The dead branches of the willow trees in the courtyard were covered with snow, and occasionally a cool breeze blew, and the snow weighed on the branches and fell gently.

Yuan Laiguang led her into the villa.

Thanks to the central air conditioning and heating that is turned on 24 hours a day, otherwise such a large villa, let alone he lives alone, even if he lives here, he can't stand the cold, and the temperature probably doesn't have to be high outside.

Letting Seiko Kamiya sit in the living room for a while, he went to the kitchen and took out the tea leaves, and was about to turn back to the living room.

But Minamoto thought about it carefully.

He turned back to the kitchen and brought out a box of semi-cooked cheese and placed it on the coffee table in the living room.

"Are the kids gone?" The Holy Son of Kamiya said, "Your house is a little shabby today."

Her voice is like a deep valley and a deep pool, like the sound of water flowing in an underground dark river, smooth and with a nice charm, a little ethereal and inexplicable.

Yuan Laiguang first looked at the beautiful chest of the Holy Son of the Eye Valley, and then he reluctantly removed his eyes and poured the tea: "Miss Holy Son is really well-informed."

Today, Seiko Kamiya is dressed with a lot of charm.

In the past, she loved to wear dresses, and she also preferred black and red, but now the weather is getting colder and colder, and she can't wear dresses even if there are things inside.

She wore a women's slim suit today, which is different from the standard clothing, it looks more supple, and the tail hem is longer, which looks more elegant than the ordinary suit, and looks more temperamental, with a white shirt underneath, and the collar is a typical Western-style classical lace, which is obviously more breast-flattering.

The chestnut hair is still tucked back, and the hair floats slightly in the air on the sides of the cheeks, and although the legs are pressed together, they look calm, but their every move shows their mature charm.

"I'm old, and I can't find the answer to some things by myself, so I can only send someone to take a look."

Kamiya Seiko took the black tea he handed over, didn't drink it, just put it in front of him, raised his head to look into his eyes, and said meaningfully, "It's better than having someone throw a picture on my face to show off his might."

She put the photo on the table again:

"This kind of photo, you should keep it yourself, after all, it is a precious memory, and it would be a pity to lose it."

Yuan Laiguang glanced at the photo, which was naturally a wedding photo of him and Mizusawa Summer Night, the latter holding him with a sweet face, and the location was of course in the Water Church.

There are dozens of photos in total.

A white envelope was stuffed full, and it also had "Holy Son Sincerely" written on it, which did not look like a sent letter, but like a wedding invitation.

He had already guessed the mind of the Great Grandmaster.

But at that time, he didn't stop it, after all, he owed a favor, and with the mind of the Holy Son of Kamiya, I am afraid that he would not be too concerned about this kind of thing easily.

"That's why you let people follow me?"

Yuan Laiguang took a sip of tea and looked at her quietly, smiling slightly with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Caring about you is the only way for people to watch you and keep an eye on your movements, otherwise, I will feel uneasy."

"Isn't it an invasion of privacy?"

"With our relationship, it shouldn't be an invasion of privacy, right? Or do you think I'm going to do something harmful to you?"

"What is our relationship?"

The throwing of this question silenced the holy son of Kamiya, who was originally smiling lightly, and Yuan Laiguang was still the old god, sipping the black tea without hurrying.

They certainly don't have anything to do with each other.

If you want to talk about the reality, it is just that there have been business dealings, ambiguous entanglement for a while, and the result is still unpleasant, and now it is very hazy.

Seiko Kamiya is different from others.

She is noble and elegant, knows etiquette, and has the blessing of identity, even if she has the heart to approach, it is impossible to paste it upside down without face like Mizusawa Summer Night, and it is impossible to write emotions on her face like a little girl.

looked at Yuan Laiguang and poured black tea with his eyes down.

The pupils of her reflected face did not make waves, but her thoughts began to mix.

I remember the first time I was

When we met, I remembered the disappointed eyes under the Kyoto Tower, the figure walking in the mist of the mountains and forests, and the side face on the shore of Lake Biwa.

Minamoto Yoriko doesn't seem to have much charm.

But he was like a graffiti-filled, ink-filled paintbrush that intruded into her life by accident, spraying ink on her indiscriminately.

It completely disrupted her previous life.

The more people who are perfectly in sync, the more they hate each other, and the more people who are the opposite of themselves, the more interested they are, and she also knows the relationship.

So this kind of thing is not an emotion.

Most likely, it was just a stone thrown into the calm lake, setting off waves that had not been seen in a long time.

"You knew about Kitahara?"

When she was still slightly distracted, Yuan Laiguang seemed to be bored, and had already turned on the wall-mounted TV with the remote control, and asked casually while half-lying on the sofa.

After a moment of silence.

Seiko Kamiya nodded slightly.

"Did Mrs. Kobayashi have an affair with the security guard at the door? They're doing it too blatantly."

As she spoke, she looked at the TV screen.

The above is a love variety show, it seems that the show has just begun, and a pair of strange men and women participating in the show are on the screen, listening to the host explain the rules.

The two sat in a small room, and the production team had corresponding subtitle explanations, as if the man was a veteran of the love scene, but the woman had never dating, and the essence of the show was to let the men and women get in touch without opening the *** stream, so as to observe the reactions of both parties later, which is considered a series of personal observations.

I have never seen someone close to each other, what kind of obscene and boring behavior is this, Kamiya Seiko is disdainful in his heart, and his slender eyes are still very calm.

She doesn't even glance at a boring show like this, to be precise, she hasn't watched television in years, her access to information is not there, and since she took charge of the family's affairs, her entertainment has plummeted, and it can almost be said that her leisure at work is her own pastime.

"Then Deputy Governor Kobayashi should—" Listening to Kamiya Seiko's determined tone, and then thinking of the methods of these people, he suddenly had a little guess in his heart.

It's impossible for a normal person not to mind such an ugly thing as cheating in the family, let alone a family that cares about face, unless Kobayashi Fengcheng is not straight.

Seiko Kamiya looked at the TV and confirmed the conjecture that had just appeared in his mind: "Of course he knows."

"If you know, why are you indifferent?"

Yuan Laiguang's fingers tapped regularly on the tabletop.

She turned her head and looked away from the TV screen to Minamoto Yorimitsu's face.

Kamiya Seiko leaned back slightly, and his slender arms embraced: "Not everyone will pay so much attention to emotional loyalty, cheating is nothing for the marriage of the family, even if it is a woman, there is nothing that cannot be said, if Kobayashi-san can't even detect this kind of thing, he can't be the deputy governor of the government department."

"And his wife's family, that is, Mrs. Kobayashi's maiden family, is a famous family in Osaka, and the identity shared by both parties makes it destined for them to tear up the marriage easily, even if it is betrayal."

"After all, marriage is the use of resources for each other, if Kobayashi-san makes the relationship between the two families very stiff because of this kind of thing, of course it will not be good for him, not to mention that he is still in the critical period of running for governor, this kind of family scandal is very fatal."

Speaking of this, Kamiya Seiko stretched out his fingers as if he wanted to eat a piece of semi-cooked cheese, but he felt that it was too rude to hold it with his hands, so he picked up the cup and took a slight sip of black tea, and continued in a somewhat flat tone:

"Something like love, the so-called bottom and upper class people are not worthy of it, and that thing is too idealistic, even if the arrogant people try to control their own destiny, in the end it is just vain."

"It's okay to be like Mrs. Kobayashi, although she may be afraid that she has done something wrong, but it does not delay her from finding herself in the fence, such as getting her husband's care in the arms of other men."

"After all, she didn't see clearly, so she jumped back and forth between fear and happiness

Yue, sometimes people who can see clearly are even more afraid to resist, even if they have a higher status than her, they may not have the same determination as her."

As she finished her long sentence, her maroon eyes stared at the cup of calm, reflecting her face and her calm heart.

Face is of course very important to them, but the inheritance of a family is, of course, based on interests.

Yuan Laiguang listened thoughtfully, and after being silent for a while, he said to himself, intentionally or unintentionally: "But most of them can be controlled by themselves, but it depends on how much you give up, and whether you are willing to give up the sunk cost."

"Sunk costs... Why..."

Kamiya Seiko was stunned when he heard this, and his chestnut pupils fluctuated slightly, as if he thought about what he said, but he didn't continue to speak.

Yuan Laiguang glanced at her expression and knew that this was a good time to break through the heart of the double first-class, but his face was still the same, and instead he smiled and gave her an example:

"Since you can choose, you can get it, but you can give up more than what you want, so eventually you will give up."

"It's like you're not wealthy, and you have to spend 200 yen a day to go to school as an orphan, but you really want to buy a candy today and taste what other people's children put in their mouths every day."

"But you have very little hourly wage for your part-time job, and the money you plan today can only be used to take the bus, and if you go to buy that piece of candy, you have to walk to school, but if you go to school, you will be late, and you will be punished for being late."

"You don't want to be punished, so you didn't use the money to buy that piece of candy, which is how you do it every time and end up losing the taste of your childhood memories."

Yuan Laiguang looked at the coffee table and pushed the half-cooked cheese towards her slightly: "This is obviously a multiple-choice question, not the so-called unsolvable, the answer is there and you can control it, but it depends on whether you think it is worth it."

He had just gotten the truth cheese and wanted to see how it worked, but Seiko Kamiya just wouldn't open his mouth.

And for her insinuation just now.

Yuan Laiguang is already familiar with this routine.

If you talk to me about money, I'll talk to you about feelings.

If you talk to me about feelings, I will talk to you about money.

This is the truth summed up by Yuan Laiguang, and he will always be invincible if he works in the opposite direction.

Listening to his words, the holy son of Kamiya was sitting there silently pondering, watching Yuan Yoriguang push the desserts on the coffee table several times, and felt strange in his heart.

She didn't have the heart to eat.

Supporting his chin with his hands, Seiko Kamiya lifted Jiro's legs, and the perfect leg shape made people want to play with it, and it seemed that he was wearing white socks under his trousers.

"Your crooked reasoning is good, so is this your confidence that you can help Aiko break free from the prison of the Kamiya family?"

Aiko Kamiya turned her head again, looked at the TV on the wall, and whispered to herself:

"As long as that kid thinks, and with your brainwashing of me, maybe offer favors or make some other deals, he thinks he can succeed."

"Is this what Sister Ling told you?"

Minamoto narrowed his eyes and began to wonder if Aiko Kamiya's temperament would be a big mouth.

"Of course not." Seiko Kamiya still watched the TV show intently and said, "When the child told Aiko about Chayin, someone happened to hear it."

Listening to her understated tone, Yuan Laiguang knew that someone must have been sent to monitor him, and after nodding, he asked again, "How is Sister Ling's reaction?"

"It seems to be resistant, I don't know what you asked again, but in the end it seems that I agreed."

Seiko Kamiya was still watching TV, but her beautiful face was sometimes frowning, sometimes stretching, and even had a faint flush on her face, I don't know why.

"So I can't do it?" Minamoto asked.

"Don't think too highly of yourself."

Kamiya Seiko took a deep breath, the redness on his face was more obvious than just now, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Yuan Raiguang, and said with a blazing gaze:

"I just can't do it anymore,

As the eldest sister, she will not use her own sister as a bargaining chip, and in addition, it is not the turn of two outsiders to make a conclusion about the family affairs of the Kamiya family."

"Is that impossible?"

"What is the future of my beloved son, naturally my father and my eldest sister will arrange it, so I won't bother you anymore."

Drip, drip, drip!

A hurried electronic bell rang.

This is the sound of the villa door.

Yuan Laiguang followed the prestige, and saw a familiar figure holding a bunch of things in his hands and a few handbags, standing in front of the gate of the villa.

At the same time, I can see the cheeks of the visitors clearly.

"Imperial medicine bag san?" He was a little moved.

Kamiya Seiko also looked over, and his chestnut pupils reflected a familiar figure with a clear temperament.

Her slender eyes narrowed slightly.

Wearing a white down jacket and carrying the cold air on his body, the imperial medicine bag Chayin nodded and replied, "Yuanjun."

"Haven't you already returned to Uji?"

Yuan Laiguang asked with some surprise.

"My parents weren't at home, so I went on a trip to other places before, and when I got home, I found that I came back when I was idle, and I just happened to buy some mirror cakes and dishes."

The Imperial Medicine Bag Chayin lifted the things in his hand.

Yuan Laiguang swept his eyes and found that they were all New Year's food, but he didn't care about these first, but instead looked at her for a moment and said, "Did you hear what you said just now?"

"Hmm." The imperial medicine bag tea sound bowed slightly.

"If you hear it, you hear it." Before Gen Yoriguang could speak, the Holy Son of Kamiya turned his head and suddenly said, "Don't bother with it, you kid."

If it were according to her usual habits, and Minamoto Raimitsu's understanding of the imperial medicine bag tea sound, she would often be very clever to act as a vase in the face of such a powerful person, and show her attitude by remaining silent.

But this time, the sound of the imperial medicine bag tea, but he rarely raised his eyes and looked directly at the holy son of Kamiya.

Probably touched the bottom line of her heart, or her delicate plan was overturned, she rarely lost her former retreat, and her eyes became extremely calm.

"You don't have to care."

She said this sentence very clearly.

So that everyone present did not expect.

Kamiya Seiko's gaze was deep, and he said meaningfully, "It's really grown up, Chayin."