Xia Weiyang wrinkled her nose and said, "I'm not a child. I'm five years old."
Jiang Ciyou laughed.
His son has a righteous character and is always serious.
Sometimes talking to him feels like talking to an adult.
Therefore, the way they get along with each other is more like friends.
"Mom, I hope you can recover your memory quickly."
"Why?"
"Because I hope you and daddy will give me a little brother."
Jiang Ciyou was very surprised.
"Why do you want a little brother?"
Xia Weiyang said, "Because I always dream, and in my dreams there's always a little brother playing with me."
Jiang Ciyou nodded: "Then let's speak Chinese in private from now on. Once Mom can speak Chinese completely, maybe she can recover her memory."
Jiang Ciyou knew that Zuo Muxia could speak Chinese.
Their school also has Chinese classes.
But Feng Zuomu strictly forbade him to speak Chinese at home.
Xia Weiyang immediately said in Chinese: "Damn it, Mom, I'll be your little teacher."
"Don't you want to tell Dad about this?"
Xia Weiyang frowned, as if thinking.
He is not used to lying.
But after thinking for a while, he nodded: "䗽."
He wanted to have a younger brother so much.
The little brother in the dream was very cute, a tender pink ball.
A pair of round eyes are very cute.
On Yan Feng’s birthday.
The family of three went to the Golden Moon House.
They had been to Jinyue House many times and were very familiar with it.
This is a hot spring street paved with stone slabs. The streets are narrow and lined with traditional Japanese snacks and various izakayas. Kingetsu-ya is located deep in the road. There is a spring gushing out on the side of the street, forming a hanging hot spring, which is full of Showa style.
Once you enter, it's like stepping into a time tunnel. The lobby is filled with all kinds of nostalgic furniture, and the decoration is a fusion of Western and Japanese styles. The wooden floor is polished to a shine, the corridors and stairs are winding, and the wooden beams and pillars exude an ancient atmosphere.
There are open-air pools and many bathhouses of different styles. There are many Japanese-style rooms in the building with more than ten floors.
Jiang Ciyou and his friends booked an ordinary room.
After all, the top-level suite here, the Yueyue House, which comes with its own bathhouse, is priced sky-high and is generally not open to the public.
They are all used to entertain VIPs.
But today, the Yueyue House is brightly lit.
Bo Jinxiu and Yamamoto, the director of He Yin's group, had just finished discussing cooperation.
Next to Yamamoto is a beautiful woman in kimono.
All the while pouring tea for both of them.
Only after the ceremony was over did Yamamoto introduce himself to Bo Jinxiu.
"This is Sakuragi Yukina, the top Kabuki star in Tokyo. Mr. Bo, please accept my sincerity."
Yamamoto's meaning is very clear.
It means to give Sakuragi Yukina to him as a gift.
Bo Jinxiu's expression was indifferent: "I have no interest in Mr. Yamamoto's beloved things. Besides, if my wife knew, she would be unhappy. I would never do anything to make her unhappy."
Yamamoto said, "You are here, what you said and did, your wife doesn't know. How can a man be bound by a little woman?"
Bo Jinxiu's expression suddenly turned cold: "She will always be in my heart, I will never betray her."
Yamamoto didn't know Bo Jinxiu's marital status.
But he still sighed and said, "If that's the case, then I won't force it. Mr. Bo's wife must be the happiest woman in the world because she met you."
Bo Jinxiu drank a cup of tea and said, "No, I am the luckiest man in the world because I met her."
Bo Jinxiu's words instantly aroused Yamamoto's interest.
"Mr. Bo and your wife's love is enviable. I wonder if I'll have the chance to meet your wife when I go to China?"
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