Tokyo, 1991: Starting as a bank clerk

The words fell.

Miyamoto Soichi's expression froze instantly.

Throughout his life, Kiryu Yaya had seen all sorts of people and all sorts of expressions, but never had any face been able to express the emotions that Miyamoto Souichi was feeling at this moment.

He was clearly shocked by the news.

But the shock was fleeting, because no one could believe a young man's empty words.

Moreover, there are cases where people say they have been cheated on, and that the daughter they raised for over twenty years was not actually their child.

If this is true, it would be a disgrace to him, the managing director of Mitsubishi Bank, for the rest of his life.

If it's fake.

That would be an insult to him, no less than throwing a pile of cow dung in his face.

So that's why Miyamoto Souichi reacted at that moment.

First, it's absurd.

Secondly, he was furious, unusually furious. He looked at Kiryu Yaya, his jaw clenched.

If the young man had known he would hear these words before entering, he would never have let Kiryu Yaya in.

A trainee who has been with the company for less than half a year thought that he had joined the special investigation team and dared to go to the executive office and say such things to him?

On what grounds?

Based on those so-called personal channels?

At that moment, Miyamoto Soichi wanted to smash everything on the table—the documents, the pen, the teacup…

He threw it all at Kiryu Yaya and then yelled at him to get out of the office.

But looking at the calm face of the young man in front of him, Miyamoto Souichi suddenly hesitated again.

This hesitation was not due to doubt about the news, but rather to his wariness of Kiryu Yaya, a young man with an impressive resume.

He wasn't sure if this was Kiryu Yaya testing him or some kind of provocation.

Did he want to use the excuse of losing his composure to get the special investigation team to investigate him?

Miyamoto Souichi dared not gamble on that possibility. Therefore, he suppressed his resentment and stared intently at Kiryu Yaya, saying:

"Kiryu! Do you even know what those words mean?"

Kiryu Yaya looked up at the managing director in front of him, a hint of pity in his eyes:

"Managing Director Miyamoto, of course I know what I'm talking about, but precisely because I know the price of speaking out, I hope you will carefully consider the possibility of what I just said."

How could Miyamoto Souichi possibly believe that Sana, whom he had raised with such care, was someone else's child?

impossible!

That's absolutely impossible!

Looking at Kiryu Yaya in front of him, Miyamoto Soichi felt a mix of resentment and a sense of panic.

He was afraid that things were really as the young man said; he was afraid of losing his only daughter and of losing his identity as a father.

They were also afraid of bearing the shame of their entire lives.

Therefore, the panic in his heart at this moment only intensified Miyamoto Soichi's anger.

Please visit...to see the latest chapter! Address: dEqixs.oRg He slammed his hand on the table, then pointed at Kiryu Yaya:

"Thinking about what? Thinking about your utterly worthless joke?"

"It's Kiryu too!!"

"Leave this office right now, and I can pretend this never happened."

"But if you insist on spouting nonsense in front of me, then I'll have to call security to take you away!"

Kiryu Yaya sighed softly.

Although he had deliberately laid a lot of groundwork beforehand, for any unsuspecting man, being cuckolded is like a little boy encountering a fat man.

The phrase "a bolt from the blue" is no longer sufficient to describe it.

Under Miyamoto Souichi's gaze, Kiryu Yaya slowly stood up.

But instead of leaving the office as the executive director had requested, he took two steps forward and stood in front of Miyamoto Soichi.

"Managing Director Miyamoto, I didn't come here today to embarrass you."

"I'm saying this for only one reason: if it's true, you have the right to know; if it's false, you can simply treat it as a joke, kick me out, and continue living your happy life." After saying this, Kiryu Yaya paused slightly.

"If Managing Director Miyamoto wishes for the latter, then I can only apologize, because today—"

"I came here with solid evidence."

Seeing the confident expression on Kiryu Yaya's face, Miyamoto Souichi suddenly felt a little panicked.

For the first time, he wondered if the young man's words might actually be true.

But he quickly banished the idea from his mind.

Is Sana not his daughter?

How is that possible?!

Although from childhood to adulthood, Sana was always described by others as the one who looked like her mother.

but……

Miyamoto Soichi suddenly stopped.

Judging from appearances alone, Sana doesn't seem to resemble him at all? But soon, Miyamoto Souichi shook his head and laughed at himself.

What era are we living in?

Can you tell if a child is your own just by looking at them?

If that were possible, then half the women in Japan would be having children for other men.

Thinking about this, Miyamoto Souichi suddenly realized that his reaction just now was a bit of an overreaction.

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, then looked at Kiryu Yaya and snorted:

"evidence?"

He leaned back in his chair, regaining the composure befitting a managing director, and looked at Kiryu Yaya with a sneer:

"Kiryu-kun, you had better produce your so-called evidence, or I guarantee you'll stay in your current position for life, in my capacity as managing director."

Kiryu Yaya didn't say anything, slowly took out his phone from his pocket, and handed it to Miyamoto Souichi.

Upon seeing this action, Miyamoto Munechika was stunned:

"What are you doing?" Kiryu Yaya asked with a smile.

"Please dial your wife's number."

Although he had never met Mrs. Miyamoto, it was quite normal for the wife of a managing director of Mitsubishi Bank to carry a mobile phone with her.

Under Kiryu Yaya's calm gaze, Miyamoto Souichi's eyes slowly moved down and landed on the black cell phone.

Then he snorted:

"Kiryuu Yaya, what kind of trick are you playing? A phone call counts as evidence? Besides, my wife doesn't even know you!"

Kiryu Yaya continued with a smile:

"Wouldn't it be better if we didn't know each other? And Managing Director Miyamoto... don't you want to hear how your wife would react to my questions?"

Miyamoto Munechika paused for a moment, then said firmly:

"My wife would never betray me, no matter how you ask her."

As he spoke, he pressed the button on his home phone.

At this time, his wife should be preparing lunch, waiting for him and Sana to come home for dinner. *Beep—beep—beep—*

Just as the call was about to connect, Kiryu Yaya took the phone back.

A gentle female voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Feed? Who?"

Under Miyamoto Souichi's surprised and puzzled gaze, Kiryu Yaya lowered his voice and slowly spoke:

"Mrs. Miyamoto, you wouldn't want Managing Director Miyamoto to find out about your affair with Executive Director Sato, would you?"

The moment the words left his mouth, Miyamoto Soichi's pupils widened suddenly.