I created a foundation

His eyes fell on the message board on the wall.

On the message board, a pink sticky note is fixed with a cute cat paw magnet.

On the paper, there was a passage written in an elegant and mature handwriting.

Next to it, there is a playful little heart with its tongue sticking out.

"To the cutest Eriri:"

"Mom and Dad suddenly remembered that today is our important wedding anniversary! So we decided to go out and enjoy our own world, a romantic candlelight dinner date, and we won't be back tonight!"

"Dinner and housework are up to you! Please treat the guests well!"

"Love you, Mom."

Lin Qing's gaze lingered for a moment on the sentence "Please treat the guests well."

He could even imagine the sly smile on the face of the legendary lady with a unique personality as she wrote this sentence, as if she had succeeded in playing a prank.

It turned out to be the case.

From the very beginning, this carefully planned hunt was not carried out by the hunter alone.

Behind her stands the most powerful support.

A god-level assist who can see his daughter's thoughts clearly and step in without hesitation to clear all obstacles for her.

In this gamble, Eriri bet everything she had.

And her mother, behind her, quietly bought the entire casino.

What more can a husband ask for when his wife is like this?

With a mother like this, daughter...

An irrepressible, faint smile appeared on the corner of Lin Qing's mouth.

Ying Lili in his arms seemed to have noticed something from that brief pause.

Carefully, she lifted her eyes a little from his arms, followed his line of sight, and saw the familiar note that hadn't appeared before she left.

The moment I saw the above content clearly.

"boom--"

Her mind was blank.

That pretty face, which was already as red as blood, was now even redder and seemed to be dripping with blood.

Mother……

How could mom do this!

Now... now I really can't wash myself clean even if I jump into the Yellow River!

If everything that happened before could be barely excused by the excuse of "sex after drinking".

Then the existence of this note is completely confirmed. This is a long-planned honey trap by a mother and daughter!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Eriri screamed silently in her heart, and the last string of sanity completely broke.

She gave up thinking and struggling.

She buried her face again with such force that it seemed as if she wanted to merge her entire being into Lin Qing's body.

Anyway...anyway, there is no situation more embarrassing than this.

So be it.

Destroy it.

hurry up.

Feeling the self-destructive stiffness of the girl in his arms, Lin Qing's smile deepened.

He no longer had any hesitation.

He hugged her, turned around, and walked back to the pink world full of girlish dreams.

He walked to the bedroom door.

This time, he didn't turn the doorknob with his hands.

He simply raised his foot and, with the tip of his shoe, gently pushed the half-open door.

"Squeak-"

The girl's absolutely private area was opened to him without reservation.

Lin Qing held the spoils in his arms, which had completely given up resistance, and walked in calmly.

His figure disappeared behind the door.

Followed by.

The door that was pushed open slowly and automatically closed again.

"Click."

A soft sound.

The world is isolated.

Chapter 151: Uncontrollable curiosity, night encounter

There was dead silence in the living room.

Only from the direction of the bedroom on the second floor could faintly hear some sounds that were deliberately suppressed but still could not be completely covered up.

The sound was like the whimpering of a kitten in its sleep, with a staccato, heart-racing tremor. Each syllable was like an invisible needle, precisely piercing Kasumigaoka Utaha's eardrum and then piercing her already shattered heart.

She lost.

From strategy to action, from determination to the courage to fight to the end, she lost to the blonde loser whom she had always despised, who could only disguise himself with tears and weakness.

A crushing defeat.

Lost miserably.

The restaurant's luxurious crystal chandelier emitted a cold yet bright light. The light fell on the half-finished glass of red wine in front of her, making the blood-red liquid appear even more eerie.

The surface of the wine reflected her own pale, bloodless face and a pair of empty eyes that had lost all their luster.

anger?

Not willing?

These emotions seemed to have become distant and vague. When the feeling of humiliation reached its peak, all that was left was a cold, numb, dead silence, as if the soul had been ripped out.

She just sat there quietly, like an exquisite doll that had been carefully carved by a craftsman but abandoned in a corner.

The sounds coming from upstairs were still coming intermittently.

That voice was tinged with Eriri's unique, slightly nasal tone. However, at that moment, the usual arrogance and stubbornness were gone from that tone, leaving only a completely crushed, blushing charm.

Every slight tremor seemed to be mercilessly mocking her failure.

Laugh at her self-righteousness.

Laugh at her pretentiousness.

Laugh at her ridiculous pride in being a talented writer.

Kasumigaoka Utaha held the wine glass, her knuckles turning slightly white from the strain. The cold glass sent a chill through her, but it was not even a fraction of the chill she felt in her heart.

Her brain was racing.

Rehearsal.

deduction.

analysis.

This was her instinct as a top creator. She forced herself to calm down and analyze every detail of the hunt to find the root cause of her failure.

Sawamura Spencer Eriri...

That guy had set an irresistible trap from the very beginning.

She used her best skill, "weakness", as bait, and her unconscious drunken appearance to paralyze her only and biggest competitor.

She had calculated that she would come.

She even calculated that he would send her back to the room out of a victorious mentality.

And the last "confession" is a stroke of genius.

That wasn't an impulse, but a long-planned gamble. She staked all her dignity, shame, and future on that one sentence.

Or, he would be ruthlessly pushed away by Lin Qing and become a complete laughing stock.

Or, get everything.

How crazy.

How bold.

Compared with this, his so-called schemes, his verbal tests and confrontations, seemed so childish and ridiculous at this moment.

I am like a self-proclaimed smart chess player who carefully arranges the chess game, but does not realize that the opponent has overturned the entire chessboard from the very beginning.

The most terrifying people are those who don't play by the rules.

Kasumigaoka Utaha slowly closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes cast a dark shadow under the light.

She deserved to lose.

but……

Why……

Why is there still an uncontrollable curiosity in my heart that is as raging as wildfire?