Ms. Morita and Mr. Atobe

Facts have proved that Xiaojing's original worries are unnecessary, yes, unnecessary.

Now she can already guess what Atobe's mood is to face her sadness some time ago... probably, to tease the cat.

Facts are always so cruel when the truth comes out.

Originally, it was always kept deep in my heart that Atobe had some kind of negotiation with his uncle, such as sacrificing the interests of his father, so that the Atobe family could fully join forces with the Morita family, but now it seems that he is still too naive.

"Compared with this, why can't I find someone who is more familiar and more sure?" When Xiaojing asked Atobe why he signed the document with his uncle, Atobe smiled very gently, and this kind of tenderness made Xiaojing Couldn't help shaking.

I thought it was just a temporary rhetoric, but I didn't expect Atobe to really do this.

In the past, Xiaojing had always had great confidence in the Morita family. Although the family was not huge, it was still powerful, so he was very surprised to learn that his uncle was short-lived when he was the head of the family.

The three men in the Morita family actually do not interfere with each other at work. Everyone has their own area, but the second uncle is nothing more than that. Xiaojing never thought that the uncle who always looks serious is also there A little short of the family.

When Xiaojing told about his accident, Atobe obviously wanted to laugh, "Not only that, although it's a bit rude, but your family is actually relying on your sister for support now."

Koi raised his head and looked at Atobe, a little hesitant.

In other words, in fact, the three men in the Morita family do not have this talent.He doesn't know about others, but his father was indeed very strict at the beginning, but he didn't make the company better until his sister took over.

But this sounds too ridiculous, who would believe it?

Atobe shook his head, "It seems that your elders never told the 'legend' of the Morita family."

"Legend?" Xiaojing wanted to laugh a little. This kind of unreliable sounding thing is unnecessary.

Atobe's expression was a little subtle for a moment, "Ah, it is said that the Morita family was developed by women... If you calculate it this way, there have been no women in the Morita family for three generations from you and your sister."

Xiaojing suddenly thought of his uncle and second uncle, the unexplainable expression every time he saw his sister, and those unexplainable things.

Why did my father raise my sister so strictly, and why did I give it to my sister so reassuringly?

No matter from which point of view, the elder sister is still too young, and gender is indeed very important in R country, but the father can also give everything to the elder sister and Morita He with determination.

In this case, the matter becomes that the father is actually the provocateur.

Why did my father bring two people back to his home only during the Chinese New Year? Why did my father hurriedly send himself to study in other countries since he was a child.

Without Atobe's reminder, Xiaojing can guess it.

The father with two daughters, while secretly rejoicing, also felt uneasy.Or it is very possible that when the sister was born, the uncle may have asked for adoption, but the father refused.

The two daughters obviously have too big goals, and they are also worried about what to do if something happens to both of them, so one is raised strictly in country R, ​​and the other is raised in a different country since childhood, keeping her whereabouts secret.But one thing is the same, both of them must be studying finance.

By the time I graduated from university, my sister's position had already been secured, and I didn't need to exist as a substitute. So at this time, in order to prevent power struggles, the best way was to marry off my second daughter.

As Xiaojing thought about it, his thoughts became clearer, but his heart became colder.

Of course, the person who gets married cannot be an ordinary person. After all, it would be best if he can make a profit. Then, who is studying finance, can he find a more reliable backer than Keigo Atobe, the only son of the Atobe family?

"So, I can be regarded as one of the interests." Xiaojing said.

This may also be the reason why Atobe firmly refused marriage at the beginning. According to Atobe's personality, besides not wanting to accept family marriage, there is another one. of.After all, a proud person like Atobe will probably have thoughts like "Lao-management is already very good, another one is looking down on me?" or "Lao-management doesn't need a mascot at all."

Probably true, finding a capable wife is more disgusting to Atobe than finding a vase.

Koi glanced at Atobe, and saw that the other party was a little embarrassed.

"Well, how should I put it, I have always felt that although it is impossible for marriage to be mixed with these things, it still depends on the person." Atobe coughed lightly, with a serious face, expressing his eagerness.

Xiaojing followed suit and nodded firmly, with a serious face, I trust you very much.

As for the subsequent contract, Xiaojing can guess it without Atobu's explanation, "So Uncle signed a purchase contract with you. Uncle wants to use this as a short-term turnaround, but you actually want to take the opportunity..." Xiaojing bit Looking at him, "It is impossible to change the head of the family immediately, of course, but because of the legend about women and the fact that my sister can indeed become the savior at that time, it is possible to shift the focus."

Atobe continued to look at the person in front of him with a smile, but didn't say anything.

Atobei, as his father-in-law once said, carefully polished and even surpassed the sharp type of Morita Akira, but the Atobe family did not need it, and neither did Atobe Keigo.

Just like Xiaojing said, the status of the two people was not equal at the beginning, so I have been controlling and restricting Xiaojing's activities.At this time, Atobe is willing to let her go and let her do what she really likes to do.

If Xiaojing is still hesitating about the unfairness of his status, he can bend down so that the two of them are on the same level. This is not a shameful thing.

Atobe Keigo is willing to spoil his woman, and he also has capital.

Xiao Jing in front of him was still nervous, "But why is uncle so easy to be fooled? After all, your identity is still here. Does it mean that he thinks that I have no influence on you?"

"...Well," Atobe thought about it seriously, "Probably?" Xiaojing was angry when he came up with this possibility.

Xiaojing gritted his teeth, and then bit towards Atobe's neck, but the other party didn't hide, and then followed the strength to hug the woman into his arms, ready to do something shameful.

"Why are we discussing this kind of thing at the bedside, have I not figured out the meaning of the bedroom for you yet?"

So, the Atobe couple went to "teach by example" the meaning of the bedroom.

As for why the uncle believed in Atobe so much and had confidence, even if Atobe repented halfway, Morita Akira couldn't restrain himself.

"It's all my fault," Morita Ka said expressionlessly, "I didn't tell you in advance that I took the risk alone."

Akira Morita smiled brilliantly, "What are you talking about? What's the relationship between the two of us? Do you want to tell me that it's all in your personal hospital?"

Morita Ka looked at this sunny smiling face that Morita Akira had disappeared since he was six years old, and couldn't help straightening his body, for fear that something would hit him in a while.

However, when the other party didn't throw things as expected, Morita He suddenly realized that the other party had vowed to separate more than once.

Hesitating, when the other party turned around, he stretched out his hand, but still didn't hold the other party.

Akira Morita, who turned around, didn't know what kind of mentality he was in, and couldn't help but want to sigh slightly. He still...had no courage, and still didn't understand.

I don't know what kind of emotion it is, but the originally deliberately slow pace gradually speeds up, ready to return to the original speed.Morita Akira is different from her younger sister Koi, she is unwilling to reveal her vulnerable side in front of boys.

But just as his eyes widened to prevent tears from flowing out, the man behind him suddenly said, "Ming!"

He seldom yelled his name so loudly, as if he had exhausted all his strength.But Ming didn't dare to turn around at this time, for fear that it was his own illusion, or that he would be ashamed to get it wrong.

But fortunately, I don't seem to be wrong.

The man behind said seriously, "It's not because I don't want to keep you, but because I'm afraid you will get angry."

"If one day, you really don't want me to stay by your side anymore, I will leave." He will leave more chicly than she said.

"But I'm not reconciled, if we separate like this," the man said firmly.

Akira Morita found that he no longer had the strength to move forward.

The voice of the man behind him was a bit dull, with emotions that she could only interpret, "I can neither speak nor do things in front of you, but I still don't want to, and I don't want to leave."

She knows, she knows, how tough he is in front of others, and how careful he is in front of himself.

Always treat and protect with care, that's why I can't help but complain and want to leave.That's not what she wanted at all, but she couldn't say it.

"If you really hate me, just ignore me," his voice trembled uncontrollably, "If you still want to give me a chance, just turn around, okay?"

At this time, he still left the initiative and choice to her.

How should I say it?Can't laugh or cry?

Standing there quietly, she saw the harsh sunlight in the front corridor spilling on the floor through the window, shining brightly with a scorching temperature.

He heard the man behind him walk in step by step, and then stop behind him.

Akira Morita lowered his eyes, ready to continue walking forward, but because the opponent's hand clenched his own, he shrank suddenly.

The man hugged her from behind, which was already a rare move for him.

He said, "It turns out that I really have to leave."

He said, "Is it really disgusting?"

Akira Morita felt the temperature of the boy's palm, as well as the body temperature from his back.

When a man speaks, the question is that the two of them are close together, so they can feel the tremor in the pronunciation.

The sun was still shining brightly. Akira Morita squinted her eyes and saw some dust flying and then falling. She said lightly, "Let go."

The man smiled self-deprecatingly, and took a step back, keeping a polite distance.

The man who lowered his head heard the voice of the woman in front of him still full of inherent undisciplined arrogance, "How do you turn around while holding me like this?"

He froze and looked up.

The delicate face of the woman blurs the expression in the direction of the backlight.

The voice is mute.

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