Tokyo Tycoon, Start as a Writer

Chapter 123 Don't Let the Scumbag Mishima Cheat Your Money and Your Body
In the dojo of the Inagawa-kai, Xiaoxue held a plate of strawberries and ate them while talking to her sister about what happened in the morning.

"...Then, that old man named Ikezawa said that he would target Mishima and send him a book to snipe him. Mishima responded on the spot..."

After saying this, Xiaoxue lay on the tatami, laughing so hard that she fell backwards: "Sister, did you see the look on that old guy's face? He's so old that he's almost lost all his face, hahahaha..."

Listening to his sister's laughter, Arun browsed the comments on Twitter on his phone.

Based on those few words, I pieced together the scene in my mind: Ah Qing's talent and his boldness...

Just thinking about it makes me yearn for it.

"It's really strange, how could such a powerful person marry into the family?" Xiaoxue couldn't understand complicated things. While eating the washed strawberries, she began to fantasize, "Could it be that Sister Xiaolu forced him to do so? It's possible, Sister Xiaolu is so powerful..."

Thinking of that bright and generous woman, Arun felt a little discouraged.

She comes from a prominent family, is beautiful and generous, and graduated from a top university... I'm just a gangster's daughter, I can never compare to her.

After a moment, Arun suppressed his uncomfortable feeling and turned to look at his sister.

My sister was curled up in the kotatsu holding a plate of strawberries, her mouth full of juice.

"It's time for dinner." Arun said softly.

"Oh, I'm not very hungry." Xiaoxue picked up another strawberry and bit off half of it, then was glared at by her sister.

The strawberries were snatched away.

Arun put half a strawberry into his mouth, chewed it hard, swallowed it, and then said, "I told you it's time for dinner, so you should eat some fruit, or you won't be able to eat anything later!"

"I know~"

Xiaoxue shrank her neck.

She has been without a mother since she was a child and has always been with her elder sister. In her heart, her elder sister is like her mother.

Arun snatched the strawberries from his sister's hand, put them away, and sat on the tatami.

From time to time he looked at his cell phone, and from time to time he glanced outside the door, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Sister, you're not thinking about that scumbag again, are you?" Xiaoxue leaned over.

Arun put it down, smiled and touched her hair: "You two don't see each other very often, I really don't understand how you became enemies..."

"This hatred is so great! He almost snatched my sister away from Xiaoxue! Sister, he is not a good person at all, don't be fooled by him! How can a guy who has a family and maintains ambiguous relationships with so many women be a good person..."

Xiaoxue kept cursing and leaning towards her sister. "Sis has never been in love before, why do you have to think about that man now? Isn't it good for you to be with Xiaoxue forever? Xiaoxue has been with you since childhood and looks so much like you, aren't we a perfect match made in heaven? Sister, please don't like him and only like Xiaoxue..."

"I didn't say I like him." Arun smiled helplessly, his tone soft.

Xiaoxue immediately got up: "Really?"

"Even if I like him, it won't affect my love for you." Arun replied with a smile.

"No, I only like Xiaoxue. Xiaoxue is the one who likes me the most, and I also have to like Xiaoxue the most..."

My sister chattered non-stop, and Arun listened in silence for a long time, and finally just sighed slightly.

After a while, the younger sister looked over and found that her elder sister had the same expression as "No matter how romantic a man is outside, I will wait for him to come back home". She couldn't help but pursed her lips and advised: "Sister, don't think about it! Xiaoxue will always like you..."

Hearing this, Arun put away his emotions, reached out to hook his sister's chin, and said lovingly: "Okay, sister will wait for Xiaoxue to grow up and marry you."

"Yeah, it's a deal!" Xiaoxue looked serious, then came closer with a pout, "Kiss Xiaoxue first!"

"Nonsense!" Arun raised his finger and poked his sister's forehead.

Xiaoxue smiled shyly and asked softly, "Sister, you haven't kissed anyone before, right?"

"No." Arun shook his head.

"So, as long as Xiaoxue kisses me first, I'll be yours!" Xiaoxue's eyes lit up with fighting spirit as she came over, "Kiss, sister kiss..."

"Go away!"

"No, kiss, kiss~"

"You're so old, no need to kiss me!"

The adorable little sister and the gentle and quiet elder sister made a fuss on the tatami for a while.

The phone suddenly rang.

As soon as Arun saw the number, he immediately picked up the phone and put it to his ear, saying as he walked: "Hello? Are you here? Okay... I'll be right there."

Seeing her elder sister's eager steps to meet her lover, the younger sister frowned and snorted with gritted teeth: "Songzhi Qingxian, Xiaoxue and you will never reconcile!"

The nights are short in winter, and dusk has already fallen coldly at five in the afternoon.

Dusk fell, the faint sunset illuminated the snow-covered yard, and the sky gradually turned blue.

Arun walked along the path shrouded in dusk, feeling a little uneasy.

I thought about a lot of things in my heart, but the most important thing was that damn identity issue...

A lot of things happened around the end of last year, when "The Temple of the Golden Pavilion" was put on the shelves. Kiyoaki Matsueda had a lot of things to do every day and rarely went to the bar. For Arun, it was really uncomfortable not to see him for more than 20 days in a row.

If he didn't come in person, she wouldn't be able to find him. After all, that man... was a great writer with a family.

This situation bothered her a little.

News about him was everywhere on the Internet, on television, and in newspapers, but I could do nothing. I could only worry about what might happen to him from the periphery of public opinion. I went to Matsueda's house and Shinchosha several times, but I never saw him.

I was anxious, and felt that my behavior was sneaky and could not be seen in public...

On one hand, I am worried, and on the other hand, I feel ashamed of myself...

During that time, Arun always sat in the bar in a daze, with all kinds of worries in his mind.

Later, when they saw the bullied student fighting back, many people on the Internet clamored to ban Mishima. Arun's mind was confused, and he spent those days in a daze. He wished he could ask his old father to send people to kill all those guys!
He does nothing all day long but slander A Qing on the internet!

——You'd better die!

This kind of slightly vicious complaint was something that the gentle Arun had never made before.

Fortunately, Aqing finally took a big step over that hurdle. In the following days, "The Temple of the Golden Pavilion" experienced a reversal in public opinion and reputation, Mishima also became a "national great writer", and everything had a happy ending.

In the days leading up to Christmas, Arun also went to the vicinity of Matsueda's home. Seeing him and his family go out to buy Christmas supplies with a relaxed expression, he gradually calmed down and returned to the bar in Ginza, waiting for him to come over.

This feels really silly...

Every day she opens the shop early, sits at the bar with a cup of coffee, with a playful attitude of "I don't believe you won't come today", drinks coffee and reads a book, occasionally glances at the store door, and passes day after day.

This wait is until the New Year...

Amid the fluttering snowflakes, Arun saw the young man standing at the door from afar and smiled slightly.

I felt a little sad...

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It was a cold, gray winter evening.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Songzhi Qingxian arrived at Arun's home on time.

This place is located next to Hibiya Park, with good greenery. It is in front of a mansion full of ancient charm and shaped like a martial arts hall.

On both sides of the gate that one can drive directly into, there are two bald men in suits and leather shoes. Judging from their burly build and fleshy faces, they are definitely not good people.

but……

Kiyoaki Matsueda was really greedy when he saw their muscles.

Not a good person, but definitely a good laborer!

If this falls into his hands, he will beat them hard every day, making them unable to even walk...

With such evil thoughts, Kiyoaki Matsueda called Arun.

After waiting at the door for less than a minute, I saw Arun, wearing a kimono, walking out from the gradually darkening twilight.

A plain white kimono with a green embroidered belt.

A fur cape was draped over her shoulders, and clusters of plum blossoms were dotted from the front of the kimono to the bottom.

The long, shiny black hair was gathered up and tied into a simple bun with a white headband.

The figure is light and graceful, simple yet elegant.

When those watery almond eyes looked over, there was a hint of charm in them because of surprise.

That touch of feminine charm was quite stunning in Songzhi Qingxian's eyes.

He had seen many beauties, but he was still amazed by this one. Of course, it was because Arun herself was extremely beautiful, and her round face had a quiet and classical beauty, which combined elegance and simplicity, and she looked good with either heavy or light makeup.

Who wouldn't love a mother like this...

Thinking of this, Kiyoaki Matsueda couldn't help but laugh.

Arun, who had just come in front of him, also started laughing and covered his lips with the back of his hand embarrassedly.

Her eyes appear quite shy and reserved, and against the backdrop of the world full of snow, they only make people feel pure and beautiful.

Kiyoaki Matsueda walked forward and said, "Happy New Year."

"Well, Happy New Year." Arun also greeted gently.

Then he stopped talking and just looked at her quietly.

"What's the matter?" Arun asked softly.

"Oh, so beautiful!" Matsueda Kiyoaki exclaimed, looking her up and down. "When you wear casual clothes, you look smart and lovely. When you wear kimono, you are dignified, elegant, gentle and virtuous, just like a wife who lives a happy life."

"You are the married woman, I am not even married yet..."

Arun lowered his head slightly embarrassedly, turned around and showed him the belt knot on his back that looked like a bow.

According to Japanese customs, women who tie their kimono belts with a drum knot are married, while women who tie their belts with a bow knot are unmarried.

Looking at her graceful back and the bow that symbolized her pure virginity, Songzhi Qingxian's heart inexplicably had a few more charming thoughts. Then he was shocked by himself and cursed inwardly: "I must have been influenced by Xunzi..."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Arun looked back at him.

"It's okay. I haven't seen you for a long time. I feel happy." Kiyoaki Matsueda replied with a smile.

Arun felt the gentle smile and the sincerity in the eyes. He felt overjoyed and felt that all his waiting these days had paid off. He was very satisfied.

"Let's go in." Arun waved his hand.

"Is this a dojo?" Kiyoaki Matsueda looked at the building in front of him.

"Yes, the front yard is the dojo, and the back yard is where I live."

"What do they teach in the dojo?"

"Well, it's for reading, writing, and exchanging literature!" When saying this, Arun was too embarrassed to look at his face and just walked towards the door.

The bald men on both sides bowed and saluted: "Hello, Miss."

"Before going to bed tonight, remember to write a review of today's reading." Arun said with a straight face.

"..."

Looking at the constipated faces of those bald guys, Songzhi Qingxian was trying so hard to hold back his laughter that he almost hurt himself.

After entering the gate, there is a courtyard covered with snow.

Walking on the stone road, Songzhi Qingxian asked: "What does Arun's family mainly do?"

"Uh, security, finance..." Arun said calmly.

The so-called security is just collecting protection fees.

Finance, that is of course usury.

The Inagawa-kai has been trying to whitewash itself over the years and actively moving towards legitimate business, but there are still some shady activities that exist.

After walking through the courtyard, we arrived at a larger square.

Walk up the steps to the porch and push open the door, and you will see the large dojo.

A group of big men wearing judo or kendo uniforms all sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the books in their hands with murderous eyes.

After a quick look, I found all kinds of books there.

The person sitting in the innermost was a middle-aged man in his fifties with a serious expression. Next to him was a man in his early thirties, a well-mannered pretty boy.

Matsueda Kiyoaki recognized the middle-aged man as Arun's father.

The boss of the Inagawa-kai, Tsukimi Oo.

"Dad, this is Matsueda-kun, whom you met last time." Arun introduced him to his father.

"Hello." Matsueda Kiyoaki bowed.

"Why are you here again..." Yue Jianxiong frowned, feeling blocked in his heart.

He waved his hand, asking his daughter to come closer, and whispered, "Arun, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but our family can't afford him given his status. You have to be careful whether he is deceiving you or playing with your feelings..."

"Dad! He is not that kind of person!" Arun retorted unhappily.

"Even if he's not, he and you are not a good match. How could a literary giant fall in love with the daughter of a gangster?"

Tsukimiyo is a gangster who fought his way up from the bottom of society. He has been looked down upon by many upper-class people over the years. He knows that even a gangster boss like him is just a gatekeeper and a thug in the eyes of big shots and is not worthy of being in the upper class.

He undoubtedly loved his daughter very much in his heart, and didn't want her to be looked down upon by those people of high status, so he whispered to his daughter: "I know you are thirty years old, and it is time to hurry up and get married. Haven't I always told you that you should just marry Suzuki? Suzuki has been with me for more than ten years and is loyal to me. He has good conditions in all aspects, right? You have known him for more than ten years, and you know what kind of person he is. He is capable and can convince others, and he will definitely help you manage the club in the future..."

The old father tried to persuade him earnestly, but Arun didn't listen to a word he said.

This is not rebellion, but mainly because she really does not want to inherit her father's career and let her future children be labeled as yakuza like herself...As for Suzuki, forget it, she doesn't like him at all.

The father and daughter were whispering here, and there was a lot of murmurs below.

Everyone looked at the man brought back by the young lady. He was wearing a gray kimono with dark blue vertical stripes, which was just the right size for him. With a navy blue belt, he looked very elegant and handsome, a standard handsome man.

"Is this the young lady's boyfriend?"

"Of course. You've been in the club for more than ten years. When have you ever seen a young lady bring a man home?"

"And doesn't the young lady like men of letters the most?"

"Is this boy a scholar?"

"Of course, he is Mishima, the most popular writer now..."

"If nothing else, he's really handsome. Even I, a man, think he's good-looking..." Hearing these words, Matsueda Kiyoaki looked around and suddenly frowned.

Next to Yue Jianxiong, the pretty boy was looking at this side with gloomy eyes.

Seems to have bad intentions?

Did my appearance make him unhappy?
Anyway, Arun and his father were still talking, and Matsueda Kiyoaki had nothing to do, so he started to think about the rich associations of a writer...

This pretty boy might be the orphan of an old member of the gang who had made many achievements in battle. Arun's father adopted him as his adopted son and cultivated him with all his strength. The adopted son was also very hardworking and soon gained a foothold in the gang. He also received a promise from his adoptive father that he would marry his daughter to him in the future...

What an old routine! Isn't this the style that was used so thoroughly in the Hong Kong and Taiwan gangster films of the last century?

"Dad, don't worry about my business. I won't talk to you for now. I'll take him to the backyard."

"..."

Yue Jianxiong seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.

Arun didn't want to talk about this topic anymore and led Matsueda Kiyoaki to the backyard.

Before leaving, Matsueda Kiyoaki said goodbye politely: "See you later."

After they left the house, Arun said to him, "I'll take you home later. Xiaoxue will blame me in her heart again."

"No, she is obsessed with you."

"How do you know?"

"She seems to treat me as a love rival." Kiyoaki Matsueda smiled.

Arun rolled his eyes at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "What love rival or not, stop talking nonsense."

"Your father doesn't seem to welcome me very much."

"No, don't think too much about it."

"Will he pull me out of Tokyo Bay for land reclamation?" asked Kiyoaki Matsueda.

Arun chuckled and said comfortingly: "He wouldn't dare to do that before he could beat me."

The two walked towards the backyard in the twilight. The road was winding, and after passing through an archway, they arrived at a two-story villa.

It’s not very big, the small yard is clean and tidy, and the trees are trimmed meticulously.

It covers a large area and has a small pond, rockery and flower beds.

After entering the house, the sister who was lying on the sofa playing games looked up at Songeda Qingxian and snorted unwelcomelyly.

"Go make some tea!" Arun rolled up his sleeves.

Seeing that she was about to be beaten, my sister immediately jumped off the sofa and went to make tea obediently.

Kiyoaki Matsueda sat down on the sofa, looked at her and said, "Where did you go during the New Year?"

"I went back to Kyoto with my family. How about you?"

"At home, but I took a trip to Hokkaido."

"That's great." Arun smiled lightly and lowered his eyes: "Are you having a good time?"

"Of course I'm happy, but it's after the New Year, so I've become very busy." Matsueda Kiyoaki laughed and went straight into it when he found an opportunity. "Aren't we preparing to shoot a movie? Many things haven't been prepared yet, and I've been busy all day long..."

Everything he said seemed so far away from me.

Ah Run felt empty inside the whole time. He hesitated in his heart and said without any expectation: "If you need me, you can tell me..."

"Well, okay." Kiyoaki Matsueda said casually.

Arun smiled, but his eyes were somewhat dim, and he felt that he was so useless...

It seems like Kiyoaki Matsueda was born for literature. He is too dazzling for ordinary people.

He appeared on that rainy evening like a lost puppy, just a moment of frustration... How could such a perfect person like him not be loved? He would not belong to anyone, and he would disappear the same way he appeared...

Her eyes seemed a little lonely.

Kiyoaki Matsueda could clearly sense it, and it was not something that had just occurred now, but had existed before.

He didn't quite understand it before, but after listening to what Masako said, he finally understood the root cause of this situation.

He now has fame and money, and he no longer needs the people around him.

No longer need Oshima Yong to help deliver the manuscript...

There is no need for Kobayashi Midori to use internal referral quota anymore...

Of course, there was no need for Arun to comfort him when he was confused.

If they are not maintained, these people will most likely gradually fade away from his life.

This is not okay.

Life shouldn't just be about career, it should also be about friends and family.

Faced with the stagnation of his relationship with Arun, Matsueda Kiyoaki was not good at comforting him, so he said directly: "Due to funding issues, the staff I can hire is not enough. Some staff such as field management and security have not been found yet."

"Hmm?" There seemed to be light slowly appearing in Arun's eyes.

"I wonder if you can help me with this problem?" Kiyoaki Matsueda looked at her expectantly.

Arun was excited and his cheeks flushed slightly. "If it's just chores or security work, my people should be able to do it. They practice boxing in the dojo all day... No, studying all day is a waste of time. Why not let them help you?"

"As for salary, I may not be able to give too much." Matsueda Kiyoaki frowned, looking very conflicted, "Generally speaking, the hourly wage is 1100 yen..."

Arun chuckled and stroked the hair beside his ear: "Just give them 1000 yen a day!"

Songzhi Qingxian couldn't help swallowing his saliva: "Is it okay..."

A daily salary of 1000 yen is only enough to buy a bowl of ramen. This is pure exploitation!
"No problem, leave it to me, they will never complain!" Arun said firmly, with a determination in his eyes that he would sell out his own father for the man he loved.

This is actually not love-brained, but a kind of satisfaction that makes her feel needed.

With this feeling of being needed, she would be much more natural in her interactions with Kiyoaki Matsueda in the future... At least, as long as they were just ordinary friends, she wouldn't need to feel inferior because of the difference in status.

"If it's successful the first time, you can invest in my movies in the future." Kiyaki Matsueda said with a smile.

"Hmm~"

Arun nodded, then bit his lip and thought for a while, then stretched out his hand and stopped it in mid-air.

The five slender white fingers on the palm are really wanting to be held and played with.

Songzhi Qingxian understood and raised his hand to touch it.

"Snapped!"

Palms touching.

"Then let's integrate all our resources and do something great together!"

"it is good!"

Arun nodded heavily.

Looking at the handsome young man in front of her, her heart was filled with joy and her eyes became moist.

When Yue Jianxiong came over, he stood at the door for a while.

Witnessing them talking about a lot of cooperation content, the old father felt a twitch in his heart, fearing that his daughter would get carried away and give away the tens of billions of assets that her own father had accumulated over the past few decades... Does this count as a dowry?
Bah, what are you thinking...

"Arun, come here, I want to talk to you." Yue Jianxiong waved at the door.

"Wait for me." Arun said to Kiyoaki Matsueda and walked to his father.

"Arun, having talent is one thing, and having business talent is another. Don't just listen to him blindly on impulse." Yue Jianxiong said earnestly.

"Dad, I don't want to hear these words anymore!" Arun said with a serious look.

"..."

It is heartbreaking for an old father to see his daughter grow up and not be kept at home.

After silently glancing at the young man in the room, Yue Jianxiong turned and left, planning to ambush him in his own home.

Arun returned to the house and talked with Matsueda Kiyoaki for a while.

Seeing that it was almost time, Matsueda Kiyoaki stood up and said goodbye.

At this time, Yue Jianxue, who had been making tea for almost half an hour, finally came.

Arun glared at his sister unhappily. His sister pushed her from behind to prevent her from saying goodbye to the scumbag. Then she turned around and stuck out her tongue and made a face at Matsueda Kiyoaki, as if she had won the battle for her sister, and slammed the door shut.

"Sister, don't believe him about making a movie, he's just trying to trick you!"

"Ok?"

"He just has his eyes on my gang members and money, HeTui... If you continue to trust him, you'll lose both your money and your life!"

Arun just smiled.

Yue Jianxue pursed her lips and muttered, "Sister, if you continue to be obsessed, I will tell mom!"

My mother has passed away for many years. If I want to complain to her, I can only do so at her grave.

"Yeah, got it." Arun nodded, with the smile on his face all the time.

"Sister, I really have to tell mom..."

"Yes, sister knows..."

Seeing her sister's face full of the scumbag's soul being seduced away by the scumbag, Yue Jianxue wanted to pounce on her and bite her to wake her up.

"Sister~sister..."

"I know, I know... Hey, can I ask him for a role?"

"It's over, there's no hope for you..."

From the tightly closed door came the desperate wail of my sister.

It feels quite interesting...

Although both Xiaolu and Xiaoxue are competing with their brother-in-law for their sister, they have completely different personalities.

If we could live under the same roof in the future, who knows what kind of sparks would be created... Kiyokatsu Matsueda imagined it, smiled, and walked outside.

It was already dark by this time.

On a cold winter night, the darkness grows darker and darker.

There were not many people in the yard, the lights were dim, and the atmosphere was cold and quiet.

The calm pond, the sloping red railing bridge, the small stone lanterns...

A strong wind blew, and the dead leaves on the treetops fell to the ground with the wind.

The deserted path seemed even more desolate and eerie under the backdrop of this gloomy and evil wind. It seemed as if a killer might drop from the sky at any time.

"stop!"

A group of people suddenly appeared in front.

"...My premonition is really accurate!" Kiyokatsu Matsueda complained, looking at Tsukimi Osamu who was leading the group in front.

The gang leader came over with murderous aura, determined to teach this ignorant young man a lesson tonight.

"Hello, uncle." Matsueda Kiyoaki bowed slightly.

Yue Jianxiong walked over with a sullen face and a baseball bat in hand: "With your status, it's not appropriate to call me uncle!"

In the crowd behind, the pretty boy named Suzuki also nodded in a pretentious manner.
Songzhi Qingxian hesitated for a moment and said, "Then... hello, father-in-law?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "bang" sound, and I didn't know who slipped nearby.

The big men were all staring ahead in amazement, with expressions ranging from shock, disbelief, to absurdity.

Yue Jianxiong opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time, feeling very uncomfortable.

This kid who doesn't play by the rules used the words "Thank you for your hard work in raising one more child in the future" last time, which made him feel so choked up in the chest that he couldn't breathe for a long time.

"May I ask what you want me to do for you?" Matsueda Kiyoaki asked politely.

Yue Jianxiong stared at him, speechless for a moment.

As a man who started out as a fish seller in the local market and eventually became the boss of half of Tokyo's underworld, he has seen all kinds of storms and people from all walks of life. Apart from the two tigresses in his family, he has never been afraid of anyone in his life.

He is just a writer, not worth mentioning!

According to his assumption, Mishima would definitely tremble in fear and be thrown out of the house after being threatened by him...

And yet he was so calm?
All of a sudden, Yue Jianxiong felt very powerless, with his eldest daughter's intimidation still ringing in his ears, so he threw the baseball bat aside and looked at the young man in front of him helplessly: "Arun is a very traditional Showa girl. Although she was born in the Heisei era, she has not been corrupted by the ideas of the Heisei new woman."

The so-called Showa girls, of course, refer to the traditional Japanese girls of the "Yamato Nadeshiko" type.

They are gentle and conservative, and they take love very seriously. They need to start with confession and build up a relationship step by step. From mutual affection to establishing status, both require a process of warming up the affection.

The so-called Heisei new women naturally refer to "independent women of the new era."

Along with the all-round improvement in economic income, employment environment, etc., the status of women has been unprecedentedly improved since the Heisei era. Girls have begun to abandon traditional ideas, become passionate and unrestrained, and have more open ideas about choosing a spouse.

At the beginning, I only required the other party to have a high education, high income and tall figure.

Later, as feminist ideas grew, women began to advocate the idea that "a woman should have four boyfriends."

The errand man, the bill-paying man, the gift man, and the man who is truly your life together.

This outrageous demand was shattered along with the bursting of the economic bubble.

The overall environment is not good, men can't survive, who will spoil the little fairy...

Those new Heisei women were no longer popular overnight, and they had to lower their profiles one after another and return to being traditional good wives and mothers.

"Although Arun doesn't say it, he values ​​his status very much in his heart!" Yue Jianxiong looked at Songeda Qingxian and said very seriously, "Mr. Writer, you have to think carefully and don't let her down. If you are just playing around, I will kill you even if it costs me my life..."

"Hmm~"

On a snowy night, Songzhi Qingxian nodded heavily.

(End of this chapter)