After my divorce, I became a Tokyo literary giant

Chapter 70: Queen Maki Returns to Her Domain

This literary reformist salon was held in a mansion adjacent to Tokyo Bay.

The guests entered the venue, some chatted in the spacious courtyard facing the bay, and some walked into the magnificent living room.

Servants carrying drinks walked briskly among them.

Tazaki Saku parked his car in a public parking lot on the block, opened the door and got out.

Maki Saionji turned her head and looked at the row of valuable vehicles in the parking lot with a subtle expression.

It is obvious that she has a clear understanding of herself.

Considering the current state of the Saionji family's decline and the dismal financial situation of the Aoba Society, she was not qualified to attend a salon of this scale.

She used to be the most beautiful woman among the Chinese and the queen of the publishing industry.

At this kind of literary salon, she is admired and followed by everyone.

But now, attending such occasions would only attract the envy of men and the jealousy of women.

You may even encounter some conspiracies and calculations.

After all, for a woman who has no power or wealth but is proud and stubborn, beauty is not necessarily a good thing.

"What are you thinking about?" Tazaki Saku came to her.

Saionji Maki turned her head and glared at him fiercely, then sneered, "I wonder how many disgusting men like you there are in this salon."

Tazaki Saku would not tolerate her and slapped her in the face.

After spending some time with her, he figured out a truth: to deal with this woman who may be tough in words but honest in body, if you can get physical, try not to argue with her too much.

"Crack~"

The cheongsam wrapped around her delicate buttocks created red ripples.

"You!" Maki Saionji glared at her.

Tazaki Saku continued to exert force, kneading and slapping her perky buttocks with his palms, and asked with a stern face: "Do you need me to teach you etiquette again before going in?"

Saionji Maki: “…”

I'm already 34 years old, and I'm still treated like a little girl. How embarrassing...

"Do you know you're wrong?" asked Tazaki Saku.

Saionji Maki nodded obediently: "Yes, I understand."

"You seem to be very insincere!" Tazaki Saku said dissatisfiedly.

Saionji Maki bit her lip, snorted softly, and begged for mercy: "I really know I was wrong. I will never scold you again and will definitely listen to you in everything."

"You're clearly not being sincere," Tazaki Saku said with a straight face. "When you spanked my palm before, didn't you tell me to behave properly when being spanked? You clearly don't realize your mistake now, and you're admitting it only to avoid punishment."

Hearing this, Xiyuanji Maki was shocked and thought that this man really holds a grudge...

Hadn't she just occasionally used family discipline on him during his three years in high school as an elder?

Besides, she didn’t hit me hard!
"You must admit your mistake sincerely." Tazaki Saku instructed.

Saionji Maki knew in her heart that he just wanted such a noble and cold woman like her to beg for mercy in a soft voice, revealing that kind of contrasting beauty.

She wanted to resist, but the situation was stronger than she was. She could only pretend to be pitiful and beg for mercy: "Can you please stop fighting? Someone is coming. It's so embarrassing..."

"You finally remembered to call me master. I'll let you go this time." Tazaki Saku gave her a final slap before letting her go.

After a snap, Maki Saionji let out a pleasant moan and cried out in pain.

Tazaki Saku reached out his hand.

Maki Saionji glared at him resentfully, stretched out her small hand wrapped in a white silk glove, and he held it.

The two walked towards the mansion by the sea.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening, and the temperature in Tokyo was relatively low on October nights.

The air is cool and feels like crystal on the skin.

Tazaki Saku was wearing a slightly retro suit, and Saionji Maki was wearing a cheongsam with a waist-hugging design. The cold wind made her lips red, which looked quite cute.

Noticing she seemed a little worried, Tazaki Tsukuru comforted her, "Remember, you're representing the Aoba Society in attracting reformist writers. At this salon, you must be the most dazzling queen, making everyone bow down at your feet."

Hearing this, Saionji Maki turned her head to look at him.

He is tall, handsome, and exudes unparalleled confidence.

Influenced by him, Maki Saionji also raised her proud swan neck and showed off her charming big chest.

She took his arm and walked gracefully towards the salon.

Before they even entered the venue, as soon as they reached the door, the two of them had already become the focus of the crowd.

In the yard, near the door, two writers, the president of a medium-sized publishing house, and a university professor, four men in their fifties were chatting.

Tonight's salon was initiated by Professor Fujimiya, a leader of the literary reformists, with the aim of allowing Mishima, a rising star who has been in the limelight recently, and some young reformist writers to interact and communicate with each other.

Let’s get to know each other so that we can take care of each other in the future.

In addition, some young writers whose contracts are about to expire or who have not yet signed with a publishing house will be encouraged to consider signing with Aobasha (this is Tazaki Saku's condition).

"Aoba Society, I thought it was going to go bankrupt."

"I heard there are only about twenty people left in the entire company."

"If it weren't for Mishima's appearance, and Aoba's sales of over 20 copies last month, it might have gone bankrupt..."

"Come to think of it, the president of Aoba Society and I are old acquaintances." An old writer smiled.

Several other people also nodded.

After all, he was a big shot in this circle and was quite familiar with the former queen of the publishing industry.

When Aoba Society was at its peak, everyone would praise her talents and abilities, and admire her beauty that outshone everyone else.

When Aoba Society fell into decline, people would only gossip about her private life. During her last few appearances at publishing industry social events, men with secret feelings for her lined up to seduce her.

Whether it was sweet talk or coercion and inducement, he just wanted to have a taste of this noble woman.

Although no one succeeded, it did not stop men from continuing to make up stories about her private life.

This is a very frustrating thing to say. Most men seem to find it difficult to admit that a single, independent, strong woman has such a thing as chastity.

Especially a strong woman who is gradually falling into decline.

Especially since this down-and-out strong woman has to support two younger sisters who are still studying.

After Maki Saionji stopped appearing in social situations, rumors spread in the publishing industry that she had become someone's mistress, and men continued to talk about her, criticize her, and belittle her at balls without her.

They were constantly jealous of each other, and occasionally inquired about each other, wondering who had turned the former queen into a canary in a cage...

Recalling the past, the old writer laughed and said without hesitation: "When the Aoba Society began to decline, I felt that this woman would definitely become the mistress of a great writer or bank president in the future."

"If Mr. Yamamoto says so, I'm going to believe it too." The president of the publishing house next to him also laughed.

Like many men, he had used threats and bribes to tempt Maki Saionji, but was ruthlessly rejected without even a hint of face.

It was precisely because the rejection at that time was so humiliating that even after so many years, these men still feel ashamed when discussing this woman, and thus cannot help but feel a slight hostility.

"Hey, that's..." The old writer suddenly looked outside the door.

The other three also looked over.

A beautiful, noble and cold face came into view.

She has extremely beautiful features, but everyone's first reaction when seeing her is not beauty, but a sense of arrogance and arrogance.

She was wearing a bright red Chinese cheongsam, her lips painted with red lipstick that most people couldn't pull off, and her jet-black hair was tied into an elegant bun, making her already tall figure look even taller and more oppressive.

European-style gate and corridor.

The marble floors complement the crystal chandeliers.

In the luxurious and elegant atmosphere, she walked in with her back straight, like a queen inspecting her territory. Her calm and noble temperament made people feel ashamed and dared not offend...

"It's Maki Saionji..." the old writer recognized her.

The other three also recognized him, and each of them was breathing heavily and their eyes were wide.

Their attention was attracted by the stunning Chinese cheongsam.

The cheongsam is tailored to fit the body perfectly, which is amazing.

The bright red background is embroidered with golden dragon scale patterns, which is gorgeous with a sense of dignity and majesty, making people want to worship her.

When she appeared in the publishing world twelve years ago, she was an independent, intelligent, extraordinary and charming woman. She was always surrounded by a group of outstanding men, but she always maintained the image of an unattainable queen.

Now she appears in social occasions again after several years.

Many people in the audience looked at her, and no matter whether they knew her before or not, they were all attracted by her in an instant.

If there were a real goddess in the world, she would probably look like this, right?

Maki Saionji walked into the venue with a calm demeanor and swept her eyes over everyone.

For a moment, the yard was silent.

Everyone is looking at her.

Maki Saionji turned her beautiful phoenix eyes and looked around the scene casually. From the amazement and awe in these people's eyes, she seemed to see the elegance of her own youth.

People who knew her before also compared her with her past.

Although she has grown from twenty-two to thirty-four, time seems to have not damaged her beauty. The passing of youth has only given her a more lovable mature charm.

The narrow and beautiful eyes, the high nose bridge, the aggressive aura, everything is perfect and impeccable.

The old writer who predicted that she would become someone else's mistress was the first to speak: "Long time no see, President Saionji."

Saionji Maki ignored him, looking at everyone present with a dim gaze. After a moment, she suddenly smiled and said, "I'm not the protagonist today. Let's go. There's no need to hang around me anymore."

Her voice was as cool as water, without her previous arrogance.

There seemed to be a feeling of being indifferent to fame and wealth and returning to peace in that voice.

But even though she said that, everyone still subconsciously paid attention to her, not only because of her outstanding beauty, but also because she was accompanied by the equally outstanding Tadaki Saku...

This tall and handsome young man held the hand of the former queen of the publishing industry.

The Queen disappeared for several years, and when she reappeared, she attended a social event with a person of the opposite sex... This scene made everyone present feel a little unreal.

Maki Saionji noticed the strangeness in their eyes and introduced Tazaki Saku to everyone.

"This is Mishima, the writer we signed with our agency."

"Good evening everyone, I'm Mishima." Tazaki Saku nodded with a smile.

It's a very handsome smile.

The handsome man in a retro suit has a casual and confident posture, and has the style of an innocent and carefree flag bearer of a regiment.

"So handsome~"

The suppressed cries of girls could be faintly heard from all directions.

When the men heard Mishima's name, they couldn't help but look at him a few more times, wanting to remember this up-and-coming writer who was currently in the limelight... Many of them were so jealous that they almost died after seeing him holding the queen's hand.

Hearing the girls' exclamations, Maki Saionji couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth slightly.

A beautiful female companion is a man's face, and a tall and handsome male companion is also a woman's face.

Maki Saionji had never had a male companion before, so of course she had no such experience.

Now that she was attending a social occasion with a male companion for the first time, the feeling of being envied by all the women in the audience greatly satisfied her vanity.

She felt a little elated, and as she walked over, she even subconsciously cast a threatening look at the women who were peeking at Tazaki Saku, as if to tell them: This man is mine, take your eyes off me!

(End of this chapter)