Chapter 215 In the name of father

"You! Asking for a beating!"

Without saying a word, she grabbed the pillow and threw it away. Natsume Naoki took it easily and quickly blocked her mouth with words: "There was a call from your home just now. It was my senior who answered it. I was afraid that your family would misunderstand, so I told you that you were going out with me."

Let's go for a walk. They asked you to call back when you wake up and they said they would send a car to pick you up."

Cleverly creating opportunities to be alone together, the words were smooth. As long as Chizuru Amamiya went downstairs later and did not confront her senior sister, she would not be a gangster.

Thinking about it later, given her temperament, she wouldn't have to worry about this with her senior sister.

Chizuru Amamiya pouted and took out her mobile phone with an unhappy look on her face. That means if you don't say a few nice words, you'll be beaten later!

She dialed the number of the head maid, and the moment the call was connected, Natsume Naoki took a step forward and sat over, making a silent gesture, smiling and holding the little girl she raised as if to hit her.

fist.

Oh, don't make a fuss.

Miss, you don’t want the family on the other end of the phone to know that you are fooling around in bed with a boy, right?

Natsume Naoki easily restrained her only free hand. It was too easy. The other hand had to make a phone call, so it was impossible to free it.

Since he couldn't curse, Natsume Naoki just held her hand and gently stroked her back, as if he were comforting a stuffed ragdoll cat.

Um……

The feel of the back is almost the same as that of the front. What a sad story!

As for Amamiya Chizuru, looking at Natsume Naoki who had a beautiful smile, she had the illusion that why did this guy suddenly become so cunning?

Is this still the silly senior who can be teased by him with just a few words?

He actually caught himself.

"Hello, eh? Hmm... Well, okay, just at Mianying Bridge, it will take twenty minutes, I understand."

The phone was hung up, and Amamiya Chizuru was about to scold him with her little tiger teeth, but Natsume Naoki stopped her with one sentence: "What did your family say?"

"Hmph!" The little rich woman snorted lightly and said unhappily: "My dad answered the phone and said he would come over too. I asked him to wait for me at Mianying Bridge... In twenty minutes, we will probably go down to have something to eat.

gone."

"They?" Natsume Naoki instantly grasped the key point.

Amamiya Chizuru's expression became a little strange, "My dad said...Izumi's father is also here."

"Remember to add honorifics. It doesn't matter whether you are older or younger than me. We have a good relationship." Naoki Natsume stretched out his hand, lightly tapped her on the head, and gave her a shudder: "I hope you

Don't have such a tense relationship with your senior sister. It's all out of selfish motives, otherwise it will be hard for me to be a good person if I'm caught in the middle... You don't want me to be embarrassed, right?"

"Hmph, for your sake."

"Okay, okay...Thank you Miss Amamiya for your kindness, just for my sake." Natsume Naoki smiled fondly, Amamiya Chizuru looked at the smile in his eyes, and her face turned slightly red.

What, this guy.

Why did you suddenly become enlightened?

As Natsume Naoki said this, he was actually more confused.

Is Konma Amamiya coming?

Izumi Yuki is coming too?

Hiss... If the tabloid reporter this afternoon is really the senior's father, then things will become complicated but intriguing again.

Because if I remember correctly, Izumi Yuki also asked him, "Have we met somewhere?"

Should Natsume Naoki show up? When Natsume Naoki was in trouble, showing up was tantamount to making it clear. He had to apologize to his senior's father, so he put certain things in the open, and inevitably had to say a few words to the little rich woman's father.

...that is when a poor boy meets the richest man.

If you don't show up, you can keep pretending to be stupid.

This stupidity, whether or not to pretend, has become the most pressing question at the moment.

But judging from the little rich woman's answer, she didn't want to embarrass herself, but she had already made a choice for herself.

Otherwise, just ask Amamiya Konma to pick you up at your door.

On the other side, the head maid drove a luxurious business car through Tokyo on a rainy night. The lights of the city that never sleeps made the raindrops confusing. In each raindrop, there was a reflection of Tokyo. Then it disappeared from birth and fell to the ground, destroying that little

The reflection of the city was smashed into the accumulated water on the road.

Sitting in the back row were Konma Amamiya and Yuki Izumi. If there was a car accident, stocks in all walks of life would fall off a cliff tomorrow. Japan would usher in an economic winter early and reexperience the economic bubble at the end of the world.

Amamiya Konma hung up the phone, put the phone on the pedestal, turned to look at Izumi Yuki, and said with a smile: "The little girl asked us to wait at the Menkage Bridge. It seems that she doesn't want us to disturb the child.

"

Izumi Yuuki also laughed: "I do want to meet him. Since Miss Amamiya said so... let's do it next time."

Amamiya Konma asked: "As far as I know, I should have met Mr. Izumi this afternoon."

This old fox is really well informed.

Izumi Yuuki smiled even more, "That young man didn't recognize me as Xiao Mio's father, but he scolded me a lot... Hehe, you scolded me for my daughter's sake, which made me lose my temper, but wait for me

If you identify yourself and stand in front of him, it will be interesting to imagine what your reaction will be."

This sentence brought her closer to Natsume Naoki, and it even had a optimistic meaning, because Izumi Yuki would have realized it now. When I watched the campus festival at noon, I didn't know Natsume Naoki, nor did I know him.

The relationship with his daughter... There is no head maid in his family who reports all the time, and his daughter doesn't say anything.

I figured out that after being tricked by Konma Amamiya, I decided to take back some of the initiative. If the young man my daughter really liked turned out to be someone else, I wouldn't be able to swallow it.

Amamiya Konma sighed softly, "Actually, I wanted to formally meet the child. I was in a hurry today because I was blocked by reporters. I only recognized a familiar face but didn't say a few words. But based on what he meant,

My daughter doesn’t agree to meet me. She has a good relationship but is shy. So, I told Mr. Izumi that I will definitely do it next time.”

"Why does Mr. Amamiya insist on doing this?" Izumi Yuki actually guessed something, "Even if we have a good relationship, we are just a child. What is your identity? It really doesn't matter."

Today Amamiya Konma was unusually interested in a boy he had only met once, which made him think there must be some reason.

Sure enough, Amamiya Konma hesitated for a moment and said: "Mr. Izumi and Nako have already talked this afternoon. Do you have any special feelings? For example, you have met him before, or you feel familiar?"

Izumi Yuuki thought to himself that this was indeed the problem, but he pretended to think about it for a long time, pursed his lips and shook his head: "Then...it really doesn't happen."

"It seems that I am worrying too much." After Amamiya Konma said, he turned to look out the window at the rainy night.

As for whether he really thought so, no one knows.

It actually took more than twenty minutes to take a long detour from the Amamiya family's large estate to the Izumi family and back again.

But when they arrived near the Mianying Bridge, the head maid stopped the car, and the three of them were still listening to the soothing car music. They waited for five or six minutes before they saw two figures holding umbrellas, walking from far to near.

come over.

It's just two girls.

After getting off the car, the head maid held an umbrella for Amamiya Konma. On the other hand, Izumi Yuuki was not so proud. He held the umbrella alone, looking a little lonely.

But seeing Izumi Mio safe and sound, even though he kept saying "Mr. Amamiya is making a fuss out of a molehill" along the way, when he actually saw his daughter, Izumi Yuuki breathed a sigh of relief.

How can there be a father in the world who doesn’t worry about his daughter?

But Amamiya Konma frowned slightly.

Didn't the young man come out to send it off?

But the strange thing is...

He looked around the quiet streets of Tsurumaki on a rainy night, but he felt like he was being stared at from the moment he got off the bus.
Chapter completed!