People in Hokage have become talkative people

Could it be Fugaku's conspiracy?

Soon, Yisheng ruled out this possibility and took the initiative to send his sister-in-law to take care of him. Fugaku should not be so generous yet.

"I'm going to see what's going on and keep an eye on the situation."

Yi Sheng flicked the ashes into the ashtray, got up and walked out the door.

"Ok."

Uchiha Qingxiu nodded repeatedly, fiddled with the remote control and muttered: "How despicable, even the patriarch's wife is plotting against him."

Issei suddenly turned back and slapped Uchiha Aohide on the back of the head.

"Ouch." Qingxiu was shocked.

Sheng Sheng nodded his ears and said, "Street boy, my ears are very good. Don't speak ill of me behind my back in the future."

"Brother Sheng, this is a compliment, a compliment."

Qingxiu Shiba Inu-like smile said: "Brother Sheng, don't you always say that despicability is the passport of the despicable, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble."

Uchiha Yisheng nodded with pleasure. It was rare that his younger brother kept his teachings in mind, and warned: "That's a good compliment. Don't praise me again in the future."

"Yes Yes."

Yisheng then opened the door and left the private room.

In front of the bar in the lobby, Uchiha Mikoto stood there with her hands folded on her lower abdomen. She was obviously not used to the decoration style of karaoke and was a little reserved.

Her skin is as firm and smooth as a flawless white jade, and her long dark blue hair hangs down her back so peacefully. She is dressed quite loosely and conservatively, but it can't hide her graceful and graceful figure.

"Madam." Issei waved to Mikoto and greeted her.

Seeing Issei walking out of the box, Mikoto's anxious heart finally calmed down, and she subconsciously took two small steps towards Issei.

Uchiha narrowed his eyes slightly, Mikoto's subconscious action was very intriguing.

When a person is in danger or a strange environment, if he suddenly meets a familiar person, he will instinctively become dependent on that person. This is the suspension bridge effect.

It seems that Mikoto is not adapted to the karaoke environment. Although this suspension bridge effect is very small, it seems that it can be used.

“I’m so sorry for bothering you while you’re at work, but I really can’t find anyone more trustworthy than you.

I hope you don't mind too much. "

Mikoto bowed slightly and apologized for the sudden visit. She had just heard from the front desk that she had been testing the acoustics of private rooms her whole life.

"How could you mind?"

Uchiha Yisheng smiled and said: "Everyone's surname is Uchiha. You help me and I help you. That's what we should do. Why should we be so polite as a family?"

"Yes, yes, a family."

Mikoto nodded in agreement, quite satisfied with Yisheng's answer. Although Yisheng was still holding a cigarette and seemed not very polite, she was actually very sensible.

"What business does Madam have with me this time? Does Chief Fugaku know?"

This is especially important to ask clearly. Logically speaking, Fugaku would not be happy for his wife to have private contact with him.

Mikoto's face stiffened, but then she quickly recovered, and whispered: "Fugaku doesn't know that I'm here to see you. I came mainly to ask you some personal questions, and it's not convenient for Fugaku to know..."

Isn't it convenient for Fugaku to know?

If even Fugaku hid it, it would be even more inconvenient for others to know.

Yisheng showed a clear expression, took the initiative to help Miqin, and motioned for Mikoto to follow him, "This is not the place to talk, madam, come this way, we will talk in detail in the box."

The moment her arm was touched by Yisheng, Mikoto's body trembled slightly and felt uncomfortable. She was stunned for a moment and then laughed at herself in her heart. She was really too sensitive.

She is already a mother of two children, and she is old and yellow.Besides, they are all children of the world, and they will always be their juniors throughout their lives, so they deserve support.

"Thank you, I'll just go by myself."

Mikoto pursed her lips, freed her arm from Yisheng's hand without leaving a trace, and followed Yisheng step by step.

In the box, Qingxiu was slightly startled when he saw Yisheng leaving and coming back. Then he saw Mikoto following Yisheng, and knew that the two of them probably had something to talk about.

"I'm going out to watch the scene."

Without thinking, Qingxiu quickly stood up and left the private room. He glanced at Mikoto as he walked past her. Could it be that the boss had even instigated Fugaku's wife to rebel?

"Snapped."

The door was drawn shut.

Mikoto became even more embarrassed, and a blush crept up her neck under her collar. It was already a bit ambiguous for a man and a woman to live together in a confined space, and Qingxiu's look just now was even more arousing.

Sheng Sheng put out the cigarette in the ashtray, turned on the exhaust fan, took the initiative to sit on the corner of the sofa, and patted a position away: "Madam, sit down."

Mikoto nodded slightly, lifted the front of her long skirt, and sat half a meter away from her. She finally felt calmer. This distance gave her a sense of security.

Yisheng leaned over to pick up the teacup and teapot on the coffee table and poured water. "Madam, I can now say that this private room has very good sound insulation. I often discuss business here with my business friends."

"Ah."

Mikoto responded, hesitated for a moment, organized her words, and whispered: "You must not tell anyone what I told you.

Yesterday, I found something in Fugaku's pocket, something we don't usually use. I also smelled the smell of tobacco and alcohol on his clothes.

I just want to know if Fugaku behaves weirdly, and if he has been with some less serious people..."

At this point, Yisheng already knew what the situation was: he suspected that Fugaku was having an affair and wanted to catch him.

I have experienced similar things more than once in my previous life, either helping my brother or elder brother to cover up, or helping my elder sister-in-law to catch an adulterer, it all depends on which side pays more.

But it was Mikoto who was the first to speak so implicitly and in such a calm mood.

"Ma'am, you might as well speak more plainly." Issei interrupted Mikoto's vague narration.

Mikoto was at a loss for words. Of course she knew how to say it more bluntly, but now she just doubted that if she said it too clearly and found out that it was just a misunderstanding, wouldn't it chill Fugaku's heart?

"Okay, let me ask. Madam, just answer."

Uchiha didn't care whether Mikoto agreed with his proposal or not, and asked straight to the point: "Madam, do you suspect that Chief Fugaku is cheating?"

Mrs. Mei frowned slightly, as if she was hesitating. After a moment, she nodded and admitted that she did have doubts about Fugaku.

"Grass!"

Yisheng yelled: "Fugaku is really nothing. If I had a wife as beautiful as Madam, it would be too late to love her every day.

This bitch is good, but he still has an extramarital affair. "

"Keep your voice down, keep your voice down."

Mikoto turned pale and hurriedly covered Yisheng's mouth. Can she shout about this?

"I'm so excited."

Issei took off Mikoto's hand and continued to spurn Fugaku with righteous indignation: "It's all Fugaku's fault. He has eyes that don't recognize gold and jade. He turned a blind eye to such a beautiful wife."