433, people... It's always after you've done something wrong that you wake up

"I've been in control of the Cold Spring family for almost twenty years..." As I saw the Cold Springs family returning to its former glory little by little, I didn't expect to meet my lifelong enemy in a rural place like Tokyo..."

Takuya Aramura's eyes became a little strange.

Should you be a native of Kyoto? At this time, Tokyo is still called a "rural place", and I still look down on Tokyo, the largest city in Japan...

"Sakura Masafumi..." At the mention of this name, the back of Leng Quan's hand couldn't help but burst with green tendons, "This person is simply the thickest skinned person I've ever seen in my life..."

Looking at Toshiyuki Leng Quan's appearance, I guess Sakura Masafumi did a lot of excessive things to him back then...

Takuya Aramura thought so.

"Although I despise his various behaviors, there is one sentence from him that I think makes a lot of sense..." Leng Quan Toshiyuki didn't know what to think, and his clenched hand loosened again, "He said [Toshiyuki, you will never be able to win against me, and you are willing to sell everything for a little seemingly rich profit, your character is too bad]"

"At first, I just thought he was provoking me, but now that I think about it, there's nothing wrong with what he said... I didn't expect it... In the end, the one who knows me best is my sworn enemy... It's ironic..."

Takuya Aramura was bored, so he picked up a few tea leaves, poured them into a slightly larger teacup, and picked up a small stone pestle and grinded it.

Tilting his head to look at Mao Mi of Cold Springs.

She didn't move, and she didn't seem to have recovered from the shock of what Toshiyuki Ryoizumi had said.

Lowering his eyebrows, Takuya Aramura put the powdered tea leaves into a small teacup, then poured two-thirds of the hot water and pushed it in front of her.

Knock knock!

The desktop rings.

Mao Mi Ryoizumi raised her head and looked at him blankly.

Takuya Aramura withdrew his hand from knocking on the table, "Cold Spring, you're done with your tea, drink this cup."

Cold Spring Mao Yang Mei was stunned for a long time, picked up the teacup, and took a sip like a robot.

A bitter taste penetrated her taste buds and stimulated her facial features.

"Are you awake?" Takuya Aramura asked.

"Thank you, senior..." Instead of spitting out the liquid in her mouth that she didn't know if it was tea or something else, she swallowed it stiffly, "It's much better..."

"Mao Yangmi." Toshiyuki Ryoizumi reached out and grabbed her arm.

Cold Spring Mao Yang Mei subconsciously struggled a few times.

She doesn't know how to deal with this man she has regarded as an idol since she was a child, so to speak, he killed her mother.

Leng Quanminzhi's eyes sank, his face changed slightly, and his five fingers trembled and let go a little bit.

After withdrawing his hand, he shook his head in a slightly dejected position, "Hehe... Retribution..."

"Father—" Shinichiko Ryuzumi looked at him with an extremely complicated look.

Takuya Aramura looked at the three of them, and the fingers of his left hand were on the plaster cast of his right hand and clicked.

Man... It's always the time to do something wrong before you wake up...

Leng Quan Toshiyuki seemed to be a little old again, and said in a low tone, "Okay, you all go back, I need to continue my meditation." ….

"Father." Shinichiko Ryoizumi reached out to him, but didn't catch anything.

Toshiyuki Ryoizumi shrank back into the corner, his back to the crowd.

"Let's all go out, Machihiko, I still need you to negotiate with them on the side of Nakagomon... I'm sorry to leave such a big mess for you to deal with, my father is an irresponsible person, more than twenty years is, and now is... But I still want to be cheeky and ask you, you must protect the Cold Spring family..."

After speaking, he stopped talking, like a broken clay Buddha statue.

"Let's go, it doesn't make much sense to stay here." Takuya Aramura said as he walked out of the tea table, came to the back of Mao Mi Cold Spring, and gently tapped her shoulder, "Cold Spring, let's go."

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Mao Mi Ryoizumi turned her head to look at the figure in the corner that had fallen into darkness for a while, stood up, and followed behind Takuya Aramura with Mutsu Aoiaki.

Really... She still can't take it easily...

Shiihiko Ryoizumi let out a long sigh, bowed deeply to Toshiyuki Ryoizumi, and also stood up, following Takuya Aramura out of the tea room.

The door is closed.

Mao Mi Ryoizumi couldn't hold on any longer, and fell headlong into Takuya Aramura's arms, her arms tightly wrapped around his slender waist, and her back rose and fell violently.

Takushi Aramura didn't push her away, just let her hold her.

"Are you feeling okay?"

"I don't know..."

"Tired?"

"Hmm..."

"Then let's go back to our room and rest."

"Okay..."

Shinichiko Ryozumi's face was not very good-looking, he patted Manami Ryozumi's back, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word after holding it for a long time.

"Miss, Aramura Senpai, Young Master Shikahiko... Ahem... Master, that—" Mitsu Aoi Aki broke the dull atmosphere, "Although it's a bit out of place to say this now... But... What are we going to do with the Nakayumen family?"

As soon as he mentioned this, the expression on Shinichiko Ryozumi's face became even more ugly, "There is no way yet, the most important thing now is how to say the dissolution of the marriage contract without hurting the relationship between the two parties."

"The Gomon family doesn't know about this?" Takuya Aramura asked.

"That's right." Shinichiko Cold Spring nodded, "And the reaction of the Mito family in the last two days is also very strange, it stands to reason that the head of the Leng Spring family has taken over, and the Mito family should come over as the family that is about to marry, but they haven't moved at all..."

"Is the eldest young master of the Nakayumen family back in Japan?"

"Well, I received the news that you came back the day after you took Mao Mi."

"Is his name Mitsuyo Nakamon?"

"How do you know?" Shikihiko Ryuzumi couldn't help but turn his head sideways to look at Takuya Aramura, "Mao Yang Mei told you?"

Taku Aramura didn't answer his question, but just said to himself, "Leave this matter to me."

"What?" Shinichiko Ryoizumi had an incredulous expression.

"I'm going to go back tomorrow, and I'll have a dubbing job the day after tomorrow..." Takuya Aramura still ignored him, "Just tomorrow morning, I'll go to Nakagomon's house."

Shiichihiko Ryoizumi was about to say something, but the door of the tea room was suddenly pushed open, interrupting what he hadn't had time to say.

Mutsu Jihiro walked out of the room, closed the door, and moved his gaze directly to Michinoku Aoiaki.

"Uhhhhh Father..."

"You took my ribs?"

"Uh..."

"Where do you want to go?"

"Hmm..."

Mutsu Osahiro stepped forward and grabbed Mutsu Oku Aoiaki's shoulder, and pulled her hard to pull her directly to his side.

Seeing his calm eyes, Mutsu Aoi could already predict his next tragic fate.

"Young Master Shikahiko, Miss Mao Mi, and Mr. Aramura, I have some things to deal with with Aoi Aki, so I'm out of company first." Mutsu Osahiro saluted the three of them to Takuya Aramura, and then pulled Mitsu Oku Aoi Autumn forward and turned a corner, disappearing.

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