Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 461 - 404: The Clown is Actually Me? Time for a Big Move (Seeking Monthly Pass)_2

Chapter 461: Chapter 404: The Clown is Actually Me? Time for a Big Move (Seeking Monthly Pass)_2

"Hi!" Aoyama Qingzi, who was chatting leisurely with Iihara Nishi, hurriedly stood up, and then went to the kitchen to grab her grocery basket and head out, "I’m off now."

"Husband, why don’t you accompany Qingzi, I want to talk with Xiu Xin about his marriage to Ling." Iihara Nishi tried coyly to send Asai Zexi away too.

Asai Zexi grinned, "Sure thing."

Then, he and Aoyama Qingzi left together.

"You’re going to be a dad, are you happy?" As soon as the door closed, Iihara Nishi threw herself into Aoyama Xiu Xin’s arms, hugging him and kissing his face haphazardly.

Since they were inside, she had taken off her thick down jacket and was only wearing a more form-fitting set of clothes, outlining her body’s sexy curves. Aoyama Xiu Xin felt a great sensation as he wrapped his arms around her.

Her lower half was dressed in a long skirt, under which she wore a pair of thin black stockings, allowing his fingertips to glide silkily.

He picked up Iihara Nishi in his arms and sat down on the couch, "How can you be so sure it’s mine?"

"Of course, I figured it out based on the timing. Plus, you’ve been with me more times than he has, and you’ve always been, let’s say, quite enthusiastic." With alluring eyes, Iihara Nishi said while one of her hands began to slide towards Aoyama Xiu Xin’s crotch.

Aoyama Xiu Xin grabbed her hand and swallowed hard, "Stop, I’m afraid of hurting the child."

"Educational discipline should start from infancy, consider it a prenatal lesson. Don’t they say in China ’A filial son comes from the stick’?" Iihara Nishi chuckled foolishly.

Dammit! That’s really effing hot!

Hot damn.

Aoyama Xiu Xin picked her up and headed upstairs, "Today I’ll show you, big sister-in-law, that not only filial sons come from under a stick, but filial daughters do too."

"Hi! Daddy, please discipline your naughty daughter," Iihara Nishi said pitifully.

But then she struggled, "Wait, you go up and take a bath first, and I’ll call Zexi to tell them to come back later. After all, it won’t be good if they walk in on us considering how long you take each time."

"Okay, sister-in-law, hurry up, the first room on the second floor, I’ll have your bathwater ready." Aoyama Xiu Xin set her down and scrambled upstairs.

Watching his hasty retreat, Iihara Nishi’s eyes flashed with mockery. She took a cell phone out of her bag and called Asai Zexi, but after connecting, she didn’t speak, only to put the phone back in the bag and take it with her upstairs.

When Asai Zexi and Aoyama Qingzi got back together, it would be quite the drama if they were caught in bed.

As she opened the door, she saw Aoyama Xiu Xin lying on the bed and paused briefly, "You took a shower that fast?"

"I just washed the necessary parts, trying to save some water, you know." Aoyama Xiu Xin lifted the cover, letting his freshly washed brother greet his sister-in-law.

Iihara Nishi tugged at the corner of her mouth and after closing the door said, "Then I’ll go shower, and you wait for me, okay?"

She intentionally didn’t lock the door behind her.

"Don’t bother showering, seafood is best enjoyed fresh." Aoyama Xiu Xin rolled off the bed, scooped her up, and tossed her onto the bed, "I just can’t wait to pay a visit to my son’s homeland."

Just a glance.

Because there’s only one eye.

Because he was worried about giving the child a figurative whack on the head, Aoyama Xiu Xin held back throughout, but Iihara Nishi, being a shallow and not-so-deep woman, was vocally enthusiastic.

She kept glancing anxiously at the door.

Why hasn’t that bastard Zexi come home already?

Could he not hear how soul-stirring her cries were?

But what she didn’t know was that Asai Zexi had actually come back early and had been listening at the door the whole time, waiting until the noise inside stopped before finally entering.

"Clang!"

"Hubby! You... why are you back!" Iihara Nishi’s flowery face lost color, using a blanket to cover her body.

Zexi lifted his shoulders, "Wasn’t it you who deliberately called to let me listen and lure me back?"

Iihara Nishi was stunned; this wasn’t how she had imagined things would unfold. Shouldn’t Zexi be raging with anger?

"Big brother, you chat with sister-in-law, I’ll go take a shower." Aoyama Xiu Xin said nonchalantly, got out of bed in his birthday suit, and made his way to the bathroom.

Iihara Nishi was utterly befuddled, her gaze darting back and forth between Aoyama Xiu Xin and Zexi.

She didn’t quite understand what was happening.

Zexi’s eyes revealed mockery, he casually shut the door and said indifferently, "Actually, I’ve known about your intentions from the beginning, and so did Xiu Xin, but we never exposed you. After all, you were free, why let outsiders benefit? It was me who advised him not to play if it’s not for free."

This statement was extremely low on harm but massively insulting.

"You... You two!" Iihara Nishi realized completely—she’d been played like a fool by both of them all along. At first in disbelief, following with a mix of shame, anger, and shock, she grabbed a pillow and threw it at them, cursing with eyes red and splitting, "You two damn bastards deserve to die!"

"Ah!" She collapsed, her hands frenziedly grabbing her hair, then she curled up, knees to chest, and wailed bitterly.

She had thought she was using her body as bait, playing both men like puppets, but it turned out she was the one being toyed with, the clown was herself!

Zexi said coldly, "You’re unfaithful in marriage, have the audacity to seduce your brother-in-law, and are carrying a child whose father is unknown. I will propose divorce to the Iihara family and I’m curious to see how the strictly-disciplined Iihara family educates such a daughter."

"No! Please don’t!" Upon hearing this, Iihara Nishi immediately panicked, pleading in a flurry, "Please, I beg you, don’t do this! Please!"

If this were to leak out, the Iihara family’s reputation would be ruined, and they’d have to deal with her sternly to demonstrate their strict family values. How would she, a disgraced woman, thrown out of the family home, live on?

For her, losing the life of luxury she had known from childhood was more unbearable than death itself.

"So you mean you want me to hold back my anger and accept a wife like you who shares my bed but not my dreams?" Zexi smirked without amuse.

Iihara Nishi was speechless, biting her red lips with tears streaming down her face, truly unsure of what to say.

"It’s not completely out of the question," Asai Ayaki said.

Iihara Nishi looked up at him with surprise.

Zexi expressionless, "As long as you obey me and play the part of the good wife in public, I can stay the divorce, and might even help cover the lineage issue of the child in your womb."

Suddenly the tables were turned. By keeping the child, not only could he solve the issue of passing down the family line, but he could also forever use this to control Iihara Nishi.

"Sob sob sob, I’ll listen to you, I’ll do whatever you say from now on." The life of privilege that was slipping away was now hers again; Iihara Nishi did not dare hesitate even for a second, nodding her head repeatedly in agreement.

Zexi revealed a satisfied smile.

The little harlot, so easily controlled.

...

Although it was the weekend, many people were still working overtime, like Miyazaki Yu and Teacher Jing Shang.

The two of them were preparing to cause a big stir tonight.

As for why it had to be a big stir?

Maybe they just didn’t like small ripples.

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