Why does the good husband not forget the past of being bullied by the evil woman after marriage?

Arisu Mieko licked the dryness on her lips, her narrow eyes staring straight at Shimizu Hiroki's disappearing back.

Why does this sound a bit weird?

However, when she thought that the other person was praising her beloved husband, Erika became completely elated and couldn't think too much about it.

She took a step to the left, inadvertently blocking Mieko's view of Shimizu Hiroki, and asked with a smile.

"So, Ms. Arisu, is there something you want to talk to me about?"

Mieko regained her composure and turned her attention back to Erika.

"Well, it's a bit embarrassing to talk about this. Didn't I learn from you, Madam Qingshui, how to be feminine last time? But after I went back, I thought about it over and over again but still couldn't figure it out. So I thought of listening to Madam Qingshui's advice and starting with my dressing style, but I..."

"That's no problem. What's wrong?" Erika couldn't help but feel worried for Mieko.

"But I'm really not confident in my own aesthetic taste, and I'm also afraid that others will talk about me behind my back. After all, I've always been the kind of woman who can't be favored by men..."

The woman, who was dressed in a complete set of sportswear from head to toe and looked rustic, bit her lips timidly. The inferiority and timidity revealed in the depths of her eyes did not seem fake, and immediately deeply touched the kind-hearted Erika.

"How could this be!? I clearly said that Ms. Arisu's appearance and figure are very much like a mature woman. This is a talent that many people envy. It just takes courage to show it boldly."

Erika held Mieko's trembling arm, and the gentle wife who couldn't help but feel sympathetic immediately made a decision. It seemed that she had to start her [Beautiful Girl Transformation Plan] to save this poor woman who longed for sweet love but was always denying herself!

"Then I will accompany Ms. Arisu to the mall for shopping!"

"Really?" the woman asked immediately, "What about Mr. Shimizu?"

Erika, who was so high-pitched and passionate one second, seemed a little subdued the next.

After all, this was a rare holiday that Yuki-kun finally had the chance to spend the whole day with her, and Erika was reluctant to waste even a minute of it. But on the other side was Arisu-san, who had a good character and personality, even though they had only known each other for a short time, and was also deeply troubled...

Until Mieko suddenly asked casually.

"Will Mr. Shimizu go with us?"

As if something had suddenly dawned on her, Erika's eyes lit up, as if she had found a good way to accompany her beloved husband and help Miss Arisu at the same time.

Although she knew that Shimizu Hiroki was a very patient person and that accompanying him shopping was a piece of cake and he would definitely not refuse her request, Erika still did not say anything final.

After thinking about it, she moved aside, making a path for people to pass, and took out slippers from the shoe cabinet and handed them to Mieko. Her service attitude was very thoughtful and she was completely unaware that she was inviting a wolf into the house.

"I'll go ask Yuki-kun right now. Ms. Arisu should come in and sit down first."

136. The hatred in Mieko’s eyes

"Yuuki-kun? Hey...what are you doing?"

Hugging her husband who was working hard in the kitchen from behind, Erika smiled foolishly, her voice was sweet and cute, and she pestered Shimizu Hiroki for a hug.

When Shimizu Hiroki heard Erika asking this question even though he knew the answer, his heart sank.

Most likely, there was something that needed his consent but it was difficult to start, and the reason behind this was obviously because his kind-hearted wife was bewitched by that woman Mieko!

He felt extremely upset, but helpless for the moment. He couldn't just break up with Erika's new friend in front of her.

"Stop it, your hands are covered in oil, it will be uncomfortable if it gets on your body!"

"I don't dislike Yuuki-kun."

Taking a deep breath, Shimizu Yuuki simply got straight to the point and asked, "Erika, do you have anything to tell me?"

"Well, now that Yuuki-kun mentioned that, there is indeed a small matter."

Erika blinked her bright and pure eyes, pouted her lips slightly, and acted like a spoiled child without any reason at all. Seeing this, Shimizu Yuuki was filled with anger and evil fire. He wished he could really carry his wife to the bed right then and there, make her dirty, and listen to her begging for mercy...

Until an extremely disgusting voice came from the living room, which immediately put out Shimizu Yuki's anger. He just clenched his fists with bulging veins.

"Mrs. Qingshui, how is it? If it's too much trouble, I won't bother you for now, okay?"

"No trouble, no trouble, Ms. Arisu, please sit for a while. There is hot tea on the coffee table..."

Erika didn't have time to go out to greet Mieko who had already entered the house, so she turned around and shouted a few times into the living room, then turned back to look at her husband who had a confused look in his eyes, and patiently explained the whole story.

"Anyway, Ms. Arisu is really pitiful. As a woman myself, I can really empathize with how it feels to be ignored because you are unattractive and insignificant.

I've also told Yuuki-kun about this, the situation I went through when I was in high school... was almost exactly the same as what Arisu-san is going through now."

These words were truly from Erika's heart. Although she had always been sentimental and empathetic, the reason she was so eager to help was closely related to the fact that she saw her former self in Mieko.

Erika hugged her husband's strong arms and rocked him gently, thinking that she could get away with it by just acting coquettishly like usual.

"But I can't bear to leave Yuki-kun, and I don't want you to be bored at home alone..."

After saying that, she raised her head and looked at Shimizu Hiroki's face which was bathed in the sun but looked particularly gloomy. It was just a brief illusion, and the next second, the corners of her mouth which had been drooping were curved into a handsome and beautiful arc.

Shimizu Yuki's hands were covered in oil, so he rubbed his wife's head with his chin, not as painful as he promised, "Why do I feel a little itchy on my face? If anyone is willing to help me..."

"I'll do it! I'll do it! Yuuki-kun, squat down a little bit!"

Seeing that there was a chance, Erika was overjoyed. She raised her fair and slender neck, jumped up on tiptoe, and kissed Shimizu Yuuki on the cheek.

"Okay, let's make a deal, Yuuki-kun, don't cheat."

"Why do you feel like Erika is taking advantage of your soft-hearted husband?"

Shimizu Hiroki pretended that he had just reacted and was about to grab Erika to teach her a lesson. The woman was so frightened that her face turned pale and she covered her mouth and screamed.

The noise was quite loud. Even though the kitchen door was closed in advance and the faucet was turned to the maximum, the woman with sharp ears sitting in the living room still heard it roughly.

The hands holding the hot tea were shaking, but the scalding hot water was still flowing through the fingers, wetting the fingertips and scalding the snow-white skin until it turned red as if blood was oozing out.

Just now, when she was standing outside the door, she heard the two people playing and laughing affectionately, and then she was sure that there was someone at home. She knocked on the door repeatedly and persistently, wanting the harsh and disgusting noise to stop.

And all this should have belonged to her, or rather, it was the promise that the beautiful boy who looked honest and gentle had promised to her.

Mieko knew very well that she looked just like a resentful woman who had been ruthlessly abandoned by someone when he got tired of her. She was as ugly as she could be, not to mention that in order to get close to this family, she had to dress up ugly to win the sympathy of that stupid woman!

She lowered her face, which was distorted and filled with anger, but her narrow and attractive eyes could not help but reveal deep resentment.

"Ms. Arisu? Why do you look so unhappy? Is it because the snacks are not tasty, or the tea is not good?"

Erika, who had just escaped from the clutches of the devil in the kitchen, tidied up her messy hair and open collar, and then she entertained their new guest with the dignity and composure that a hostess should have.

"How could that be? I'm just a little worried..."

Mieko's expression changed very quickly. She raised her head and smiled somewhat forcedly, then turned her gaze to the kitchen where Shimizu Hiroki was.

"Did I really not disturb your and Mr. Shimizu's day off?"

"No, besides, our family really needs a big shopping spree. It's just right to buy some suitable clothes for my husband, and also his underwear and other things need to be replaced..."

"Oh my, why am I telling this to Ms. Arisu!"

"This is really a bit confusing. I'm sorry."

It seemed that she had said something that she shouldn't have said, so Erika quickly stopped talking and looked down at her loose and casual pajamas.

"It's okay. After all, Madam Qingshui is already married. It's normal for her to always miss her husband at home. You've been married for three years, right?"

"Haha, Ms. Arisu is really good at talking." Erika smiled happily, "Then please wait a moment, I need to go in and change my clothes."

After saying that, she seemed a little uneasy again. She looked at Mieko who was sitting stiffly on the sofa, then turned her head and saw Shimizu Hiroki who had finished washing the dishes and was about to come out of the kitchen.

Her pretty, thin eyebrows couldn't help but twist together. Even someone as pure-minded as Erika always felt that something was not right. In short... she just couldn't feel at ease.

"By the way, my husband is not very talkative. If Miss Arisu feels awkward being alone with him, she can go back home and wait."

Mieko immediately understood what was going on in his words. He seemed to be considering her from a gentle and considerate perspective, but in fact he quietly and politely ordered her to leave.

Are you so worried about your so-called loyal husband?

She really underestimated this seemingly stupid woman in front of her.

Mieko didn't want to alert the enemy at the beginning. Given her disguised personality, it would be strange if she insisted on staying.

"Mrs. Qingshui is right. I'll go back and wait."

She picked up the teacup and drank the last sip of hot tea. She felt that the sweet and delicious black tea brewed by the hostess of this house was like a poison that would break one's stomach and make it difficult to swallow.

"Okay, see you later."

Erika didn't breathe a sigh of relief until Mieko left, but she also felt regretful for having invited her in without thinking.

But there's no point in thinking about it now, so I hope Ms. Arisu doesn't take it to heart.

"Yuuki-kun, I'm going back to my bedroom to get dressed..."

After giving the instructions, Erika entered the bedroom and closed the door.

Hiroki Shimizu, who came out of the kitchen, was a little surprised to see the empty living room, but the empty cup of tea on the coffee table was still steaming, which seemed to indicate that he had just left.

I didn't expect that his stupid and beautiful wife could be reliable sometimes, Shimizu Hiroki sighed.

Without having to see that crazy woman who was so cruel and had no purpose, Shimizu Hiroki was in a good mood. He lay on the sofa and turned on the TV again. The animal world program was playing on the TV.

At this moment, the mobile phone he casually placed on the coffee table suddenly lit up. He lowered his eyes and glanced over, and it was a message from that woman, Mieko!

"Open the door quickly! Now, immediately, right away!"

137. The hunt begins! Will Shimizu-san behave well from now on?

"Don't go too far! If Erika accidentally notices something bad and gets stimulated, I will definitely not let you go!"

Hiroki Shimizu looked at the message that had long been marked as read. Instead of warning the woman outside the door, the knocking sound from the entrance became more and more unscrupulous.

It seemed that if Shimizu Hiroki continued to pretend to be dead and refused to open the door, the other party would rush in and tear all this seemingly happy and harmonious beauty to pieces.

Whether it was out of consideration for his beloved family or Erika's health, which had finally seen hope and was gradually improving, he couldn't give up either of them.

Erika was dressing up in the bedroom, and it would take at least a while, which should be enough for him to chase away the nagging woman outside the door.

After weighing the pros and cons, Hiroki Shimizu stood up and walked towards the door. He had to bear the consequences of his greed alone.

He opened the door and looked out for a few times, but there was no sign of the woman.

As soon as Shimizu Hiroki walked out of the house completely, he was immediately attacked by Mieko who was hiding behind the door. She rushed into the man's arms regardless of anything and started to touch him all over, like a female ghost who had become violent and hungry because she had not absorbed male essence for too long.

However, there was still a difference in body size, and Shimizu Hiroki quickly gained the upper hand, pinching Mieko's chin and pushing her shoulders away.

She staggered for a long distance, and if Mieko hadn't been quick enough to hold onto the walls on both sides, she would have fallen to the ground.

She slowly stood up, and organized her messy hair in an orderly manner. There was even a beautiful smile on the corner of her lips, but with her extremely resentful and narrow eyes, she looked like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, which made people shudder and send chills down their spines.

"Is this how the male owner of the Qingshui family treats guests? If Mrs. Qingshui saw you treating her new friend like this, I'm afraid her heart would be broken, right?"

"Stop pretending here. You're just taking advantage of Erika's kindness to deceive her!"

"Haha, what's the difference between you and me? Why don't you tell me when you plan to let Madam Qingshui know about your past that should not be exposed to the public?"

Mieko completely ignored Shimizu Hiroki's warning. She walked forward step by step, reached out and held Shimizu Hiroki's cheek, and gently stroked the man's trembling pale lips with her fingertips. This time she did not get any resistance.

"As hush money, you promised me that you would serve me well and satisfy me, but from last month till now you haven't even called me once. Is this your attitude towards service?"

"What? You think you can get rid of me by teaming up with that arrogant woman Mina Sakai? And you want to drive me out of Tokyo quietly? Do you really think I know nothing?"

"You should have watched the TV show, right? Yes, I have now returned to my position as the shrine's saint. It seems that since I met Shimizu-san, my luck has started to improve."

Shimizu Hiroki glared at Mieko, "Now that you've gotten what you wanted, shouldn't you stop?"

"Haha, Qingshui, you're thinking too simply, aren't you? I don't care about the position of the Saint any more. On the contrary, it was because of it that I was restrained and brainwashed for so many years! That's why I was so naive to believe your lies, Qingshui!"

"Everything I have now is the life I really want. I must make up for everything I lost back then..."

The smile on Mieko's face became more and more paranoid and crazy. She grabbed Shimizu Hiroki's hand and put it on her cheek, feeling his body temperature and the scent of his flesh. The corners of her deep eyes gradually lengthened, and she looked at him seductively and charmingly.

Yuuki Shimizu got goosebumps all over his body when he was looked at, and turned his eyes away in disgust.

"Out of kindness, I would like to advise Shimizu-san that your secret collusion with Mina Sakai to deal with me can be written off for now. I will not hold it against you, but if you dare to do it again next time..."

The smile on Mieko's face suddenly fell, and she forcibly twisted Shimizu Hiroki's chin and warned him viciously.

"Unlike that woman named Mina Sakai, who has no evidence at all, Shimizu-san has a lot of leverage in my hands. You can bet whether your wife at home can still recognize what her husband looked like seven years ago.

By the way... even from last month, I still have some left here, edited, unedited, cavalry, infantry... all of them! It just depends on which one Madam Qingshui prefers, right?"

Although I have been disgusted more than once by women's ugly habit of taking videos and photos so that they can reminisce about the events later, I didn't expect that they would still have the same habit after seven years.

In the future, there will be more and more photos and videos like this, to the point where they pile up like a mountain, like ironclad evidence that will completely crush him, as if he has fallen into an endless cycle of reincarnation.

There was no time left for Shimizu Hiroki to feel sad. As a teacher, Mieko had to seize every minute and every second to find opportunities to teach her student Shimizu important points of knowledge.

However, no matter how excited and expectant one is, it will be greatly reduced when one sees that the beautiful boy has no intention of cooperating and does not listen seriously.

"What's your attitude, Shimizu-san? Who are you showing off to? Do you think I'm as easy to talk to and fool as Mina Sakai?"