Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 383 - 343: Don’t Blame Brother for Not Being Human, The Fury of Sankai Seichiro

Chapter 383: Chapter 343: Don’t Blame Brother for Not Being Human, The Fury of Sankai Seichiro

As the groom, today’s main character, Yanchuan Xianyou, was naturally the one who drank the most, and by the time the evening party ended, he was dead drunk, unconscious.

Kind-hearted Xiu Xin helped bring him home.

"Slow down, slow down, don’t get hurt."

Asakawa Xia, clad in a wedding gown, followed Aoyama Xiu Xin with a tense face, helping Yanchuan Xianyou into the bridal chamber.

After dumping him on the bed, Asakawa Xia finally breathed a sigh of relief, her pure heart heaving violently with her labored breathing, as though it might leap out at any moment.

"Huan Nai, Huan Nai..."

Yanchuan Xianyou on the bed began to murmur drunkenly, calling out a woman’s name repeatedly.

Asakawa Xia’s breath suddenly caught, and her complexion turned as dark as water, her rage steadily increasing.

Aoyama Xiu Xin was startled inside; he knew that this Huan Nai was Yanchuan Xianyou’s first love, who was ultimately killed by arrangements made by Asakawa Xia. He instantly realized that it was not a good idea to linger here, "Sister-in-law, I will take my leave now."

After all, with Yanchuan Xianyou out cold, staying any longer might lead to the fire burning onto himself.

"Mhm, you had a hard day today, go back and rest early," said Asakawa Xia, squeezing out a smile.

Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed and then hurriedly left.

"Huan Nai, I love you, I want to marry you, I swear I will marry only you in this lifetime..."

At this moment, Yanchuan Xianyou’s drunken mutterings continued.

Aoyama Xiu Xin wished he could block his ears.

"Wait!"

Just as he was about to step out the door, the voice of Asakawa Xia from behind made him stop in his tracks.

"Sister-in-law, do you have any further commands?" Aoyama Xiu Xin turned to look at Asakawa Xia, whose face was the color of iron.

His tone was cautious, afraid of provoking her.

On her wedding night, amidst the bridal chamber festooned with red lanterns, her husband was calling out another woman’s name. One could imagine the anger, pain, and sadness in Asakawa Xia’s heart.

Her teeth clenched tightly, her eyes red, she stared at Aoyama Xiu Xin and commanded, "Kiss me."

"Ah!" Aoyama Xiu Xin was startled, quickly bowing to decline, "Sister-in-law, please forgive my boldness not to offend."

Asakawa Xia was certainly beautiful, even more so in a wedding dress.

Her status and temperament also aroused one’s desire to conquer and ravage, but Aoyama Xiu Xin still dared not touch her, after all, he relied on the Yanchuan family for his livelihood.

Yanchuan Xianyou may not like Asakawa Xia, but he absolutely wouldn’t tolerate being cuckolded by him.

Moreover, Asakawa Xia was a viperous woman; sleeping with her was pleasurable at the moment, but there were repercussions to consider afterward.

"Not daring, doesn’t mean not wanting," Asakawa Xia sneered coldly, turning her head to look at Yanchuan Xianyou still calling out for Huan Nai on the bed and said bitterly, "If he doesn’t consummate with his bride on a night like this, someone else will. You’re getting lucky."

"Sister-in-law, don’t be rash. Brother Xianyou is just spouting drunken nonsense," Aoyama Xiu Xin could only muster up the courage to appease her, trying to dispel her absurd thoughts.

"Drunken words are sober thoughts," Asakawa Xia said coldly, with tears flickering in her eyes, her body trembling slightly, "Come here and kiss me, if you don’t, it means you look down on me just like him. He can afford to look down on me, but on what basis do you?"

Damn it, this madwoman.

"Sister-in-law..." Aoyama Xiu Xin’s scalp tingled.

Asakawa Xia interrupted him: "I’m only giving you three seconds. If you don’t come over, I’ll start to hate you. I’m very capricious and capable of anything, even with Xianyou’s protection, I can deal with you."

Her gaze was cold, her authority not allowing rejection.

"Then please forgive me for the offense," forced by the situation, Aoyama Xiu Xin suppressed his anger, plunged forward upon finishing his words, and pressed her onto the bed, capturing her delicate red lips with a kiss.

Asakawa Xia let out a soft sound, her body stiffening as she clenched her fists. When Aoyama Xiu Xin began kissing her neck, she turned her head to look at Yanchuan Xianyou beside her, her eyes revealing a sense of vengeful pleasure. And when Aoyama Xiu Xin dived into the wedding gown with a confused look on his face, she was completely flabbergasted.

Damn, this guy... so skilled~

Suddenly, her body shook violently, she arched her back reflexively, her toes curling straight, and then she fell back down, heaving for breath.

After finishing the "appetizer" and feeling that the ground was sufficiently prepared, Aoyama Xiu Xin was ready to go for the main course.

"Enough," Asakawa Xia said with a flushed face.

At her words, Aoyama Xiu Xin was stunned, "Ah?"

Asakawa Xia tried to appear composed as she said, "I said that’s enough. You’ve also worked hard, you can go now."

She was now in her post-rage calm.

"Sister-in-law, are you playing with me?" Aoyama Xiu Xin was caught between laughter and tears, for you commanded, and now you refused.

My pants are already off, and you’re giving me this now?

Looking at her helpless and innocent gaze, Asakawa Xia also felt somewhat embarrassed. She shuffled her feet to kick off her high heels, her jade feet wrapped in white socks pressing against Aoyama Xiu Xin’s waist, she exhaled one word faintly: "Foot."

She had lost her temper earlier but had cooled down after Aoyama Xiu Xin’s expert tongue had sent her to the clouds. She was not willing to let him desecrate her body.

After all, she truly looked down on someone of Aoyama Xiu Xin’s lower status, so the idea of using her hand to finish him off made her feel disgusted, she was only willing to use her foot.

"Then please allow me the honor," admiring her slender legs, Aoyama Xiu Xin spoke respectfully.

Asakawa Xia snorted proudly.

Expressionless, she took the lead.

Half an hour later, Aoyama Xiu Xin left with a sense of wariness toward Asakawa Xia and guilt towards Yanchuan Xianyou.

"Big brother, don’t blame your brother for being inhuman.

It was sister-in-law who acted inhuman first!"

Asakawa Xia sat on the edge of the bed, her face full of disdain as she peeled off the thin, damp white silk stockings from her legs with her fingertips and flung them into the trash bin. She then massaged her somewhat sore ankles and calves.

When she turned to look at Yanchuan Xianyou, who was no longer talking in his sleep, her eyes were filled with discontent. She had not anticipated that after so many years, she still couldn’t measure up to a dead person.

Clearly, she was unaware of a simple truth.

The living can never surpass the dead, and the moment she compared herself to the dead, she had already placed herself on the lower rung.

...

The next day, Aoyama Xiu Xin arranged to meet Dongye Yuusei and was startled at his appearance.

"Mr. Dongye, did you not sleep at all last night?"

Dongye Yuusei had a sallow complexion and sported huge panda eyes. His eyes were sunken, and he yawned constantly.

"A bit of business." He didn’t mention that he had gambled all night but instead asked, "What do you need me for?"

He had bad luck last night and lost a lot, but it was nothing compared to his family fortune.

"I’ve already contacted someone to hold shares in your stead, Chiba Rikim. You should go through the procedures with him." Since the other party didn’t wish to say, Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t bother to ask what he had been up to; after all, he wasn’t really concerned about Dongye Yuusei. He simply wanted to acquire the shares for nothing.

Gambling and Suzuki Yuki were all that occupied Dongye Yuusei’s mind at the moment, plus his trust in Aoyama Xiu Xin made him too lazy to deal with these things. "Alright, thanks, Police Chief."

This plan had been agreed upon long ago.

"I’ll call him now to bring over the relevant documents," Aoyama Xiu Xin said, striking while the iron was hot.

Dongye Yuusei nodded and then yawned, laying his head on the table. "I’m going to take a quick nap, I’m quite tired."

When Chiba Rikim arrived, Dongye Yuusei glanced at the contract and, seeing no issues, signed his name, authorizing the other party to hold his shares.

Then he left in a hurry.

He had just gotten back home and was ready to catch up on some sleep before heading out to the casino for a bloodbath with Suzuki Yuki that night, but then someone knocked on his door. Annoyed, he got out of bed, muttering curses as he yanked the door open. "Uncle Sankai?"

It was Sankai Seichiro.

"What’s the matter with you, looking like you haven’t slept all night?" Sankai Seichiro scolded with a frown.

Dongye Yuusei pursed his lips. "Whenever I close my eyes, I think of dad. I just can’t fall asleep."

It was a useful excuse.

"Ah," Sankai Seichiro sighed. Feeling unable to scold him any further after hearing this, he could only advise him to take care of himself before explaining his visit. "The high-level meeting to elect a new chairman is in two days. Have you made up your mind about me holding the shares on your behalf? If you keep dragging this out, it will be too late."

He still didn’t think Dongye Yuusei distrusted him; rather, he thought the matter was forgotten due to the grief of losing his father.

"Oh, about that—I’ve already asked Minister Chiba Rikim to hold the shares, and I’ve decided to support him for the new chairman." Dongye Yuusei immediately perked up, deliberately speaking in a casual tone.

After all, the contract was signed, and Sankai Seichiro would eventually find out, so there was no need to keep it secret anymore.

At the same time, he no longer needed to pretend and could show some of his true feelings.

"What?" Sankai Seichiro was stunned, then roared in surprise and anger, "How could you make such a hasty decision? Why didn’t you discuss it with me? What if Chiba Rikim has ulterior motives? How can you trust him so easily? You’re being foolish!"

"Uncle!" Dongye Yuusei raised his voice to interrupt him, speaking indifferently, "You and he are both my father’s loyal retainers. If I can’t trust him, how can I dare to trust you?"

He felt a rush of satisfaction as the words left his mouth.

"You... what did you say?" Sankai Seichiro looked at him incredulously, clearly feeling his distrust. He was filled with both anger and pain. "Are you suggesting that I have ulterior motives?"

Heaven can witness that he was doing it all for him!

Watching Sankai Seichiro’s pained expression, Dongye Yuusei felt a surge of vindictive pleasure, piercing his heart further, "I didn’t say that. I’m very grateful for everything you’ve done, Uncle, but I’m an adult now, and there are some decisions I can make on my own."

"No! That’s not right!" Sankai Seichiro stared deathly at Dongye Yuusei, suddenly grabbing his shoulders and shaking him as he demanded, "Did someone whisper something in your ear? Who? Don’t believe those rumors. Who’s trying to sow discord deliberately? That person definitely has bad intentions! Tell me, who is it!"

Dongye Yuusei had changed too quickly, even showing hostility towards him, which made him realize that someone must have been deliberately driving a wedge between them.

And it had not been for just a day or two.

"No one said anything, Uncle Sankai. If there’s nothing else, please leave. I want to get some more sleep," Dongye Yuusei said with a faint smile.

"Slap!"

Sankai Seichiro, unable to restrain his anger, slapped him across the face and growled with gritted teeth, "Pretentious fool! A couple of words of provocation and you start doubting my intentions. Do you have no conviction of your own? I don’t care whether you live or die, but I don’t want to betray your father. Tell me, who is it!"

His anger was evident, but to Dongye Yuusei, who was already paranoid, it looked like frustration from embarrassment.

"I told you, no one stirred things up. And even if someone did say something, it was a benign reminder for me to approach things more rationally and make choices without being blinded by emotions," Dongye Yuusei concluded and retreated into his room, closing the door behind him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Sankai Seichiro pounded on the door from outside, bellowing, "Open up! Yuusei, how could you become like this? Someone is using you! Tell me who it is, you’ll regret this!"

Inside, Dongye Yuusei’s lips curled into a scornful smile. Pitiful fool, still putting on a show of concern for me, huh? You’re just raging with impotence because you can’t use me to your own ends anymore.

Thanks to Police Chief Aoyama, or else I’d have been deceived by your hypocrisy, and the end result would be your casting me aside once you were done using me, left to fend for myself.

"Idiot!" Seeing that he couldn’t open the door no matter how hard he knocked, Sankai Seichiro let out his frustration with a kick against the door, then turned and left with a darkened face.

He had to get to the bottom of this.

Some things could no longer be stopped, but he couldn’t just sit by and watch the situation worsen. His old friend Dongye Gen had just been buried; he couldn’t stand knowing someone was using Dongye Yuusei and do nothing.

After leaving the Dongye family home, he headed straight for the company.

Since Chiba Rikim was the greatest beneficiary,

going after him would surely be right.