My youth love story is really a fake

Although from Chihiro's point of view, mother Aoi can be said to be a model for Yamato Nadeko.But because of this, this kind of natural maternal care made Qian Jian somewhat unbearable.

"Yes, yes—I see, mother."

"mo—just say it once."

Although she didn't look back, but hearing the voice, Qian Jian could guess that her mother must be puffing up at this time.

I really don't know why Kinoshita Aoi, who usually looks like a lady outside, has such a young temperament in her own home.Moreover, these two temperaments are so natural that Qian Jian can't tell which one is pretending...

"Mother, did father say when he will come back?"

Sitting at the dining table and watching his mother watching his son, who was eating by himself, was a little embarrassed, so he asked.

"That's right, Xiaoqian didn't come back because she missed her mother. Hey..."

As for Qian Jian always feeling that her mother is in trouble, it's not just because of the previous reasons.Let's just talk about the eye drops in Aoi's hand now, where did she get them out of her outfit with no pockets at all!

"Mother……"

"Hey..."

"Mother mother..."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

"How can I stop crying!"

"Because Xiaoqian doesn't call me mother anymore..."

Chihiro looked at Aoi Kinoshita who was starting to get into an awkward state with black lines in front of her. Where is Yamato Nadeko?What about housewives?How about the aristocratic temperament of the dismal management at the beginning!

So complicated……

My own mother is so troublesome...

Also, no matter how you think about it, this kind of nickname is not used on boys...

However, based on past experience, if you don't follow her request, the situation will definitely develop into a more serious situation.

Feeling that there was an unknown direction watching the excitement from above her head, Chiuyo imitated the cold eyes she could see almost every day and stared back - Kinoshita Momiji was frightened, Kinoshita Momiji shrank into the room.

After taking a few deep breaths, Qian Jian lowered her head and voice.Therefore, I also missed seeing my mother secretly watching her state through her fingers, her eyes shining brightly.

"Mother……"

The Qianjian was broken.

Chapter 40

After being tossed and exhausted by her mother, Qian Jian finally waited for her father to come back before ten o'clock.

"I am back."

Kinoshita Shuichi's voice came from the entrance, so plain that it was completely unadorned.

Relatively speaking, the voice here is more cheerful.

"Welcome back, dear~~ Shall we eat first, or take a bath first?"

Qian Jian followed Aoi's fine footsteps towards the entrance, while Xiu Yi was still changing shoes.

"I also said why are you so happy today... Is it because Qianjian is back?"

If you lower your head, you can naturally see a pair of boys' uniform shoes that you don't know how to wear neatly placed in the shoe cabinet.

"Honey, look—"

"You are back, father."

Qian Jian, who was pushed by Aoi to the door, respectfully greeted her father.

"Well, today is the day of the workplace internship...I went out because I was too busy, and I didn't have time to see you."

While letting Aoi take off his coat, Xiuyi loosened his tie - Xiuyi, who is always meticulous and meticulous at work, will never relax any detail.

"No, the staff we arranged have already introduced us the relevant things in detail."

"Well, that's the best... Qianjian, you are not young anymore. Although I haven't asked you anything before, I still hope that you can inherit the business I have managed."

Going straight to the restaurant, Aoi has carefully prepared his usual favorite dinner.

"May I reconsider what you said."

At the beginning, the reason why Xiuyi was able to agree to Qianjian leaving home to live alone was more or less thinking about letting Qianjian experience the embarrassment of living alone.

However, Qian Jian once again exceeded Xiu Yi's expectations.

Although after Qian Jian moved out, she rarely asked her family for living expenses.However, Xiuyi didn't know too much about Qianjian's part-time job.I just lamented that this child, Qianyan, really made me feel a little helpless.

"When you are in your third year of high school at the latest, I hope you can get a definite answer."

"I see."

"Then, when you come back today, you shouldn't just take a look at us and Xiao Yezi?"

It wasn't until this moment that Qian Jian realized that the dominance of the topic had already slipped from his hands.

After all, he is the president of the company who guides the country, and he is different from himself who hangs around with high school students all day long.The rhythm and direction of the conversation were always in Xiuyi's hands, and it was developing in the direction he allowed.

But now that Qian Jian has come back, there are some things that must be asked.

"Yukishita was also there during the workplace internship today."

Taking a sip of the Daiginjo in the glass with satisfaction, Xiuyi gave a rare smile.

"Before, Yukinoshita's family told me about this matter, saying that they wanted their daughter to go out to see and see. After all, building materials will affect the future development direction of architecture, understand?"

Seeing Qianjian's thoughtful expression, Xiuyi also assumed the posture of being a parent.

"Sit down."

After Qian Jian sat across from her as requested by her father, a wine glass was suddenly placed in front of her.

"Qianjian, although you are smart, not everything in this world needs to be clearly understood."

"what is this?"

"Japanese sake, Daiginjo."

Chisu doesn't know much about traditional Japanese sake.Just read according to the label on the wine bottle placed next to it.

"Yes, this is wine. But have you ever thought about the brewing process and sales process before it is put on the table?"

For such an insignificant matter, almost no one will pursue it.

"But that doesn't stop you from enjoying it, does it?"

Picking up her own wine glass, Xiuyi smiled and motioned for Qian Jian to also pick up the glass in front of her.

"As long as it's earned the right way, we're entitled to it. That's life—it's not about why you don't care, it's about how you feel."

Feel……

No one can explain this kind of thing.

Therefore, it was very difficult for Qian Jian to get entangled in this topic.

"By the way, I saw that liar went to your company. Nothing will happen, right?"

"fraud?"

"Bei Mu Mud Boat."

"Ah—that person."

Qian Jian, who was staring at the wine glass with her head down, didn't see the flashing expression on Xiu Yi's face.

"If it is in the business field, I think he should be considered a controllable factor."

Children are not qualified to guide their elders.

If Xiuyi had already reached a conclusion, Qianjian couldn't say anything more.

"Okay, it's rare to come back, go and have fun with Xiao Ye Zi."

After finishing dinner, Xiu sent a thousand bamboo sticks to Hongye.

As for why the word "branch" is used?

Qian Jian didn't know why, anyway, when she saw her father walking into the study with her mother hugging her, Qian Jian couldn't help but have this thought in her heart.

In the end, nothing was asked.

Lying on her own bed, Qian Jian was frantically organizing her thoughts.

It seems that his father has a business relationship with Beimu, and then has a cooperative relationship with Yukinoshita's family.

But what is the connection between...

What a dirty adult...

Bah, I even scolded myself.

"Qianjian, come and play!"

Just as Qian Jian was thinking wildly, there was a rough door opening sound from the door, breaking the silence in the room.

"Not pretending to be good?"

In front of outsiders, he is called Big Brother, and in front of his family, he is called Oni-chan. Only when he is alone with Qian Jian, Hong Ye will call her by his first name.

To become the current Kinoshita Momiji who is relying on other people's cognition to shape her image all the time, it can be said that she also relied on Chiba's teachings.

"What's the matter, do you just like to hear people call you 'Oni-chan' so much? Qianyan, dirty!"

Having said that, Momiji walked over and sat by the bed.

"Speaking of which, how are you getting along with sister Yukinoshita, Qianjian?"

"What's the matter—it's not just an ordinary neighbor."

"Eh? This kind of thing can't be normal!"

Facing Qian Jian's indifference, Hong Ye still exaggeratedly showed her surprise.

"..."

Qian Jian, who was still looking lazy, froze suddenly.

No matter how you think about it, this kind of thing is not common...

Chapter 41 Summer Air

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Before I had a few words with Hongye, it was already so late that I would feel sleepy if I didn't sleep.

Considering that there are parents lying on the same bed downstairs, Hongye really doesn't have the guts to lie upstairs with her elder brother openly.

After simply saying good night, Hongye also went back to her room.

The bed at home is relatively comfortable. Although Qian Jian doesn't come back often, the whole room has been tidied up.Therefore, lying on it will not smell earthy.

After spending the night at home in this way, Qianjian ushered in ordinary school life again.

Just like usual campus, classrooms, classes...

The humid air that is unique to summer is churning in the school building, because the young and enthusiastic students are doing Brownian motion-this makes people feel even more bored.

When she saw the temperature-controlled animals of Xianchong Group gathered together, Qian Jian couldn't help thinking——

Can't you stay away from it? It's hot when you look at it.

Of course, more dryness and heat emanate from the heart.

There is no doubt that the place where I live now is definitely not determined just because of my whim.

What a coincidence.It's just that I haven't met Yukinoshita before, so naturally I didn't pay much attention to it.

This feeling of being like a marionette made Qian Jian feel very uncomfortable.

However, what can be done?

Change another place?