Hojo Yumi gritted his teeth and left, but Yoshigan hadn't realized his negligence.
The Hojo driver waiting downstairs could see everything happening downstairs. Oda Shiori, who was driving a luxury car, had a gorgeous appearance, shining as brightly as the sun in the darkness.
As long as the driver is not blind, he will naturally see Xiangyan's scene clearly, and it will be useless for Yiyin to argue that he has no woman.
The most important thing is that it is impossible for Hojo Yumi to go back and question Yoshigan. What qualifications and position does she have to blame Yoshigan? As Yoshigan said, the two are just distant relatives.
Hojo Yumi could only feel anxious secretly, and decided to transfer to another school and come to Tokyo to study.
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Yiyin, who had just returned to the room, heard the knock on the door again. He opened the door and asked.
"Why are you back again? Is there anything else?"
When he saw the person in front of him clearly, he found that it was not Hojo Yumi, but an urban beauty about the same age as himself, with a charming appearance.
She was wearing a women's suit, dressed as a capable professional elite strong woman, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, her thick hair tied up in her head, and she looked at Yiyin with a smile, who was embarrassed because she recognized the wrong person.
"Uh... I'm sorry... who are you? What's the matter?"
The woman just stood there casually, giving Yiyin a sense of oppression that made him want to bow his head.
Whether it was her beautiful face or outstanding temperament, as well as her curvy figure that was flattered by women's suits, Yiyin couldn't help but swallow his saliva and think about it.
D or E...there can't be an F...probably not, that would be too exaggerated...
The other party bowed slightly and handed over the thing in her hand. Her voice was low and magnetic, more neutral than ordinary women, with a certain allure that seduced people's hearts and souls.
"I'm Akechi who just moved next door. I'm taking the liberty to visit you. I'm going to cause you trouble in the future."
Yiyin quickly bowed in return, took the gift from the other party, and said.
"Nothing, please take care of me in the future."
Yi Gin lowered his head and glanced at it. The gift was just simple soba noodles, a gift tag with red and white threads tied into a bow, and "Otayo" written above the water line. It was a standard housewarming gift.
He was just a little strange. Usually new neighbors would visit before they moved in. Why did this neighbor come to visit after he moved in?
Yiyin didn't have time to think about it and looked at the self-introduction on the gift tag.
Akechi Eri, you are a lawyer by profession? How come a lawyer lives in a community like Tuanchi?
Lawyers in the island country are the elite of the elite. They need to pass the preparatory examination with a 4% success rate and then pass the judicial examination with a 2 to 3% success rate in order to obtain a practicing license.
Whether such elites work as prosecutors in government departments or as lawyers in law firms, they have a bright future. Cheap communities where low-wage blue-collar workers live like Hetuandi are simply out of reach.
The urban beauty in front of her looks like she is only in her mid-twenties. Most law students are still studying hard to prepare for exams at this age, but her dress and temperament seem to be quite successful.
Yoshigan carefully observed Akechi Eiri in front of him, feeling very envious in his heart.
No matter why they came to live in Tuanchi, they must be very capable, which is completely different from a guy like me who can't read well and can only rely on hard work.
The two sides exchanged a few words, and Akechi Eiri bowed and left.
Yiyin saw off the guests and closed the door, but Akechi Yingli outside the door did not leave immediately. Instead, he stared at the closed door with a complicated expression on his face.
She gently touched the door that separated the two people, as if they were separated from each other.
He who used to be so arrogant has turned into this submissive and careful person. He no longer has the high-spirited and high-spirited attitude he once had.
But why... I have pimples on my skin, my heartbeat keeps accelerating, and I am still obsessed with him.
Saint..My Saint..
Akechi Eri sighed and turned around to leave, returning to her room next door.
This is supposed to be a 30-square-meter cabin like Yiyin's room, but the strange thing is that there is a small door on the side of the room.
Akechi Yingli walked through the room and opened the door. There was another 30-square-meter hut. It turned out that the one next door was also occupied by her.
Akechi Eri lit up the lamp, lighting up the dark room. The windows of this room had been sealed, and the four walls were covered with photos. The reflections of the photos reflected strangely under the light.
If Yiyin saw this room, he would definitely be shocked, because the photos on the wall, large and small, all of different sizes were of him.
There are his smiles, his frowns, his tired wiping of sweat, his bowed head to apologize... all kinds of him popping up on the wall, with different expressions and environments.
There is a complete set of computer equipment in the middle of the room, surrounded by three huge computer screens on three sides, as if to let the moviegoers sitting in the middle go deep into it and be immersed in it.
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At this moment, Yi Yin from various angles was shown on the screen, and he was opening the gift cards and soba noodles he had just received.
Akechi Eiri sat in a position surrounded by monitors, looked at the handsome Yoshiun on the screen, smiled infatuatedly, and murmured to himself.
"It's still not clear enough. It needs to be 4k, and the angles are too few. Let's add a few more pinholes later.
But it’s enough for the moment. I just moved here and just keep improving slowly.”
Akechi Eri is a genius. He skipped grades for many years in school, passed the judicial examination as an adult, and now serves as a second-level prosecutor in the Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office.
The reason why she cannot be directly promoted to the first level is not a matter of ability, but because of seniority. A second-level prosecutor must have eight years of work experience before she can be promoted.
Akechi Eri's life has been smooth and smooth. With his superhuman intelligence, he has already understood the rules of the game in all aspects of the island country's society.
Learning the rules, using the rules, and the winner is justice has become the instinct of wisdom and ethics.
But behind the smooth sailing, there is the self-doubt of a genius.
Who am I, where do I come from, where am I going, and what is the meaning of my life? Is using the rules to play with these stupid people my pursuit in this life?
Such a life is too boring.
This kind of trouble continued until one day not long ago, Akechi Eri had a long dream. In the dream, she recalled many interesting events from her previous life.
Looking at Yoshigan on the screen who was struggling with life and work, Akechi Eri couldn't help but want to laugh.
Holy man, holy man, I never thought you would be here today. Sure enough, the way of heaven is so easy to reincarnate. You were too strong in your last life, so you can only be a weakling in this life.
The scene downstairs where Oda Shiori forcibly kissed Yoshigan flashed through his mind. Instead of being displeased by the Minotaur, Akechi Eiri felt a little more excited about the Minotaur.
Saint, you have worked hard all your life and have fun. As long as you can spend this life happily, it doesn't matter if I help you push your butt.
Akechi Yingli licked the corner of his mouth. The emotions of a genius are indeed different from those of ordinary people.