Spy Wars: I Can See What's In Your Heart

"I said, maybe he really loves you, but compared to his future, you are nothing." Chen Yongren said calmly.

"He can be so cruel to me, his own brother, so it's no surprise that he is using you as a bargaining chip now."

He was so tough when he spoke with his pants pulled up.

"No, he won't. Takahiro will definitely protect me. He just... just..." Genda Kirike wanted to find an excuse for himself, but didn't know how to explain.

"She just treats you as a dispensable tool." Chen Yongren squatted beside Genda Kirike, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and tenderly pulled up her kimono that had slipped off.

Just as Genda Kirike was sighing that the man who acted like a beast before actually had such a gentle side, Genda Kirike heard Chen Yongren say.

"If we meet at night, remember to wear the kimono you wore when you got married."

"I still remember the way Xiaogui looked in her wedding dress."

This is Chen Yongren’s real purpose.

Genda Kirike shuddered, turned his head and glared at Chen Yongren resentfully, then said nothing and simply tidied himself up.

In the end, I was like a walking corpse, with no idea how I was going to get home.

inside the house.

All the servants were dismissed, and only Minamoto Takahiro was left kneeling in the house with a serious expression. Only then did Genda Kirike's eyes begin to shine.

perhaps…

An idea suddenly popped into Genda Kirike's mind.

Perhaps, what happened before was just a delaying tactic by Takahiro, deliberately trying to stabilize Minamoto Souji while he thought of another way.

after all.

She is his wife, how can he really give her to someone else?

"Takahiro, Takahiro, is that you? You're back!" Genda Kirike tidied his hair, rubbed his sore cheeks, tried to put on an excited expression, and ran into the house.

I have to say that women are born actors. Even though they knew in the office that Minamoto Takenori had been released, they still managed to act as if they had just found out.

"Xiaogui!" Yuan Gangxian stood up to greet him.

Genda Kirike was tormented so badly that his legs suddenly went weak and he stumbled into Minamoto Takenori's arms, feeling the embrace of his husband.

She just wanted to release all the grievances in her heart.

Yuan Gangxian had no doubts and just thought that his wife was too excited.

The two embraced and wept.

"Takahiro, I've been trying to find a way to save you. How did you get out?" Genda Kirike looked up at Minamoto Takahiro, his face full of grievance and fatigue.

Hearing his wife running around for him, Yuan Gangxian was filled with remorse.

"I...ah..." Minamoto Tsukinori's thousands of words finally turned into a sigh.

"Hmm~" Genda Kirike, whose waist and legs were a little sore, suddenly blushed.

"Xiaogui, what's wrong with you?" Yuan Gangxian held Yuan Tiantonggui's slender waist, put his hand on her forehead and touched it, and asked with concern: "Are you too tired these two days?"

How could he know what Genda Kirike had gone through in order to save him.

"No...no." Genda Kirikei lowered his head and avoided his gaze: "I'll prepare hot water for you. You just got home, take a shower and change into clean clothes."

"No need, Xiaogui." Yuan Gangxian shook his head, looked at his wife's pretty face, stretched out a hand, stroked her face gently, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Takahiro, what's wrong?" Genda Kirike's heart trembled and he asked with pursed lips.

She was very worried about what Yuan Gangxian would say, but she was more looking forward to him telling her that he would find another way.

"It's okay, Xiaogui." Yuan Gangxian shook his head slightly and suddenly said, "Xiaogui, I love you."

"Don't worry, it's just a little accident."

"For this family, I will definitely work harder!"

"Hayi, I believe that Gangxian-kun will cheer up, damn it!" Genda Kirike tried his best to control himself and clenched his fists to cheer himself up.

"Gangxian, I've been sweating outside. Wait for me to take a shower and then I'll cook for you some of your favorite dishes to celebrate."

Yuan Gangxian felt more and more guilty and nodded.

Genda Kirike turned and walked towards the bathroom on the second floor, his steps unsteadily and his posture a little strange.

It's only been two days and Xiaogui has worked so hard?

I really deserve to die.

Yuan Gangxian didn't doubt it much and raised his hand to slap himself twice, but in the end he didn't do it.

He thought viciously in his heart that he would save this slap for later and return it double to Gen Souji.

Xiaogui, don't worry, your sacrifice tonight is worth it.

In the bathroom, Genda Kirike hears Minamoto Takenori's expression of love and ignites a glimmer of hope for him.

Perhaps, he has thought of a way to resolve the matter, or perhaps he has decided to give up the dispute in Tianjin.

Either way, it's better than him sending me away.

"Takahiro, how about we..." After taking a shower, Genda Kirike came to the first floor like the wind, but found that the lights in the house were dim.

After looking around, I found Yuan Gangxian kneeling in front of the table with a solemn expression.

"Takahiro?" Genda Kirikei came to kneel beside him and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

"Xiaogui, I..." Yuan Gangxian hesitated, his face full of pain: "Xiaogui, I have a problem, please help me."

Seeing him like this, Genda Kirikei felt something was wrong and pursed his lips: "What's the matter?"

With a painful look on his face, Minamoto Takenori asked Genda Kirike to sacrifice himself and explain the pros and cons of this matter.

"Don't worry, Xiaogui, I will make him promise that this matter will never be spread outside, and no one else will know about it except us." Yuan Gangxian held Yuan Tian Kirike's shoulders with both hands and tried his best to persuade him.

"We will go to a very secluded courtyard. There will be only us and no one else there."

While Genda Kirike was taking a shower, Minamoto Tsuyoshi had already had a brief phone call with Chen Yongren.

"Snapped!"

Without saying a word, Genda Kirike slapped Minamoto Takenori hard.

"Xiaogui, if this makes you feel better, you can slap me a few more times, but I still want to beg you..." Minamoto Takahiro held Genda Kirike's hand tightly and explained desperately.

But Genda Kirike felt that the husband in front of her was very strange.

Perhaps, just as 'Genre Souji' said, this is the real Minamoto Takenori.

"Xiaogui, I'm sorry, please." Minamoto Tsuyoshi bowed slightly and sat down in front of Genda Kirike.

"Since you want it, then I agree, as long as you don't regret it!" Genda Kirike burst into tears and left with his face covered.

I am a living person, not an item that can be traded at any time.

Although I had already committed myself to him before you told me, it was to save you. Why did you agree to this?

Seeing Genda Kirike so sad, Minamoto Takenori was even more tormented.

This time, Genda Kirike did not prepare dinner. When she appeared in front of Minamoto Takenori again, she had changed into the white kimono she wore at her wedding, and her face was delicately made up.

"Xiaogui, what's wrong with you? Why are you wearing the clothes we wore at our wedding?" Yuan Gangxian looked surprised.

"Snapped!"

The answer was a solid slap from Genda Kirike.

Yuan Gangxian remained silent, thinking that his wife wanted to take revenge on him, but he didn't know that this was Chen Yongren's request.