I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

Yoshiko grabbed Kirishima Chiho's hand and said, "Aren't you going to watch TV? You've already studied hard enough, why do you still want to study? Why don't you rest for a while first, and then have a good night's sleep after you eat?"

"We'll talk about studying tomorrow."

She said she was very decisive and wouldn't let Kirishima Chiho go.

I absolutely love it.

Kirishima Chiho felt extremely guilty and ashamed.

She felt like she could barely breathe.

She said softly, "Mom, I'm going outside to get some fresh air."

"Great! Going outside for some fresh air and relaxation would be wonderful."

As Yoshiko said this, she finally let go of Chiho's hand.

She finally smiled after watching Chiho walk away.

After glancing at the soup simmering in the pot, Yoshiko finally made another phone call.

The call was to Noda's mother, and she complained to her about what had happened that day.

And there's the summer mist boat.

"You're telling me, an orphan with no parents and no possessions, is worthy of being my daughter's lover?"

"My daughter almost lost control because of him!"

"He deserves to die!"

Yoshiko Kirishima said angrily.

"Is that so?" said Noda's mother. "Then what did you do?"

"Of course, it's just like what I told you before: just treat her well and don't mention anything about controlling her. Just be a normal mother and quietly give your all."

Yoshiko thought to herself with pride, "If I do this, she'll definitely be incredibly moved."

"By the way, did you see the video I just sent?"

Noda's mother said, "I saw it, she really is a good child."

"Of course she's a good girl. She was just sad for me and cried for me."

Yoshiko said smugly, "Doing it this way is really effective!"

"By the way, did you do that? How was the result?"

Noda's mother looked somewhat troubled: "The effect isn't very good."

Yoshiko said with some dissatisfaction, "Did you really do that?"

“Of course that’s how it is,” Noda’s mother hurriedly explained. “My child is not as sensible, obedient, or filial as Chiho. Even if I work myself to death, he will still ignore me. I simply cannot control him.”

Jiazi felt a little relieved, and then she said with a smile, "It's not that my method is wrong. Maybe it's because of your child that the method is not working. Chiho is very sensible. If your child is an ungrateful child, this method will not work."

Noda's mother smiled awkwardly and agreed.

But in her heart she was thinking, "If you hadn't married a good husband and had a good daughter, would you still dare to do this?"

If you dared to treat my child like that, that brat would have slapped you across the face long ago. You could work yourself to death and still not achieve that result.

It's because Chiho is a good girl!

Chiho Kirishima stood outside the door, not going anywhere. She simply watched the sky turn from dusk to night.

"I know she's doing this on purpose; I know she's deliberately showing it to me."

"But the love might be fake, but the tenderness was real. And yet it makes my heart ache so much."

"I am still filled with guilt, and I am still in unbearable pain."

"Perhaps Xia Wu already knew this would be the outcome, which is why he reacted that way after school."

"I—I've disappointed Xia Wuzhao again, as expected."

"I wish I wasn't a good kid."

Chapter 119 The jagged spikes on its back

Chiho Kirishima stopped daydreaming.

—Because reality is so painful, if you keep getting hurt, you'll get hurt less when you're covered in wounds and scabs.

But fantasy can undo all the progress made before.

The more you fantasize about happiness, the more unbearable reality becomes.

Every time you fantasize about happiness, the next time you are hurt, you will suffer even more pain.

She felt the wind blowing as she watched the moon emerge from the clouds, casting a hazy glow.

What are you doing here?

Toshio Kirishima got out of the car and looked at his daughter, asking her a question.

He waved his hand again and told his driver to drive the car away.

"Dad, I'm just here to enjoy the breeze."

Kirishima Chiho said softly.

"Oh?" Kirishima Toshio found it strange; "Your mother finally let you out today?"

"Ah."

Chiho nodded gently.

"Your mother sometimes does things like this on purpose." Kirishima Toshio didn't seem to mind, and simply asked Chiho, "Have you been having a good time at school lately?"

"I'm still quite happy," Chiho replied softly, prompting Kirishima Toshio to shake his head. "Speak louder and more confidently next time."

After Chiho nodded in agreement, Kirishima Toshio told her not to stand there any longer and that it was time to go back.

When she entered, Yoshiko was just standing.

Toshio Kirishima noticed the wound on Yoshiko's knee and the hole in her clothes.

His expression was rather unpleasant, and Yoshiko quickly explained why he looked like that.

After listening, Toshio Kirishima nodded calmly.

"The food is all ready. Today's meal is special!" Yoshiko praised her contribution to Toshio Kirishima, but Toshio Kirishima didn't seem particularly pleased.

While watching Yoshiko bustling around, Toshio Kirishima chatted with his daughter.

"Tell me about what's been happening at school lately, Chiho."

As Toshio Kirishima ate his meal, he realized it had been a long time since he had spoken to his daughter.

"Okay, Dad," Chiho replied, telling her father about school.

Most of it is just ordinary daily life, what I did today, and what I encountered.

It was quite dry and boring, but Toshio Kirishima listened attentively.

He nodded from time to time.

Chiho would occasionally talk about her teachers, especially Jun Yokokawa. Among a group of strict and fierce teachers, Jun Yokokawa, who was kind and friendly, seemed quite unusual.

Toshio Kirishima nodded and said, "Do you like this teacher?"

"Yes, this teacher is very good," Kirishima Chiho said with a smile.

“Sometimes, I’ll invite the principal to dinner and talk about this,” Kirishima Toshio said casually. “I’ll give her a promotion and have her take better care of you.”

Chiho smiled slightly, indicating that she understood.

"Are there many tutoring classes lately?" Toshio Kirishima said, "If you're tired, don't go."

Yoshiko heard this and felt somewhat unwilling. However, she didn't say anything and just kept looking at Kirishima Chiho.

"It's alright," Kirishima Chiho said softly, which relieved Yoshiko, who had been busy in the kitchen.

But seeing the happy father and daughter, she couldn't help feeling jealous.

"Toshio has never been this patient with himself before."

This jealousy even twisted her, making her grit her teeth.

But she just smiled and came over with the dishes.

"What are you talking about? You all seem so happy."

Yoshiko maintained a polite smile as she questioned the two people.

Chiho explained that it was about tutoring classes, and Yoshiko frowned slightly and said, "Tutoring classes are necessary because only by working hard can one maintain excellence."

Toshio Kirishima frowned: "Why do you still think that way? My daughter doesn't need to work so hard. It's going too far."

Yoshiko said somewhat humbly, "It is precisely because she is your daughter that she needs to become outstanding. Only in this way will she not be ashamed."

"Besides, didn't I already give her the day off today? Tonight, she didn't have a single second of study time. I've already done all that, what more do you want?"

She spoke pitifully, which displeased Toshio Kirishima.

But after glancing at his daughter, he said listlessly, "Fine, do whatever you want."

He pointed at Yoshiko and said, "I really don't know where you got these ideas from."

Yoshiko felt wronged but gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Seeing this, Chiho said with difficulty, "Dad, I can still finish my tutoring classes. It's okay."

Yoshiko immediately said proudly and boastfully, "See? Chiho is such a good kid. Tutoring classes are a piece of cake for her."

Toshio Kirishima told Yoshiko to shut up.

Yoshiko was somewhat unconvinced, but she could only keep quiet.

The atmosphere at the dinner table grew increasingly tense, making Toshio Kirishima feel both annoyed and irritable.

The chopsticks making a crackling sound when they poke into the bowls and plates only adds to the irritability of the atmosphere.

However, Yoshiko couldn't help but bring up the driver's matter.

"We should just fire him; he has absolutely no sense of hierarchy."

Toshio Kirishima glanced at Yoshiko and said, "He's an elderly man who works from home, and he always prioritizes safety when he drives."

This was meant to be an explanation, but Yoshiko still sounded angry.

She complained about her social struggles, but then said, "Their sons are all good-for-nothings, so what right do they have to speak? I just need to bring out the daughters I've raised, and they all have nothing to say."

"Right, my dear daughter?" Yoshiko said with a smile.

Kirishima Chiho gave a reluctant reply.

Yoshiko boasted about her culinary skills and explained exactly how many ingredients she used.

The contents of Yoshiko's bowl were clearly of lower quality.

She replied, "This is enough for me."

They looked truly pitiful.

Kirishima Chiho pursed her lips and looked down at her bowl.

Toshio Kirishima said, "From now on, if I want to eat something, I'll buy more ingredients, and I can just give these things to the dog."

Yoshiko quickly replied, "I've always been frugal since I was little, and I love these things. Besides, these things are perfectly fine, how can I throw them away?"

Her words made the atmosphere at the dinner table extremely awkward.

Just then, a maid came over and said that someone had delivered flowers outside.

Toshio Kirishima frowned and told her to bring the flowers over.

After taking the flowers over, I realized they weren't delicate flowers at all.

There are only four kinds of flowers: chamomile, baby's breath, Australian wintersweet, and starflower. It looks quite nice.

Yoshiko looked at it with a hint of surprise and said, "Toshio, is this a surprise for me?"

The maid said, "Madam, the florist said this is for a girl."

"Looks like these flowers are for you, Chiho."