The villain's love literacy

Gui Wu Tsuji clearly knew that he was just a passer-by in Sylvia's life. In the port mafia's hotel, there were still so many people waiting to get back with her...to get back together.

People like Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama, up-and-comers in the business world, he knew them, and he remembered that his career started a few years later than his.

Looking at it now, it should be later than they came to this world.

And their movements were too slow, he was the fastest, and came here before everyone else, because he knew that once Sylvia saw that girl... maybe her heart would start to shake.

Perhaps compared to Ji Guoyuan alone, she cares more about the child who died before birth.

When she was depressed and sad day and night, and he had to use special means to take away her memory to ensure that Yayoi Asagiri could still live, he had already roughly known the position of that girl in her heart.He later "takes" similar babies... from other human homes, but she doesn't want them and loses her temper with him.

He couldn't understand the emotion then—nor now, regret or love, he never had it, but he understood the importance of it.

After coming to this world, Onimai Tsuji only knew about the existence of Jiguo Enichi, but he had never been in contact with it. Before leaving Japan and rushing to Naples, he confronted Enichi again for the first time.

Hanazawa died, Sylvia slammed the door and left, leaving a dead restaurant. After a long time, people left one after another, and then the port mafia and those Italians went to deal with Hanazawa and a series of subsequent things.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan left, he stopped the samurai who seemed to be never fluctuating.

However, he knew that even this man couldn't keep calm. If he was Ji Guoyuanyi, he would definitely take that girl to find Sylvia—and he would never allow such a thing to happen.

Seeing Oni Wu Tsuji Wucan blocking the only way, Yuan Yi just looked at the former enemy indifferently, waiting for his next move.

"Jiguo Yuanyi, don't think that you can stand out if you have children as a bargaining chip. You won't win this time." The former ghost king showed a twisted smile and snorted softly.

The man had been raising the girl and even named her himself. "Asagiri Momoki" follows her mother's surname. Her name at that time "Yayoi" means March in the lunar calendar in Japanese, and peach blossoms... are the flowers that represent March.

"I never thought...to use Tao Ji as a bargaining chip." Yuan Yi raised his eyes, and those who are familiar with him will definitely find that he has become more serious. "I'm different from you, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi."

"No, we are the same." Wu Mi said firmly, with some sarcasm and self-mockery on his face, "We are all the same."

Yuan Yi frowned slightly, not quite understanding what he meant.

"You heard it just now, she never had a choice." Seeing that the other party still missed the point, Wuyou said bluntly, "Everything is preordained, and fate has already been written, so after she leaves me, she can only ' Going back to 'you', marrying you and having children because she has nowhere to go, understand? She 'met' you first, it's not that you are more than me, it's just a coincidence."

Fate is always so unfair. He was born with a sick child, and Ji Guoyuan was born so strong. Yayoi met him when he was young and made a marriage contract early. When he thought he was the one who came first, Reality slapped him hard in the face.And there was even someone else before them, the tall pink long-haired man named Diablo, Hanazawa said "he was her first man after all".

"...If Ge doesn't want anyone to disturb her life anymore, I will naturally respect her choice to stay away." Ignoring Wu Mi's provocative behavior at all, Yuan Yi looked at the curly-haired man who had started to get angry expressionlessly. Walked right past him and left.

"I hope you can do what you say." Wu Mi turned her head coldly, staring at the man's leaving back, Yuan Yi didn't respond, but Wu Mi knew he had heard.

The other person disappeared around the corner, leaving him standing in place, and after a while, he hammered hard at the wall, leaving a deep dent.

Thinking back to the present, Sylvia was standing in front of him, not knowing anything yet.

He couldn't deliberately let her avoid this matter. If one day Sylvia knew that he was obstructing her from recognizing her daughter, the matter would be more troublesome, so she could only find her first and try to attract her attention , if she didn't have time to deal with other men—especially Yuanyi, she wouldn't have discovered this matter.

"No, it's just your illusion." Sylvia was a little unbelievable. Could it be that Wuyou is still struggling with this kind of thing after such a long time? "You've got everything you want. As for me, it was just an accident."

"Yayoi, as expected, I still prefer to call you this way," the man looked back and forth between her eyes, and the content in them would not change if the color was different, "You have no idea how... special you are to me."

He pressed harder and harder until Sylvia was forced to lean against the bookshelf, and couldn't help but want to touch her cheek with his hand, but just as he was about to touch her, the woman stopped the movement by grabbing his wrist : "Enough, let's call it a day, Wu Mi, before I get angry - my father is still downstairs, I don't want to fight with you here."

"Of course." Wu Mi still said in a good temper, raising his hands in a gesture of surrender to show weakness.

Now it's not the same as it was back then, the feng shui turns, and now it's him who doesn't dare to provoke her at all. If he pushes her too hard, the gain will outweigh the loss and all previous efforts will be wasted.

Now Yayoi's attitude is still very resistant, but her father is different.

Sylvia took a deep breath to calm her emotions, and chased away the guests mercilessly where Harold could not see: "Okay, then let's go downstairs now, you have stayed here long enough."

She walked out of the study room first, and regardless of whether Wuyan followed, she went straight to the stairs, showing a decent smile before being completely exposed to her father.

Of course Harold knew his daughter well, and raised his eyebrows when he saw such a standard smirk: "What did you say upstairs?"

"Mr. Onimai Tsuji said that he still has some private matters to deal with, and now he plans to go back." Sylvia didn't change her face.

The man in the suit couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his lips. This behavior... could even be called funny.

However, when facing Harold, he showed his serious appearance when he pretended to be a human in his previous life, and nodded politely to Yayoi's father: "Please forgive me, then I won't bother you any more."

The middle-aged man stood up immediately: "Are you leaving now? I still want to keep you for dinner-you are a guest and you have helped so much."

"There is a chance." He took the initiative to extend his right hand to shake Harold, and Sylvia rolled her eyes where the two of them could not see.

"I wonder how long you will stay in Naples?"

"It will be for a while." He will stay here until things related to Asagiri Momoki are settled.

"That's great." Harold glanced at his daughter who had begun to frown unabashedly. "Let's set the time now. I think this Saturday is very suitable. Let's have dinner together."

This time, Gui Wu Tsuji really laughed softly: "Of course there is no problem, thank you very much."

Sylvia, who was forced to send Wu Can out, held the door of the car and warned the man before he got into the car: "Don't even think about attacking my father, or I will never let you go."

Seems to have heard some stupid question, Wu Mi gave her a helpless look: "What good will it do me if I do this kind of thing again?"

"You know best." Sylvia said coldly, slamming the car door.

She originally planned to discuss the address of the rented house with her father, but now she doesn't want to say it at all, lest he reveal it to people who shouldn't tell it—such as a certain former ghost king.

"At that time, I will come to see you often, Dad." Before, she hesitated to leave, but now Sylvia took the initiative to pack her luggage. In fact, she didn't have many things to bring, and she basically bought them now.

The main purpose was to prevent other people from disturbing her father. She knew that she couldn't hide the truth from those smart men even if she rented an apartment. It was the best choice to move out early.

I only realized it with hindsight. If it was Guiwu Tsuji, it might be a "good thing". Things get more interesting.

Just thinking about it raises blood pressure.

She sighed, and finally picked up her bag, which was not too heavy: "Then I'll sign the contract first, then go over and start to clean up briefly, and move there when the daily necessities, furniture and electrical appliances are all in place."

"Do you need my help?" Harold asked concerned.

"No need," Sylvia waved her hands in fright, "I can do it by myself, I'm not a child anymore."

After seeing the house she finally liked and signing the contract, she dragged her bag to the small apartment where she lived temporarily in the future. It was considered very clean. The item is returned to its place, and it is simply dusted.

While tidying up the bedside table in the bedroom, she suddenly heard a few knocks from the window. Sylvia was startled, and even dropped the rag in her hand on the floor.

There were shadows covering most of the windows, and when she looked up, the first thing she saw was the muscular abs and thighs, as well as a touch of pitiful purple.

"..." For a few seconds, Sylvia didn't get up to open the window, but said directly—she knew Kaz could hear, "Can you please at least 'play' like a human Is it? This is still a city, there are passers-by outside, and I have neighbors."

The purple-haired man nodded obediently, then reached out and knocked on the window, signaling her to let him into the house.