"Let's go..."
Nakano Mayu sighed slightly, said nothing more, and just walked towards the cars parked outside the door.
Lixiang stepped forward expressionlessly, opened the back seat door of the Accord for him, and politely asked him to get in.
"Why are you being so polite, Lixiang? I can just do it myself..."
He smiled and nodded to the little maid, then opened the passenger door and got in...
The little maid held the open door of the back seat for a moment, then closed it and walked back to the driver's seat to get in the car.
After the two of them sat down, Nakano Mayu suddenly felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it for the moment...
"Lixiang, did I forget something?"
"Probably not. If the love is over, the eldest lady has just ordered someone to put it in the trunk. Master Nakano can take it away when he gets off the car later..."
"Are you done with love...?"
He murmured, and then asked curiously:
"Why is this knife called Duanqing with such a strange name? Normally, shouldn't it be named according to the 'number' and 'inscription'? I don't see that there is no knife inscription on Duanqing..."
The little maid started the car and adjusted the air conditioner to 23 degrees. This was Nakano Mayu's favorite temperature based on her observation.
"Because this sword was not forged in Neon, but was brought back from the Yan Kingdom by the previous head of the Nishinomiya family, the eldest lady's grandfather, when he went to study in the Yan Kingdom when he was young..."
"I heard from the elders in the family that the old master regarded this knife as a treasure and would take it out and clean it himself almost every day. Finally, before he died, he passed it on to the eldest lady. Although the eldest lady was still young at the time, she also cherished this knife. I almost always carry my relics with me wherever I go, dusting myself with dust every day..."
"This..." Nakano Mayu looked stunned. No wonder when he asked Chisa for this knife, Chisa hesitated for a moment because of Chisa's temperament. Is there such a story in it?
"Would it be bad if I took this knife away? After all, it is such an important relic of Qiansha..."
"Since the eldest lady has given it to Master Nakano, she must think that Master Nakano should be the destination of this sword. Master Nakano does not need to worry too much..."
He looked at the little maid who had put her hand on the gear shifter, and instinctively fastened her seat belt.
"I'm not in a hurry, drive slowly!"
"Should we go to Yaliu's house or go directly..."
"Just go home. Wait until what time it is in Bunkyo. It's okay to let Nanako stay one more night at Yaliu's house..."
"Yes, Master Nakano!"
The black Accord sedan drove slowly into the distance and disappeared behind a corner after a while.
...
At the gate of the abandoned factory.
"You said that the matter has been completely resolved, so Zhenyu and Ewara-san have already got in the car and gone back?!"
The elite man looked at the black-faced giant, who was nearly two meters tall and looked shocked in front of him, and subconsciously trembled. His expression was even more respectful than when he faced Nakano Mayu just now, and he said:
"Yes, Master Xiong Ping, Nakano-san and Ewara-san's cars have just left, about half an hour or so..."
"This bastard actually forgot about me! I haven't even gotten in the car yet! I haven't even gotten in the car yet!"
Xiong Ping Kenta quickly picked up the phone and prepared to call Fa Xiao.
"Master Xiong Ping, if you want to go back to Tokyo, we can arrange a car for you to take you back directly..."
"Huh? Isn't this bad? Will it delay your work?" Xiong Ping touched the back of his head and said with some embarrassment. His expression at this time was quite similar to the usual Nakano Mayu.
"Young Master Xiong Ping is joking. I, Hayao Dacheng, am very willing to serve you. If you need anything, you can contact me at any time. This is my business card."
Zaara Daisei bowed slightly and handed out his business card with both hands.
"I don't have a business card here at the moment. I'm sorry. My name is Kenta Xiongping. Saara-san can just call me Xiongping or Kenta..."
Although Xiong Ping had never experienced this kind of scene before, he had seen how his father dealt with it. He took the business card with both hands respectfully, looked at it carefully, and then put it in his pocket.
Seeing this, Zayara Daisei showed two rows of black and yellow teeth, and his face almost burst into laughter.
After all, others didn't know it clearly, but he, who was guarding the door the whole time, knew it all.
Although this strong man looks unattractive, he has that kind of relationship with Miss Hanada Nozomi, the sole heir of his family's Hanada clan.
He could clearly see the expression and movements of the young lady at the dinner party that day!
If there was no adultery between the two of them, he would be the first to believe it!
Therefore, the strong black man in front of me will most likely join the Huatian family and take charge of the entire Huatian group!
If you don't lick it now, why don't you wait until everyone knows about it before you lick it again?
By then, I probably won’t even be able to lick the hair on the feet of this future uncle.
When he thought that he might be the first person in the entire Huatian group to leave a good impression on his future uncle, his legs trembled with excitement!
He was even more excited than when he first followed Ruotou out to kill people!
If this licking succeeds, when Uncle Xiong Ping comes to power, won't he be able to marry the beautiful young woman next door in no time and reach the pinnacle of his life?
“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. You can just call me Zaoliang or Dacheng, but I don’t dare to overstep the bounds of calling Master Xiong Ping by his first name!”
Zaira Dacheng bowed repeatedly, and at the same time raised his hand to lead Xiong Ping to the car parked next to him.
Kenta Xiongping was a little confused and could not understand why the elites of the Hanada group were so respectful to him.
But he was still naive, and after hanging out with Nakano Mayu for a long time, he also had a deeply hidden aura of being a fool.
At this time, he smiled and followed Zayara Dacheng into the car.
"Master Xiong Ping, is the temperature of the air conditioner acceptable?"
"Oh, it doesn't matter. I'm very heat-resistant. Just do what you like, Hayara-kun..."
"Master Xiong Ping, there are sports drinks and beer in the car refrigerator. What would you like to drink?"
"Sports drinks... Sorry for the trouble, Zaara-kun..."
Sarada Daisei quickly took out a bottle of sports drink and at the same time unscrewed the cap of the bottle 'carefully' before handing it over, just like taking care of his first girlfriend.
Kenta Xiongping was a little shocked when he saw this scene. At the same time, he felt that the air conditioner he had just turned on seemed to blow on his buttocks, and his buttocks tightened instantly.
He quickly looked out of the car to prevent Zayara Daisei from seeing his expression. At the same time, he forced himself to pretend that nothing had happened, and asked a little subtly: "Sayara-kun, are you... currently married?"
"marry?"
Zaara Dacheng, who was about to start the car, was startled. Why would the future uncle ask this somewhat irrelevant question?
Is this the first test for me?
As long as the answer is in line with the future uncle's wishes, will he be accepted as his confidant?
How should I answer to pass the test of this future uncle?
Although Hayara Daisei remained calm on his face, his mind was spinning a thousand times in an instant, thinking about countless answers and subsequent developments.
Because of the overspeeding of his brain, he felt as if his face was getting hot.
He didn't think about it for too long, because he might be considered stupid if he thought about it too long when asked by a superior.
"Master Xiong Ping, if you want me to get married, I will get married. If you want me not to get married, then I won't get married. Master Xiong Ping decides everything!"
Zaara Daisei said the answer that he felt was most suitable and could best express his loyalty, and at the same time, he had a solemn expression of loyalty on his face.
Xiong Ping, who was looking out the window, was shocked when he heard this subtle reply, and turned his head to look at Saara Daisei in the driver's seat.
I saw that this extremely young man had bright eyes and an 'expression' on his face, looking at him very seriously.
"..."
Xiong Ping quietly touched the car door lock with one hand and adjusted it to the unlocked state.
