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abnormal.

After summing up his performance, she suddenly found a very important question, why did Bupo trick her into coming to the capital?

"Ashhang, Kyoko—" When she was thinking about problems with Fuposhang, and Fuposhang seemed to be thinking about problems in a fugue, the owner of Matsuno Garden, Fupo's mother, came in: "You are coming back late tonight, the head of the house has already I'm fast asleep, let's talk about it tomorrow. Ah Shang suddenly said that your previous room hasn't been finished yet, so you can only use the guest room first, and I'll help you make the beds..." At the end of the sentence, Bu Po Mu was about to turn around and go out when Jing Zi blocked.

"Auntie, you are sick. I did this before, just let me do it." Jingzi took the key in her hand: "Which one?"

"Between the green bamboos on the second floor." After all, she has been raised for so many years, and she is treated as a daughter-in-law. She didn't say anything to her mother, so she asked Jingzi to prepare first.

After Kyoko left, the atmosphere in the lounge suddenly became a little stiff.

"Why do you want to come back?"

"Can't you come back? I'll be leaving in two days." Bupo still ignored the trembling in his mother's tone, and simply sat down cross-legged: "Anyway, you know I won't take over Song Naiyuan."

"You are still so capricious." The hostess tightly held the wooden frame of the sliding door: "Your father is still angry with you. I don't know how long I can carry this burden by myself."

"You guys have clearly seen that I have my life in Tokyo! I can become an idol all over Japan, why do I have to stay in this small garden for the rest of my life, what a foolish young master of a hotel!"

"shut up!"

"Even if I shut up, I won't change my decision."

"...Matsunoen is the foundation of our family...you are the only son of us—" Bupo mother turned around slowly, with despair in her reddish eyes: "Santaro... when will you know how to take responsibility?" ?”

"Then who is responsible for me?"

He looked straight at the mother in front of him without hesitation.

long stalemate.

With a sigh, Bupomu said softly: "I knew it, with a stubborn temper like Xie Er, I can't explain it anyway."

Bupo scoffed.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to stay in Songnoen. The most important thing in the hotel is the proprietress. I have already informed Sprout about what I told you before, and she agreed. She said that she would go to Tokyo to talk to Kyoko in person in a few days. You When are you going to talk to her?"

"—Get married early and let Kyoko take over Matsunoen."

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At night in Kyoto, even if there is no spring breeze, summer insects, and autumn red leaves, there is still a natural and beautiful charm in winter.Song Nai Garden has just had a little winter snow these two days, the snow is not heavy, a thin layer falls on the corner of the eaves, and from time to time it melts into clear water droplets and falls to the ground crisply. A layer of crystal as thin as a cicada's wing was formed, maintaining a downward angle and half filled with snow.

Taking a deep breath of Kyoto's air, Kyoko sighed contentedly.

Here is where she grew up.

Although I have some stupid memories, it is my hometown after all, and the feeling of returning home is so beautiful that no words can describe it. Even if there is a mother who left her here, and Bupo who abandoned her, she still cannot be separated from this land. resonance.

Moreover, there are still memories worthy of her savoring.

The elf prince under that sunny forest...

Just when the image appeared in my mind, that moment unexpectedly overlapped with another character in my impression.

Before it was her turn to continue to distinguish and think carefully, a voice came from behind.

"Isn't it cold to stand on the corridor in this weather, fool."

She closed her eyes, trying to turn a deaf ear to this voice, this person is like this, even if it is a good word, it can make people feel uncomfortable when it comes out of his mouth.

Well, no, it should be aimed at her. His dialogue with other women seems to be very successful.

After that, she found that she could no longer easily ignore it, because a breath approached her, and successfully invaded within ten centimeters of her body, so close to her body that she stood up with chills.

"Did no one tell you that you should keep a certain distance from a woman who is so vulgar and very boring?"

Without opening her eyes, she tried her best to mock calmly.

"Stingy woman, you can remember a sentence for so long." He softly uttered a single sound of "tsk".

"Because you're not me." Realizing that he didn't intend to avoid suspicion, Jingzi simply turned around and walked past him. "Your room is ready. This is not a suite. I'll ask my aunt for the keys to other rooms."

Bu Poshang also followed her around, leaning on the wooden railing with his narrow waist and elbows, one leg staggered leisurely on the other.She refused to look at him, and he was not in a hurry, he just raised his voice and the corners of his mouth: "It's useless to go, this is the only vacant room, and her intention was to share the two of us."

stop.

She pursed her lips: "What do you mean?"

He shrugged: "You heard it all."

Hearing it doesn't mean she can understand it, Jingzi slowly turned her head: "What is Auntie thinking?" She is only 17 years old.

"She..." She wants you to be my wife and take over Matsunoen.The following words swirled in her throat and were swallowed: "She thought we were still together." At the end of these words, Bupo raised his face and let his eyes look at the star-studded night sky, he would never admit it I don't want to capture the contemptuous expression that the other party may show at the end of the sentence.

"I'll make it clear to her."

"How do you say it? Are you going to wake her up from the bed and tell her, 'I broke up with your son'?" He manipulated the tone of that sentence, "Go."

Kyoko silently clenched her fist.

"I won't sleep with you, don't even think about it."

"I should say this." Bupo put his legs down and stood up from the posture of leaning on the railing: "But you also know how many people come to pray for blessings at the end of the year. The only vacant room is not lying to you."

"Don't break Shotaro!"

"Huh?" He walked past her and began to take off his coat as if no one else was around.

Jingzi averted her eyes with some embarrassment: "What the hell are you thinking, today is the same, what is the purpose of tricking me back to Kyoto for no reason?"

He told her that he liked something before, but it was just his perverted possessiveness. The servant who didn't even look at him when he was together, told her that he liked it after she left, which made her even more unbelievable. Think about the meaning and purpose of that sentence, only know that Bupo has entered her life again and again now, which is very, very, unacceptable to her.

She is ready to let go of this past and hatred, and wants to start a life of her own, so why doesn't she want to intervene in such a rude and reckless way, and not give her a little breathing room for self-adjustment?

Bupo, who threw himself into the sofa, squinted his eyes with displeasure: "If you don't do this, when will you give me a chance to talk to you? I told you that I... like you. Could it be that you were sleepwalking at that time, idiot! "The pair of clear pupils tightened, locked on her with full attention, making her feel immobile.

"On the contrary, this sentence is what I want to ask you. Do you think it's interesting to tease me in this way when I don't want to have anything to do with you?" She stared back with all her might.

But in the next second she regretted it. Maybe it was her words that really displeased the young master. A strong hand grabbed her wrist, pulled her suddenly and fell down unexpectedly. She was sitting on—— on his lap.

If just sitting on his lap wasn't exciting enough, what short-circuited her brain was the change in a certain part of the other person, which was felt under her body, which was pressing against her at the moment, making her feel like she had swallowed a fly alive.

Although she is very young, she still has basic physiological knowledge, not to mention that she has had a little contact with these things with Lian before.

"This is also fake? Huh?" Bupo approached her, their faces almost touching the tip of their noses, and he confided in every word.

He felt that this was the most favorable evidence for expressing clearly, but she didn't think so.

Maybe it's because the short-circuited brain hasn't been repaired yet, she didn't think of jumping up for a moment, but said in a trembling voice: "As long as a man thinks, he can have this kind of reaction to anyone..." She also couldn't remember when she got it. Knowing this truth, it seems to be the evaluation given by Zuo Jiang and her when she complained about the brain-dead man, she subconsciously said it, and the voice was trying to hide anger or fear, and the ending almost floated.

"Oh? Tsuruga Lian gave you this impression?" His hand subconsciously pinched her painfully.

This sentence brought her back to her senses in an instant, and she threw off his restraints: "He is different from you!" A powerful black air flow burst out in the blink of an eye, and the whole room was suddenly extremely oppressive, as if something was shattering in the air Read, it's so weird that it makes people uneasy.

But just as she shook off one hand, he grasped the other sensitively, as if he had expected her behavior from the beginning, and Bu Po Shang pulled her back without any surprise, but this time, the two of them were no longer together. There is that ambiguous posture.

"So..." Buposhang's sinister smile looked a little dangerous: "Why is it different, won't he react?"

It's not that it doesn't break... In my impression, although he is a bit bad and frivolous, he is not so rude.

Jingzi frowned, a little confused about what the situation was, and this kind of doubt even made her not know whether she should be angry or should ask first.

The night was so quiet that the sound of melting snow dripping from the eaves could be heard.

There was his heavy breathing in the space, and she could see his chest rising and falling rapidly under the bright yellow sweater.

"What do you want to ask?" The uneasiness in her eyes gradually calmed down, and she simply let him hold her hand, only slightly opening and closing her lips.

"What is the relationship between you and that guy?"

"Who?"

"You know exactly who I'm talking about."

She didn't move, and glanced at him contemptuously: "Even if it's not the same firm, it's still your senior. Does it really matter if that guy comes and that guy goes?"

Unexpectedly, he actually curled up the corners of his mouth in relief: "It really is."

She frowned slightly.

"To you, he is just a senior, isn't he? — After leaving me, I was alone in Tokyo. At this time, I met a big bad wolf in sheep's clothing who extended a helping hand to you. My gratitude is beyond words, slowly Slowness turns into admiration in my heart, and being unable to tell the difference between admiration makes you entangled with him..." The more he spoke, the more satisfied he was with the answer he had drawn, and he couldn't help stroking her smooth wrist with his fingers.

Kyoko finally flicked his hand away, and made a move in a moment of calm that caught him off guard, "I think my hands are going to stink."

"Don't you think it's too exaggerated to express your dislike for me so clearly?" He was taken aback for a while.

"Please believe that I have suppressed it." Looking straight at Bupo without any concealment, he said without any ups and downs, "Also, don't you think it's too exaggerated for you who suddenly changed your mind and said you like me?"

"You still don't believe what I'm saying."

"I didn't even apologize for the mistakes I made. How could I believe this kind of person?" She sneered.

Unexpectedly, this sentence would bring her an even more unbelievable answer——

"—why should I apologize?"

……

……

He was surprised, and she was even more surprised.

Although she knew that he was arrogant and rebellious, she did not expect that Bupo had evolved to be shameless.

"I said, I always thought you were mine at that time. Even if I said something unscrupulously, it was just a complaint to you. Don't you even have the right to complain about your own property? Can you deny that at that time you were Beside me, isn’t there an existence of property?!”

……

The pupils dilated, and she found that there was no way to refute the accusation under Bupo's burning eyes.

The self who puts Shotaro as the first priority... no one knows better than her.

Kyoko Mogami, who has completely lost herself - Shotaro's possession.

These...are facts.

... No, she tried to shake her head, this reason for turning black and white is not the reason for her wavering, this guy is an enemy - insult her, abandon her, kiss her forcibly, kidnap her, and even deceive her enemy today!

"I thought I had expressed my feelings clearly last time..." He muttered, and before she could form a new language, Bupo changed the subject first: "On the night of the 24th, I went to Baotian for Maria's birthday The banquet hall of the banquet..."

Kyoko, who was still vigilant, followed his moving hand, but didn't realize when—he took out a gift box that shone like a fairy tale.

He just casually sat on the sofa with his legs open, leaning on his slender legs with one hand, and handed her the box with the other.

——"I heard that the banquet should end at 12 o'clock, but when I finished the announcement and rushed there, there was no one in sight."

That's because... under the control of "they", the banquet ended secretly two hours earlier, Kyoko replied in her heart.

"Happy birthday."

That beautiful and bewitching box that looks like poppies is poisonous.

The box was presented to her, long, long.

It has been so long that Kyoko has lost count of how many times the other party's heartbeat can be heard in the silence where the needle drops can be heard.

"Hurry up and take it away, don't you know it's tiring to hold your hands all the time?" Bu Po Shang turned his head away.

"My... my birthday... has passed."

"Nonsense, you can't accept birthday presents after you pass?"

When she came to her senses, the box had been roughly shoved into her hand.

She frowned and asked subconsciously, "What is it?"

Bu Po Shang snorted: "You woman, you are really boring." He was right at the beginning.

"Since it's boring, don't give it to me!" Kyoko unceremoniously threw the box back into the arms of the original owner.

Buposhang stood up suddenly and threw the box back: "Why are you so fussy, is there any reason to take back the things you gave away!"

Reflexively grabbing the oncoming object, she couldn't help but plan to throw it back again, but Bu Po Shang hurriedly stretched out her hand to warn: "Don't throw it anymore, the things inside will break! You will die if you tear it apart yourself? "

No.

In front of this guy, to satisfy his vanity and unwrap the gift he gave, a hundred Mogami Kyokos in my heart are clamoring for the beauty!

The second after Jingzi made a throwing gesture, Bupo Shang gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "It's BLINGBLING·makeup set!"

Startled.

"What's your expression? Are you dissatisfied!"

"No...no...thank you." Kyoko smiled, shook her head hurriedly, and thought to herself—although I'm glad it's the makeup I'm obsessed with, but why is Shotaro and Xiaozoe the same thinking mode...

When she turned around, she was taken aback by the magnified portrait of her face in front of her. Bupo squinted her eyes and looked at her coldly: "This doesn't seem like your reaction." ——It should be that her eyes suddenly lit up, and then she opened the gift Box jumped up and down excitedly, screaming ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh than to hug Or he hugged his neck so moved that he would cherish it and so on.

↑A beautiful fantasy that does not break Shang.

Of course, fantasies are fantasies after all, and he knows that with Mogami Kyoko's current personality, hugging him and cuddling him may be completely classified as wishful thinking, but he just can't figure out why he can't even see the most basic "joy" arrive?

I want to see the joy she hasn't shown him for a long time... from the bottom of her heart.

Could it be... "What did Tsuruga Lian send?"

"?" She didn't seem to hear clearly.

Anticipating the possible answer, Bu Poshang felt resentment in his heart that he could not vent.

He suddenly felt that what he was doing made him very irritable.

"Go to sleep."

"what?!"

"Anyway, there is a sofa here, and tatami is not the only place where people can sleep."

The sofa was just entered by Matsunoen when they left Kyoto last year. Although it seems a bit nondescript, it has to keep pace with the times for the business needs of some foreign guests.

"I'm not interested in the sofa." It's not a matter of being delicate. Faced with such a situation, it's not her own fault.

And he turned his back and picked up the coat, got into the sofa and put the coat over his head.

"I'll sleep on the sofa tonight."

……

Sure enough... it's a little different.

The eldest young master is still the old young master, but from time to time she shows a side that she could never have imagined before.

Looking helplessly at the "dead man" on the sofa, Kyoko stood motionless.

A muffled voice came from under the coat: "Song Nai Garden belongs to our family, no one will know."

He means... there will be no such thing as paparazzi...

even so……

Jingzi clutched the gift box, and took two steps inwardly.

There are only two rooms between the green bamboos. After entering the door, there is a sofa in the living room, and further inside, there is a tatami mat across a thin paper door.

The thin paper door can't block anything, just like the door between green bamboos can't block anything.

The so-called gossip started from small things. She knew this very well after the incident of Lei Nuo's secret filming.

The hesitation made her wonder whether to move forward or retreat to the door. She thought a lot in the distance of a few steps, not just for this matter, but also for many things that happened during this period.

"I won't act recklessly, stop being so sentimental." There was still that hateful voice behind him.

This sentence = urge her to sleep.

It was almost late at night when she came, and she also felt a little tired and sleepy.The New Year is approaching, and Matsunoen is located in a hub area where Kyoto’s temple culture flourishes. It is full at this time of the year. If it weren’t for the early call to come back, I don’t think it’s even possible to live in Qingzhujian. As for other hostels nearby , and they are all inseparable - so she simply interrupted other thoughts, and let herself spend the night with a fluke mentality.

The so-called fluke is success by chance or accident—this kind of chance is obviously not safe. For example, at this time, an untimely phone call can make her panic.

She walked into the inner room and closed the door. Originally, the better move at this time was to get out of the room, but she was afraid that Bupo would find her leaving and approached her to ask questions. After thinking about it, it would be safer to go in the inner room.

With the mobile phone pressed against her chest, she leaned against the paper door and took two deep breaths. The screen of the mobile phone displayed - "Lian".

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Wiping the wet hair wrapped in a towel with one hand, he tilted his head, tilted his right shoulder slightly to hold the wireless receiver, and picked up the remote control on the coffee table with the other hand, turning the CD music to a soft volume.

"--lotus? 』

Water droplets slipped from the lean, light wheat-colored chest, and every inch of □'s upper body seemed to be a calculated golden ratio, just like the man's smile at the moment.

"Excuse me, Miss Mogami." The slightly teasing tone matched the voice of the angel cello, as if the ears had been injected with a soothing drug, and almost forgot its function in the next second: "Woke you up?"

Jingzi covered her lips and said softly, "No, I haven't slept yet."

"Fortunately, I just got home after today's announcement. I wanted to call you earlier, but I didn't expect it to be so late after work."

Thinking of the live bomb nestled behind the thin paper door, and recalling the tragedy of being intercepted by him, her voice became softer: "Thank you, did you go well at work today?"

"It's about the same as usual. There is a newcomer who is quite nervous, so the reshoots took some time." On the other end of the phone, Tsuruga Lian simply turned off the CD and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Is it not convenient for you to speak over there? Why are you so quiet?" ?”

"I..." After a few seconds of silence, it seemed that the people over there were thinking about something: "...not in the room now, but in the... porch, the boss and the boss's wife are already asleep, I'm afraid of waking them up." 』

"Just came home?"

『—Just... just to get something. 』

Go to the porch to get things and bring your mobile phone?Question marks flickered in Tsuruga Ren's mind.

But he didn't ask too much, but thought of something else: "By the way, how do you know it's me? I remember that you never remember your mobile phone number."

"Well, a few days ago... I just made a note." Since the last time I received a call from an anonymous person who didn't speak.Kyoko moved to the tatami, untied her coat, and buried herself in the quilt, preventing Bupo from noticing the movement inside. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just happened to pass by the Sunday advertisement today, and I remember that someone was training you and wanted to stop by to see you, but the person said that you were on leave and sick? 』

She pursed her lips, and the deceitful little devil and the honest little angel fought in her heart. In fact, she really didn't want to lie to him, but if she told the truth, what if there was another conflict like the speeding car last time...

"One thing, I have a small cold. It's okay. I can continue training tomorrow." I will rush back to Kyoto early tomorrow morning.

"Pay attention to your body, if you are really sick, don't force it. 』

"Pfft—are you talking to yourself?" She couldn't help laughing out loud, when it was time for this workaholic to teach her to pay attention to her body.

"Girl, I'm serious.I’ll bring you some medicine tomorrow—”

"—No need! You can hear my voice much better now, don't you? It's almost good!! Very energetic!!" As if to strengthen her persuasive power, she suffocated her words Say the last four words in one breath.

Finally, I heard his laughter on the other end of the phone.

guilt.

After rejecting his offer again, he said goodnight to himself.

He said that the temperature in Tokyo dropped 8c tonight, but he didn't know that the snow in Kyoto hadn't melted yet, so it was warmer than Tokyo tonight.

After hanging up the phone, Kyoko tucked her head into the depths of the bed in frustration.

By the way, that guy Shotaro is still on the sofa.He seems to be only covered with a coat?

——The sympathy was broken by her in an instant, let Shangtaro suffer on his own, anyway, he himself knows where to get a quilt.

Faintly heard the annoying voice outside the compartment, just at this moment.

"Kyoko."

She didn't speak, and pretended to be asleep.

"If... I mean if..."

He continued as if talking to himself.

This "if" paused for more than ten seconds, making her wonder what he wanted to say.

"Didn't you say before that you dreamed of being the proprietress of Matsunoen..."

"If those things hadn't happened...I mean, we'd still be together." No, they were still together now, Bupo suppressed his uneasiness, and refuted himself in his heart.

"—Will your dream still be the same?"

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"I can't imagine." She poked her head out of the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.

The sound was muffled through the paper door.

"Now I can't feel what I was thinking at that time - I just know that I like the me now, the complete me, and the me who works hard for myself."

Withdrew his hand from under the quilt, faced the ceiling, opened it, and then clenched it tightly.

"I wanted to be the proprietress not only because of you, but also because of the idea instilled by my aunt all the time, making me think that I should be the proprietress of Matsunoen... But, do I really dream?"

It had been a long time since they talked in such a calm tone, and the atmosphere at this moment was surprisingly peaceful.

"At least now I can answer that Songnoen is like a frame, which makes me feel that I should be that shape, but when I jump out of this frame, I find that I can stretch at will, and I can change into various shapes. There are many things that can be done. A lot... I feel very happy."

Open it, then hold it tightly, with a firm force.

"Acting is really fun... So Shotaro, you're the one who sent me into the entertainment world—just wait to be defeated by me."

At the other end of the paper door, he rested his arms on his head, his eyes were mixed with the color of Qi Ye, and gradually deepened.

"Tsk, stupid woman."

He said, pulling the corners of his mouth, and added after a long time: "I said I like you, and I meant it."

With the sound of melting snow dripping, he fell asleep.

And she was sleepless all night.

The author has something to say: The typo has been ignored by me 45°, maybe, maybe the next update will be on Monday, but... we understand.

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[The notice is a magic horse, the notice is to remind myself to write an update next time and don't forget what to write--. 】

"So Renault and you met in Kyoto long ago! ! ——

"These money is to thank you, thank you for taking care of Kyoko for me...I am an incompetent mother...

『You have already discarded me like trash, how can I believe it now?

"It's already been arranged, Sayon, to marry the eldest son of the Yu family by this time next year.

"Why can she get what I want, she is nothing without Tsuruga Ren! !

"She went to Kyoto, but she came back like this...

"Mr. Gallo, I have a... message that will definitely interest you.

63☆ACT.57 One lie and one you

Tokyo.

Qianhe Electronics Headquarters - Tsuru Zhiguan.

The door of the president's office was pushed open, and a fiery figure rushed straight to the desk with a threatening presence.

Snapped!A newspaper was slammed on the table.

"Who can tell me what is going on!!"

Newspaper Front Pages: Blindfold or Tranquilizer?The Mystery of the Marriage of the Qianheyu Clan!

Behind the huge leather office chair, slowly turned around was a slightly tired but extremely majestic face.

"It has been arranged, Sayin, to marry the eldest son of the Yu family by this time next year."

She at the table shook her head in disbelief: "No...you promised me."

"I promised that unless my daughter becomes an important star in the entertainment industry within two years, when the time comes, she must give up her unrealistic ideas and accept my arrangement."

"—one more year!"

"I know, it's just that everything has to be arranged in advance."

"Father—" She gritted her teeth and squeezed out a blunt address between her trembling teeth: "Did you prepare from the very beginning that no matter what the outcome was, I would become a victim of the Qianhe family?"

"Each of us is a victim, and none of us is a victim." The elderly elder stood up, hands behind his back, and moved slowly, step by step towards the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window: "Whatever the Qianhe family gave you, you must return Give it something, no one can be irresponsible and just enjoy the process..."

"What did the Qianhe family... give me?" She trembled and closed her eyes slightly to prevent the liquid from rolling down from the corners of her eyes. Her breathing fluctuated violently, but she never let go of the familiar yet unfamiliar figure from her back. "The Chizuru family gave me... what?"

The elder still speaks in such a fixed rhythm, slow and steady, as if he is just talking to himself: "The reason why you say this is because you only enjoy the process, but ignore the responsibility. The environment you live in, your Which one of the respect you received—wasn’t brought to you by Qianhe?”

She waved her hand viciously and scattered the newspapers all over the floor: "I can't even feel the rights of the most basic freedoms. It's useless to demand those respects!"

The man's expression became more serious, he turned half sideways, the light reflected from the floor-to-ceiling windows made his backlit side face even more ruthless: "You really need to be disciplined, stay in that place where people treat you as a laughing stock for a long time I have forgotten even the most basic etiquette."

"—You have long forgotten that I am your daughter!!"

Enough, what's the point.

Being treated as a tool is her destiny.

No matter how hard you try, it will be futile.

She is not Qianhe Sain, she is just a pawn of Qianhe's family.

After saying the last sentence, she turned around, stepped on her high heels with a more determined momentum, and walked away.

What she couldn't see was that in the center of the wrinkled eye sockets, the fiery red light reflected in the pale pupils, and there was a slight fluctuation.

With wrinkled rough hands, he caressed the "annual report" on the corner of the table and sighed.

"I remember..."

Kyoto.

Matsuno Garden.

In the morning when the snow melted, there was an irresistible chill in the air.

The exhaled breath turned into a circle of white smoke in the ice and snow world, rolled playfully and disappeared.

She touched her red nose, and her slightly pale hands were rubbed into a pink color.

Sure enough, if you are not careful in this weather, you will catch a cold easily——

"Ha chirp!"

Blinking, she followed the sound and looked towards the corner of the eaves.

Buposhang was still wearing the thin cotton-padded jacket and jacket, with one hand and four fingers in his pockets, and one knuckle rubbed his nose that was still itchy after he had just sneezed.

She just glanced at him, and then quickly looked away, not intending to put her precious sympathy on a person who wanted grace but not warmth.

She couldn't think of other adjectives for the young master who would not go to sleep with a spare bedding in his own hotel in the cold winter months, except for self-indulgence.

"Hey."

She continued to say nothing, turned around and served the meal very familiarly.

"Hey--"

"Kyoko? Woke up so early? Huh? Ah Shang too?" Just as the proprietress walked in, she saw the two of them standing one behind the other, keeping a safe distance of two meters.

Jingzi turned around and smiled, "Auntie has worked hard, I'm sorry, she may have gone to bed late last night, and didn't get up early to help."

Bupomu waved her hand, but she was more shy than her: "It's okay, I know, 'young people' are like this at this time."

"Mom!" Bu Po Shang shouted with wide eyes.

But Jingzi didn't understand the meaning, just nodded, and put the food in a good position, the face warmed by the heat of the food and after being so busy for a while was slightly flushed at the moment, the originally frozen white skin matched the clear cheeks The pink color looks very lovely.

Bupo Shang, who sat down carelessly, glanced at her. It was an extremely gentle side face, concentrating on preparing the tableware. The long and dense upper eyelashes drooped slightly, almost touching the slightly curled lower eyelashes. Powder Puff's face is not plump or thin enough, but it is just right enough to make people feel that it is small and delicate that can be held with one palm.Especially at this moment, the corners of her mouth were still raised a little, her full, crystal-like lips were slightly parted, and she exhaled elegant white air faintly.

Obviously, without makeup.

Why didn't I find out before...

His gaze followed her lips...and he couldn't move away.

"Please dine." She was polite, and Bu Po's mother looked at her performance happily and motioned for her to sit down and eat.

"I've been to Tokyo for a year. Although people have changed a lot, Kyoko's manners are still not forgotten. It's not easy to find such a girl now." Bu Po's mother nodded approvingly.

Kyoko reached out to lift her hair from her ears, and pulled it behind her ears, and responded politely, but she didn't notice the peripheral vision around her at all, and she didn't ignore her gentle little movements.

His Adam's apple rolled with the involuntary swallowing of saliva.

During the entire breakfast, he didn't interject a few times, but only occasionally responded to his mother's questions. It was mostly about life in Tokyo, and he didn't have time to care about it. Anyway, even if he talked about his mother, he couldn't understand it. She cared. Only when will he return to Matsunoen and... When will Kyoko marry him.

On the other hand, Jingzi is still very warm and has contact with Bupo's mother. After all, she has taken care of her for more than ten years as a person who has nothing to do with her. Even if she didn't give her the maternal love she needs, she has taken care of her a lot. Kyoko is still sincerely grateful.

Silly woman, she didn't even know she could smile so happily after being betrayed.

Seeing her good attitude towards her mother and her indifference towards herself with displeasure, Bu Po Shang couldn't help feeling unbalanced.

During the dinner, all the suggestive glances from my mother from time to time were all ignored by me.