As soon as Fujiwara said this, Matsuda started to worry. He could not help but think of Mr. Fujiwara Saji and Miss Yoon who were far away in Japan.
Matsuda knew about Fujiwara Kenji and Yoon. In his early years, they were also an extremely enviable couple. Yoon had left her hometown and married far away in Japan for Fujiwara, but it just so happened that a man like Fujiwara Kenji was destined to never have only one woman like Yoon in his life.
Although he had always respected Yoon all these years, there were many women out there. He heard that Miss Yoon had even thought of divorcing Fujiwara Kenji and even threatened him with her life. However, Fujiwara Kenji had placed her under house arrest, until she gave birth to Fujiwara…
Fujiwara rarely saw his father in his childhood. Because of Yoon, Fujiwara Kenji had arranged for Yoon to live in a huge mansion alone. Fujiwara Ye and Yoon lived in that mansion…
Yoon was a very cold and indifferent woman. She was very concerned about Fujiwara Ye, her biological son. However, her attitude to her child was not as kind as other parents. In Fujiwara’s eyes, Fujiwara was worthless. There were several times he even saw Fujiwara Kenji make a move on his mother, Yoon.
They all said that Fujiwara Kenji loved Yoon very much, but in Fujiwara Ye’s eyes, that kind of relationship was just a joke. His mother, Yoon, had always been indifferent to Fujiwara Kenji. She often went on long trips, it was best not to see each other.
“Master, Mr. Fujiwara and Madam…”
Matsuda wanted to explain something, but Fujiwara had already thrown away the towel in his hand and reached out to grab the katana beside him. With a ‘whoosh’, he pulled it out, and a cold chill immediately rushed over, the bright light from the katana caused Matsuda to subconsciously turn his body away.
“What is more permanent and unchanging than the light on the tip of the katana? There are some things that you can not possess just because you cherish them. No matter how hard I, Fujiwara, try, I cannot force her. Just like how no matter how hard my father tries, he cannot hide his misdeeds or melt my mother’s cold heart.”
When Fujiwara said this, he felt a little helpless.
At this moment, perhaps only he himself knew how he felt. When he calmed down, he could feel the pain in the depths of his heart even more clearly. Even thinking about her made his breathing difficult.
“Go and investigate the matter with the newspaper. If someone did it on purpose, then settle it. Don’t let these scandals affect her.”
Fujiwara naturally did not want Dongfang Liuyun to be hurt.
“But on Miss Inoue’s side…”
“Arrange for her to be in a side room. I don’t want to see her.”
Fujiwara put away the knife in his hand and placed it on the shelf. “Also, prepare a gift for Qi Lei from Taiyu Huabang. Tell him that I thank him for what happened last night.”
Matsuda was stunned when he heard that
He was already like this, and he was still thanking Qi Lei?
Fujiwara seemed to be able to read Matsuda’s thoughts. He said calmly, “I can’t lose in terms of bearing. Besides, he really helped me. I’m not so lacking in manners.”
“Yes!”
Only then did Matsuda reply.
“I’m going out for a while. If I don’t come back tonight, there’s no need to look for me.”
Fujiwara took the car keys and went out as well.
…
The evening sky was even more depressing than before. The sky was very dark, and it seemed like it was going to rain.
In Zhou Zimo’s office, when Su Chen pushed the door open and walked in, Zhou Zimo was sitting on the sofa at the side making tea.
“Why are you suddenly here? I didn’t see you have such thoughts in the past. Yesterday, when I saw sister Su Yu, I even talked to her about you.”
As Zhou Zimo spoke, he poured tea for Su Chen. Su Chen took off the hat on his head and sat down leisurely. He took a sip of the steaming tea.
“I went to the nearby branch office for an inspection, so I came over to take a look too. I haven’t heard from you in a few days. When I don’t come over, you don’t come to my station either so, I came over. We can go out for dinner together later. Don’t tell me that you don’t even have this little bit of time?”
Su Chen’s low voice sounded as he glanced at Zhou Zimo.
Zhou Zimo paused for a moment before replying, “Are you treating?”
“Do we need to treat ourselves if we go to Imperial Sky?” Su Chen smiled and said.
“Chen has been cheated by you countless times throughout the year.”
“I always run errands for you guys. You really don’t have a conscience.” Su Chen said indifferently.
Zhou Zimo rolled his eyes. “Then we’ll pray that you’ll rise step by step and cover us more.”
“How are things with you and Qin Su? You haven’t contacted us in a while. It’s a classic case of valuing a woman over a friend. I think things should be going pretty well, right?” Su Chen asked.
Hearing that, Zhou Zimo took a long breath and rubbed the space between his eyebrows tiredly.
“What’s wrong? Why do you look like that? Did you get troubled by the Ice Beauty?”
Su Chen sipped his tea and asked leisurely. A faint smile appeared on his lips, which made Zhou Zimo feel inexplicably annoyed—
“Don’t gloat over there!”
“I told you before that Qin Su isn’t easy to woo, especially with her personality.”
“It’s not that she’s not easy to woo, but she doesn’t take me seriously. Were you like this with Ji Zitong before? I keep feeling like she’s got me by the balls. She’s the kind of woman who doesn’t know how to be flexible. I brought her back to see my grandfather and parents a few days ago, but even now, things between us are still calm. Why doesn’t she feel any emotions in her heart?”
“Could it be that she doesn’t know that what I’m doing is actually hinting at her…”
The more Zhou Zimo spoke, the more depressed he became. He had always been proud of himself. Why was he at a loss when it came to Qin Su?
“Hinting at what? Do you think that just because you brought her to meet her parents, it means that she knows that you want to marry her? To be honest, brother, have you ever thought that you might as well do something practical first. In any case, the two of you live together and you’re acting like you won’t marry anyone other than her, it’s really only a matter of time.
As Su Chen spoke, he shot a meaningful glance at Zhou Zimo.
Zhou Zimo’s expression stiffened for a moment before he coughed lightly…
Of course, he did not dare to tell Su Chen that he, Zhou Zimo, had already slept with Qin Su. Otherwise, this fellow would definitely…
However, this idea of his seemed to be not bad. If he really did it again, with Qin Su’s personality, would she be biased towards him?
Or, would the heavens pity him, Zhou Zimo, and make some sort of connection between the two of them?
