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Chapter 95
◎Proposal◎
Miyamoto Yumi seemed to be thinking, her eyes constantly gazing at her. After a while, she said, "I remember now. You're the driver with terrible driving skills."
Mu'an Jiaxi was confused. She was not a good driver, but it seemed that they had never had any dealings with each other, and she seldom drove out. How did she know?
She then added, "You haven't seen me, but I have seen you. You were once quite famous in our Ministry of Transportation. For a while, many people were talking about you."
Now, Mu An Jia Xi was even more confused. What is this?
Seeing her bewildered face, Miyamoto Yumi kindly explained, "A while ago, you drove this car on the way to the highway and even caused a traffic jam. Do you remember?"
After she mentioned it, Mu'an Jiaxi thought carefully and quickly recalled her own dark past. It really did happen. It happened when she first arrived in this world, and it was her first time driving a car other than a training car. Since she had just gotten her license, her driving skills were barely noticeable, but she relied on her boldness, the itchy feeling of a new license, and the novelty of it.
She slowly got on the road, full of confidence, and drove like a tiger, but the result was a 250. This road originally had very few cars, especially suitable for novice drivers, but in the end she almost forced a traffic jam.
She was probably the only one in the world who could drive a car at such a snail's pace. Since then, she never touched this car again. She had realized her driving skills and didn't want to jeopardize everyone else.
Now that she was reminded of this embarrassing memory, she couldn't bear to look at it. Compared to this, the kiss just now was nothing. Big brother and little brother.
Oh, I'm so embarrassed.
No traffic police came to stop her at that time, and no one contacted her afterwards, so she thought that the matter had not attracted the attention of the Ministry of Transport and they didn't know about it.
Who would have thought that because there was a case being investigated and monitored at the time, people from the Ministry of Transport saw this scene. In just one hour that afternoon, she instantly became famous throughout the entire Ministry of Transport. This incident spread throughout the Ministry of Transport like a flood and immediately became a topic of conversation among everyone.
Mu'an Jiaxi coughed twice and said, "I remember now. Sorry, I won't do it again."
Miyamoto Yumi smiled and said, "I don't mean to say anything to you, but next time you drive out, bring someone with you, don't drive out alone."
She touched her nose embarrassedly and promised repeatedly: "Yes, next time I promise to bring one more person with me and I will definitely not cause any trouble for you."
At this moment, Miyamoto Yumi's phone rang. She took out her phone and answered it. She didn't know what was said on the other end, but her expression suddenly became serious. "Okay, yes, I'll be right over."
After hanging up the phone, he looked at the two of them and said, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first."
Mu An Jiaxi said: "Okay."
After watching her leave, Mu'an Jiaxi turned around and wanted to go back to the car. When he raised his eyes, he met Amuro Toru's gaze again. The two of them were looking at each other from a distance of one car.
Mu Anjiaxi gave in uncomfortably, looked away and got into the car.
Amuro Toru smiled and followed him into the car.
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From that day on, the relationship between the two seemed to have changed, but also seemed to have not changed.
He is still the one doing the housework and earning the money. Mu'an Jiaxi still follows him in and out, tailing him closely.
If we talk about changes, we can only say that Amuro Toru has become bolder. Compared with the gentleman before, he is now a bit shameless. In the past, he was gentle and considerate, but there were limits. But now it is different. He is still gentle and considerate, but there are no limits. He is just a daily routine.
Mu'an Jiaxi is like a little white rabbit. When she resists, she is suppressed. He seems to have been injected with hormones. He especially likes to tease her, and his dark nature is revealed.
Looking at the advantages she had been taken advantage of recently, she sighed: What the hell is this?
Gradually she got used to it.
After returning home that day, Mu'an Jiaxi asked Amuro Toru for a copy of the residents' information of the three houses. Although he got it, it was not of much use.
The tenant information was all searchable, and it was obvious at first glance that they were not the people she was looking for.
Moreover, if you think about it, you will know that the people currently living in the villa are not all the people we have now, so in order to find that person, we must conduct an on-site investigation ourselves.
Get the most accurate information.
That day, for some reason, the busy man Toru Amuro, who worked four jobs, had a rare rest at home. The public security organization had nothing to do, so he had nothing to do and sat on the sofa to watch TV with her.
Mu'an Jiaxi was absent-minded, obviously not thinking about it. Amuro Toru called her several times, but she didn't hear it. It was not until her lips felt wet and she felt someone licking them that she came to her senses. She backed away in fear and huddled in a corner of the sofa.
She looks like a good girl being bullied, so pitiful.
A pair of big eyes stared at him, silently accusing him.
Someone moved over shamelessly, pretending not to see anything.
Mu'an Jiaxi jumped up instantly like a kitten with its fur standing on end, ran to the kitchen door and hid there.
He shouted, "How could you do this? I'm going to call the police!"
Amuro Toru crossed his legs and said in a leisurely manner: "Call the police? That's perfect. Come, here's a ready-made one. Tell me and I will definitely redress your grievances."
Mu'an Jiaxi collapsed instantly and wailed, "Ah, you, scoundrel."
Amuro Toru lowered his crossed legs, stood up, walked over to her and stood still, saying softly: "I see you've been in a trance recently. Don't stress yourself too much. It's okay if you can't find him. After all, this is not a short-term thing. It's normal. Look, I've been here for so many years, right?"
Mu'an Jiaxi raised his head and looked him straight in the eyes, frowning and saying seriously, "I had no news of him before, but this time I finally have news of him. How can I give up? If I miss this opportunity, who knows how many more years I have to wait. I don't want to miss it."
Amuro Toru raised his hand, tucked her hair behind her ear, and said gently, "Sometimes the more anxious he is, the less likely he is to get the result you want. You need to calm down and plan step by step."
Looking at her expression, he continued, "Let me ask you, do you have a plan for investigating him now? How do you want to investigate? How do you want to approach him so that he won't get suspicious? Have you considered these things?"
Mu An Jiaxi was stumped by the question. He really hadn't thought about it carefully, "I..."
He smiled and said, "Yeah, you haven't considered all of this. If you get too close to her impulsively, you'll alert her. I know you're anxious, but you can't rush this. You still have me, don't worry."
Mu'an Jiaxi pursed his lips and said, "Hmm."
After listening to his analysis, I realized that I was indeed impulsive and too anxious.
Looking at her little face wrinkled with thought, his heart moved, and his hands moved faster than his brain. He lifted her chin, and in her puzzled little eyes, he gradually lowered his head.
Looking at the face getting closer and closer, Mu'an Jiaxi wanted to escape, but when she looked directly into his eyes, she stopped and let him kiss her.
She did not refuse but accepted it, which made Amuro Toru even happier.
If you ask Mu An Jia Xi what she was thinking, she didn't know. She had her own selfish motives, and her actions at this moment were a reflection of that. Logically, she should have pushed him away, but she didn't.
According to her way, this actually harmed both of them. The more entangled they were, the harder it was to let go, and the more painful it would be when the time came to say goodbye.
But she selfishly enjoyed the little bit of warmth and beauty of the moment.
After the kiss, both of them were a little out of breath. Amuro Toru leaned his forehead against hers affectionately and panted, "After the organization's affairs are resolved, I will marry you and take you home."
Mu'an Jiaxi's body stiffened and he didn't speak for a long time.
Amuro Toru sensed her strangeness, lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong? You don't want to."
She didn't know how to answer. How could she be unwilling? She was very happy, but what could she do? She slowly raised her head, met his eyes, and said, "I... I..."
I couldn't bring myself to say no, it felt like a knife stabbing into my heart, it hurt.
"I..." Just when she mustered up the courage to speak.
But he suddenly interrupted her and said, "It's okay, don't tell me, don't tell me now, I'll ask you when the time comes."
He was afraid that what she said would not be what he wanted.
As long as she didn't say it out loud, he could still have some wild thoughts.
How could Mu'an Jiaxi not hear his loss? He felt even more guilty and could only lower his head and not look into his eyes.
Amuro Toru understood her best, how could he not see into her heart, but sometimes he did not want to know her so well. At least if he did not understand her, he could still be on his own side. He looked at her, sighed, and still said nothing. With a complicated expression, he embraced her in his arms.
No one spoke.
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On the second day, Toru Amuro's vacation ended, and he went to work as usual and took Muan Jiaxi to Poirot.
When they arrived at the Poirot Coffee Shop, Xiaozi was already making preparations for opening the store. After Muan Jiaxi followed Amuro Toru into the store, he sat down at his usual seat and picked up his phone to browse.
And Amuro Toru went to the bar and started working.
It was still early, the streets were deserted, and there were only three of them in the shop. This continued until 8 o'clock, when the silence was broken.
Their first customers were the Maori family upstairs. As soon as Xiaolan entered the door, she went straight to her, sat down next to her, and started chatting with her like little sisters.
Mu'an Jiaxi smiled and agreed from time to time, but mostly just listened to what she said.
The family quickly left after breakfast. Mu'an Jiaxi continued to hold his phone, legs crossed, sitting in his usual seat, not moving a muscle, head lowered as he scrolled. His brows sometimes relaxed, sometimes furrowed, his hands clicking rapidly as if he were typing.
[I like Sherlock Holmes too. He is really good at solving cases. He is simply my god.] Mu An Jiaxi edited a message and sent it out.
The other side replied quickly, [Yes, it's rare that we have the same hobbies. It's so rare. Do you know that when I talk about this with others, no one likes to listen. We have no common topics at all.]
[This is normal, after all, few girls like this]
[By the way, are you free on Sunday? Let’s meet up. I can’t wait to get to know you and meet someone like you.]
Mu An Jiaxi looked at the message on his phone, his lips curled up, and he quickly replied: [Yes, I am also looking forward to meeting you. I want to meet a woman who likes Sherlock Holmes.]
[It’s a deal then. I’ll send you the address later. See you on Sunday.]
Muan Jiaxi did not reply, but turned off his phone and looked at Amuro Toru at the bar. He relaxed and leaned back in the chair, his phone tapping rhythmically on his palm, and he was in a very happy mood.
Noticing her gaze, Toru Amuro, who was originally washing vegetables with his head down, suddenly raised his head. Their eyes met. Muan Jiaxi smiled and shook his phone to signal him.
Amuro Toru smiled and lowered his head to do his own work.
Know what you are doing and things will be done.