Chapter 205 Is an apology just something you say?
After entering the dressing room.
Junichi Sei sat there quietly, without saying a word.
But this put immense pressure on Misae Hayakawa without her even realizing it.
She buried her chin in her chest, like a child who had done something wrong, her beautiful face slightly pale: "Junichi-kun, are you angry?"
What do you think?
"It's Junichi Se," he said calmly.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know he would come today."
Hayakawa Misae shrank her neck and clenched her hands slightly, feeling that she could hardly breathe.
"Oh? So that means he came more than once?"
Junichi Sei sneered.
"Raise your head," Junichi Sei said coldly.
Junichi secretly shook his head; that man didn't understand his situation.
Seijun slightly raised her eyelids.
"That……"
At the same time, I learned about this matter between the girl and the boy.
Sei Jun took a step back, quickly hooked the other person's chin with her fingers, and said in a chilling voice, "You want to avoid being bothered by things like that in the past, because you are sometimes very cunning."
"You should thank me for taking care of him for you?"
"You...you know you were wrong." Miya Hanma swallowed unconsciously.
That's why you ran back to your parents' home.
That's why you understand what the way these girls look at you means.
Gradually, you notice that fewer and fewer boys around you are getting closer and closer to girls. Until one night, when you go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, you hear noises coming from outside your parents' room. You can't help but peek through the crack in the door out of curiosity.
Now that you're married, you're probably as knowledgeable as these young men, and naturally understand women's thoughts.
"Does he think a woman would deliberately try to be mean to him?"
"Director Xu Jie, it's you, Sei Junichi."
"Definitely, definitely!"
“I thought Mr. Murae just regarded me as an ordinary friend, and then he helped me distribute those flyers to my workplace, so... so you invited me to the opening ceremony to thank me.”
To avoid suspicion, you rarely go out, fearing that you might cause trouble for your slowly disintegrating home.
Junichi Sei almost laughed.
Fanma Miya's long eyelashes trembled slightly: "But you're still inside."
Surely after that, you could still convince yourself with those words, but today, the moment the other person appeared, including the things they said, their intentions became quite obvious.
Ultimately, even her family considered her a burden, so she came to Tokyo alone to stay with her future classmates, which is how she met Junichi's father.
"Hehe, Director Hayakawa, you flatter me. It is true that I am giving the order, but you are thinking that the assessment system outside the station has become a bit lax this year. We should tighten it up a bit more. Director Hayakawa probably just thinks you are too quiet."
When you were young, you were still confused about why girls bullied you. But as you entered junior high school and your body grew bigger, those girls who used to hate and bully you stopped bullying you and started to hate you one by one.
I have no doubt that the other person will change their mind, but what's most frightening is that people will learn to agree with what's around them.
But unexpectedly, with the opening of the dry cleaning shop, that same trouble came knocking again.
Is an apology just something you say?
"Haha, brother, you're too kind. It would be bad if you just spoke frankly."
Today is a workday, and you were just being polite afterward, never expecting the other person to make a special trip to come.
"Brother Hayakawa is right! Besides, you're just disturbing his work."
As the dial tone went dead, Junichi calmly put his phone away.
Misae Hanma was speechless for a moment.
"No, no! My brother is an independent shareholder of your company, so naturally he has no right to offer constructive suggestions to the company. If that's the case, I'll give you a little time, and you'll give him a satisfactory answer."
"Junichi-kun, please don't misunderstand, we..."
I'm so clumsy with my mouth!
But fate is cruel; her seventh husband also unexpectedly died in a car accident.
She originally thought that the situation would improve before she got married, but she never expected that everything would be the opposite. Even her future husband's relatives looked at her with a strange gaze.
Rather than knowing when your home was burgled, it's better to delay preparing yourself mentally.
Miya Hanma shook her head desperately, tiny tears welling up from her eyelashes.
"Hey! You still feel more comfortable when you call me 'brother' now. Before, you could call me 'station director' instead. Doesn't that make us seem too distant?"
"Haha, you're naughty. When my brother runs out of time, you must have a naughty drink with him."
"Murae Mitsuhiko? That name doesn't sound familiar. Do you know him? Do you have any instructions, brother?"
"You guys?"
Even her husband's elder sister-in-law was secretly urging her to remarry as soon as possible, hoping that she would receive her husband's inheritance pension before his death.
True hunters are usually very good at disguising themselves. In countries like Japan, it's difficult for a beautiful widow like her to attract attention.
"It is known that there is no talent named Mitsuhiko Murae outside of Taiwan."
"You mean that, really Junichi-kun, he knows that you can develop feelings for others."
Just one glance, and you couldn't sleep all night!
Fanma Meiya's voice lacked strength and was clearly not confident.
beep……
A short while later, the other party's deep voice came through the microphone.
Hayakawa Misae's eyes reddened with anxiety: "No, no, I only met Mr. Murae by chance at the print shop. That day, I went to print flyers at your request."
"So it's Brother Lai, hahaha. Those few days you were thinking about when you'd be free to come over so I could treat you to a meal and catch up. That's when he called."
Looking at the other person's pitiful appearance, Junichi felt a pang of pity, but in order to prevent future troubles, he hardened his heart and asked, "Why didn't you mention this to me?"
Hayakawa Misae's heart skipped a beat. She then slowly raised her smooth chin, gazing up at the cold, handsome face before her and those deep, unfathomable eyes. She bit her lip and gently pressed it together repeatedly.
"Hmm." Junichi nodded in satisfaction, then casually dialed a number and put it on speakerphone under the coffee table.
Hello, who is this?
After that, because the other person had helped you, and because you believed you were being too sensitive, you didn't point it out.
At the same time, with her forehead pressed tightly against the back of her hand, Hanma Miya, kneeling on the ground, trembled involuntarily, barely daring to let out a breath.
Originally, you didn't take it too seriously and simply assumed it was Mr. Murae's bad intentions. However, as time went on, the number of times he appeared by your side decreased, and the way he addressed you became more and more intimate.
"No need for you to trouble yourself, Brother Hayakawa."
“You understand.” Miya Hanma knelt down in a standard dogezuki posture.
"I'm sorry, it was a bit presumptuous of you to call today, but I think you wanted to ask him about someone."
That situation suddenly erupted before her second husband passed away, a reminder to herself that there was no one left to end things.
Yes, if a woman has no ulterior motives, why would she deliberately act badly towards a man, even going so far as to bask in the sun on a busy workday to celebrate for herself?
But now, with Junichi pointing it out, you realize that you've been thinking too simply about the relationship between men and women.
"Go and lock the door."
"..."
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