

"Although I would like to tell you a tragic story about my parents, my family is very ordinary. There is nothing special about me except that my parents dote on my younger sister too much and left me alone."

He wasn't shameless enough to say his parents didn't love him just to get the girl to empathize with him.

Although his methods were a bit strange, there is no doubt that he grew up under the love of his parents.

"That's great." What she was pursuing was just an ordinary family like this.

"It's pretty good."

Hachiman nodded, took the dishes to the kitchen and washed them, then went to the bathroom himself. After a tiring day, Kasumi Shiko was already drowsy.

Seeing this, he moved the girl to the single bed, but she smiled charmingly, "You don't want to sleep with me tonight, do you?"

"I have a fiancée, thank you." Hachiman said righteously.

"Not your girlfriend?"

"I have both a fiancée and a girlfriend, thank you." He said sincerely, but was kicked twice.

"Don't touch me, you scumbag." Shiyu said angrily.

"I'll sleep on the sofa tonight." Hachiman slapped her feet hard, making a crisp sound and feeling quite good.

The lights were turned off, and the silver moon hanging in the sky shone into the room. Hachiman sat on the sofa and looked at the girl without saying a word.

This made Shiyu, who had always been admired, feel uncomfortable. She felt a little frustrated, but also felt a sense of relief.

"Hey, Hikigaya."

"What's wrong."

"What do you think, if both parties don't love each other, why should they give birth to a child? Don't you think this is cruel to the child?"

"Your Excellency also has various difficulties. For example, you were probably born into a wealthy family. Your parents did not love each other but got married for the sake of marriage. But even so, for a large family, the continuation of the bloodline of future generations is necessary."

Hachiman said with a hint of indifference that, in fact, compared to the path that Xue's father had chosen for his daughter, marrying someone she didn't like was far too happy.

"Is my birth just the result of an exchange of interests between the two parties?"

She said angrily that this was the obsession she could not let go of.

"For the inheritance of the entire family, your personal opinion is not important."

"Can't you just follow my lead and say something bad about my parents? Why are you so annoying?"

Shiyu couldn't help but said angrily, am I saying this just for you to give me advice?

Kill yourself, bastard.

He couldn't help laughing, and said in solidarity, "Yes, yes, your parents are really abominable. If I have the chance, I will definitely teach them a lesson myself and vent my anger for Miss Xia Shizi."

"That's more like it, but my father is dead, and you can still teach my mother a lesson. You are such a good fighter, you must beat her until she calls you mom."

As she spoke, she became excited again.

"Generally speaking, I don't hit women."

"Unless you pay more?" After getting used to it, she understood the rhythm of this guy's conversation.

Hachiman slapped his thigh and said, "You understand me."

"Okay, then I want you to hold her down and let me spank her." Xia Shizi showed a weird smile. She felt a sense of pleasure in her heart when she thought of the woman who had been held up high being pressed down and spanked by her.

Hachiman looked at her for a long time: "There's something wrong with you."

"Never mind your shit, come here."

"what."

"Hold my hand. I can't sleep in a strange bed."

"........"

"Five thousand pounds, payable in cash."

"Hikigaya Hachiman, a professional tool man, is at your service."

Hachiman quickly came over and held her delicate white fingers tightly.

"Killer, huh." She made a disdainful sound.

Killer is a setting you imposed on me, okay, he couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"You've never been to an amusement park, have you?" Hachiman asked with a smile.

"How do you know?" Shiyu asked in surprise.

Generally speaking, the more children whose parents are absent desire these places deep down, the more they will avoid them.

"Xia Shizi, go to sleep obediently. Daddy will take you to the amusement park tomorrow."

With a bang, the pillow was thrown at his face. The blind hit was quite accurate.

He didn't plan to delay any longer. After getting rid of the Spencer's bodyguards tomorrow, he would go to see Sayuri and then send Kasumi Shiko back.

Chapter 14: Dumplings are delicious

Charing Cross Road in the Westminster district where Buckingham Palace is located is in the center of London. In addition to the famous Channing House Public Library, there is also an old mansion handed down from the Edwardian period. After the baptism of time and war, it still stands here firmly. The carvings of twelve angels on the outer wall are not as solemn as those in the Victorian period, but appear softer. The white wooden porch and stone relief balcony have been repaired and still look magnificent.

The owner of Wellington House seems very mysterious to outsiders, but those who are interested will find out that there is no hiding at all. She is Dorothy Windsor, the daughter of the former queen and the aunt of the current king.

The mansion, which had been deserted and only had the housekeeper and servants, has recently become more popular. It is said that the Princess Royal, who had always been alone, finally decided to get married, and Wellington Mansion is where the wedding will be held and the couple's new home.

After the rain, on a cool autumn night, the temperature dropped sharply to single digits, and a rugged Land Rover stopped in front of the towering mansion.

The person who got out of the car was a blond, blue-eyed, well-dressed young nobleman, but his handsome face could not hide the hostility in his eyes.

If Hachiman were here, he would definitely recognize that the driver next to him was the captain of the mercenary team that had been chasing him, a burly middle-aged man named Vincent Jack.

The blond young man walked to the door of the mansion but was stopped by the guard: "No one can enter without the order of Her Highness Dorothy."

"Get out of here! Are you blind?" The young man snorted coldly and slapped the guard's hand away.

The two guards finally saw who was coming. While they were hesitating, the blond young man had already gone in. The two guards shrugged their shoulders, looking very helpless.

Walking along the corridor of the mansion, the stone buildings had a somewhat gloomy atmosphere. The paintings of historical figures on the walls seemed to blink at any time. From somewhere in the room came the faint sound of a cat's meow.

Instead of being timid, the blond young man followed the sound of the cat's meowing and walked to a room.

"You wait here, and notify me when someone arrives," he instructed Vincent.

"I understand, Master."

The blond young man hummed and pushed the door open, then saw a pair of eyes shining brightly in the darkness looking at him.

Although there was no light in the room, the rows of arched windows connected to the atrium shone bright moonlight into the room. The silver light as white as a veil covered the entire room, casting a long shadow of a woman. On the woman's knees sat a gray Siamese cat, its eyes like pearls in the night.

What is even more surprising is that the woman was imprisoned in a huge steel cage that is two meters high.

The three words "bird in a cage" come to mind. It is really the best way to humiliate people.

But the woman sitting on the ground with her body bent remained calm, showing a sense of not being happy or sad because of things.

"Good evening, sister-in-law. I'm sorry that I didn't have time to visit you since you've been back to Ying Country for so long."

The blond young man looked at the petite Asian-looking woman with a slightly obsessed look.

The person imprisoned in the huge cage is Sayuri Sawamura, whom Hachiman has been looking for.

"Laton...Do Dorothy and John know that you came here secretly?" She gently stroked the wild Siamese cat that sneaked in through the narrow crack in the window.

The blond young man pulled the corner of his mouth, narrowed his eyes and said: "My cousin and His Highness have been busy enjoying the flowers and the moonlight lately, talking about their feelings that have been delayed for many years. I won't bother them with some trivial matters."

The blond young man's name is Laton Spencer. There were two brothers in the previous generation of the Spencer family. The eldest brother, Holden, was the head of the family and had two sons. The eldest son was involved in a treason and died. The second son was John, the father of Eriri. John's uncle had a son in his middle age, who was Laton in front of him, and was also the only two remaining males in this generation of the Spencer family.

To his regret, Sayuri didn't react.

"It's a waste of your cousin saying so many good things for you in front of your uncle. But it's true that your little lover has come all the way from Neon to chase you here."

Sayuri's gentle stroking motion slowly stopped.

Laton grinned and pressed his hands on the iron cage, making a loud "bang" sound. The originally timid gray Siamese cat was scared and broke free from Sayuri's hands and jumped aside to be alert.

"What? It turns out to be a mongrel little beast." Seeing the Siamese cat's fur color, Laton said disdainfully, then turned his head and continued to look at Sayuri, his eyes sizing up her body wantonly.

"I went to see my uncle before I came here just now. I asked him for something and he agreed."

Before he could say anything, Sayuri raised her head gently and said softly, "Leave me to you?"

There was a flash of surprise in Laton's eyes, and then he laughed: "Yes, I told Uncle Horton that I would not compete with John, that hypocritical guy, for the position of head of the family, but the condition is that I want you, sister-in-law."

Sayuri looked at the handsome young man in front of her. When she met him a few years ago, there was something wrong with the way he looked at her, like a little wolf cub.

"Do you know why you can't compare to John? Even John gave up everything to go to Japan for so many years, but one day he 'woke up' and was accepted by your circle again, just like your father."

"If Uncle Horton hadn't been the head of the family, if he hadn't been born a few years earlier, if Dorothy hadn't favored him..."

Laton suddenly found several reasons that had been brewing in his mind for a long time.

"Because you have no brains, Laton." Sayuri said with a chuckle.

The blond young man's face suddenly darkened.

"You don't dare to fight, because you know in your heart that even if you fight, you can't win against John, so you can only make excuses for yourself and find a soothing outlet, such as coveting me as your sister-in-law."

Although she was in a cage, Sayuri's sharp words were as sharp as a sword without any rust.

"You are so secretly resentful about the fact that your father, like John, left home with a 'bitch' and lost his position as the head of the family."

Perhaps it was a mysterious tradition that the men of the Spencer family seemed to be easily attracted to commoner women when they were young and then left home because of them.

This was the case with Eriri's father John and Laton's father, and they both made the same choice and eventually returned to the Spencer family.

Laton was the son of his father who remarried after returning to the Spencer family. Therefore, although they were cousins, there was a big age difference between them.

And Laton's mother has been instilling in the blond young man's ears since he was a child: If your father had not left with a bitch, everything in the Spencer family would belong to your father now and would be yours in the future.

Therefore, Sayuri knew very well that the reason he coveted her was not because of love or eating dumplings, but to vent his feelings for the image in his mind.

If you fall into his hands, you can imagine what will happen to you.

The next moment, Sayuri heard the sound of a zipper being pulled down.

Laton's face showed a ferocious smugness: "I didn't have time when I drove here just now, and I endured it for a long time. Why don't we practice in advance, sister-in-law?"

Sayuri looked at the blond young man with pity, but the fierceness in his eyes made him even more terrifying.

"That's enough, Master Laton. Your Highness will never allow such a shameless thing to happen in the mansion."

From another door in the room, the middle-aged and meticulous housekeeper walked in.

"Steve, you old man." Laton snorted coldly and zipped up his pants. Seeing Sayuri's pretty face, his desire was already aroused.

He suddenly took out a pistol, and Butler Steve opened his eyes suddenly, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

With a bang, Sayuri did not fall in a pool of blood, but let out a loud cat cry.

"An eyesore, little bastard."

Sayuri's eyes wavered slightly, and then dimmed, like a lily that would wither at any moment.

"I will catch your adulterer myself and fuck you right in his face."

Then, Laton left with a big laugh, and in the corridor, he happened to meet his nominal new sister-in-law, Her Royal Highness the Princess.

A trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes: "Don't think I don't know that my elder brother participated in the rebellion. You instigated it behind the scenes."

Seeing that Princess Dorothy did not respond, he snorted coldly and left the mansion, taking Vincent with him in the Land Rover.

"Have you found out the location of that rat?"

"We have already checked it out, but he is very cunning and has already left the hotel. Our people are following him."