In the early morning, the clothes hanging on the balcony had dried. Yang Hao put on his own clothes and walked out of the room.
Yukimura Haruko and Aihara Emiko had already gotten up. They were preparing breakfast in the kitchen. When they saw Yang Hao getting up, Aihara Emiko said "good morning" with a smile, but Yukimura Haruko's face was suddenly covered with red clouds.
Last night, Yukimura Haruko and Yang Hao bumped into each other in the toilet. The two of them were quite embarrassed, especially Yukimura Haruko. Just thinking about the scene at that time, her face felt hot with fever. Not only was she wearing only underwear and was exposed by him,
And I even saw that thing of his...
Really dying.
After Aihara Emiko said hello, she looked at Yukimura Haruko next to her, only to find that Yukimura Haruko's face was already like a red apple, and her eyes were extremely shy. She couldn't help but asked strangely: "Haruko, what's wrong with you? Your face is red..."
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Yukimura Haruko was already very embarrassed. When Aihara Emiko asked her this question, she suddenly became more and more shy, like a touched mimosa. She suddenly retorted: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm okay."
Yukimura Haruko's obvious repeated rebuttal aroused Aihara Emiko's suspicion. She turned to look at Yang Hao, but found that Yang Hao also seemed to have an awkward smile on his face. His heart moved and he asked in a low voice: "Haruko,
Did something else happen last night that I don’t know about?”
Yukimura Haruko suddenly panicked. If she said this, she would not be embarrassed. She quickly denied it: "It's okay. I was drunk yesterday. I slept until dawn and didn't even go to the bathroom once...
"
It's okay that Yukimura Haruko didn't explain. After such an explanation, Aihara Emiko's eyes lit up. Bathroom?
Aihara Emiko smiled and hugged Yukimura Haruko's arm, and asked in a low voice: "Did you bump into Yang Hao when you went to the bathroom? Or maybe you ran into the wrong room when you came back and went to the room where Yang Hao slept? Oh,
By the way, you seemed to have taken off your coat when you were sleeping yesterday..."
Aihara Emiko's eyes widened as she spoke, because she felt that she seemed to have guessed the truth. Although she didn't know what the specific matter was, it was probably similar to her guess, so her tail tone naturally lengthened.
, seems very meaningful.
"Oh...you were right, weren't you?"
Yukimura Haruko was shy and panicked when asked by Aihara Emiko, because Yang Hao was right across the street, how embarrassing it was.
Yang Hao saw that Yukimura Haruko's flawless white neck seemed to be slightly red, and knowing that she was probably embarrassed and shy, he took the initiative to change the topic: "You all have to go to work today, right?"
Yukimura Haruko breathed a sigh of relief and quickly replied: "Yes, what about you, Mr. Yang?"
Yang Hao and Aihara Emiko always called each other by their first names, but Yukimura Haruko always felt uncomfortable, so she always called Yang Hao Mr. Yang, and Yang Hao also called her Miss Haruko.
Yang Hao smiled and said, "I have to do something, so I'll take you to the hospital first, and then I'll leave."
Being interrupted by Yang Hao, Aihara Emiko also thought about going to work. Seeing that there was not much time left, the two women stopped fighting and quickly prepared breakfast.
Yang Hao tasted the cooking skills of the two women and secretly praised them. They seemed to be good at cooking.
After the meal, Yang Hao took a taxi to the hospital. The two women got out of the car. Because the two women were busy at work, Yang Hao didn't want the two women to realize that he had a purpose, so he didn't say much, just said that there was a purpose.
If you have time, you can call us.
Yang Hao smiled, waved to the two women, and left casually.
Yang Hao returned to his residence, sat on a chair, thinking about what happened yesterday, and wondered what he should do next.
Although Yang Hao has no time limit now, Yang Hao doesn't want to hang around in Japan all the time. It's just that Yukimura Haruko is full of hatred for her father, so it's probably impossible for her to go to China with him to meet her father.
It seems that we have to think of a way to find another reason to approach Yukimura Haruko that will not cause suspicion, and find a suitable time to tell her the truth.
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Hospital.
Yukimura Haruko and Aihara Emiko changed into nurse uniforms, returned to their posts, and took over the shift with the nurse on duty before.
While they were busy, a man walked in. It was their section chief, Yoshio Kawashima, who forced them to accompany them for drinks last night.
Kawashima Yoshio's face was slapped by Yang Hao yesterday. Even though he took care of it himself last night, his face is still a little swollen today. He didn't want to come to the hospital today, but there was something going on in the hospital today, so he
I am the supervisor and I have to come.
When Yoshio Kawashima walked in, he saw the two women who were busy, and the two women also noticed him at the same time. Both women were a little worried. After all, he was their boss. Yesterday, Yang Hao slapped him.
I don’t know what he will do when he is humiliated and humiliated. You must know that Kawashima Yoshio is a bit small-minded.
Kawashima Yoshio's footsteps paused slightly, and his eyes subconsciously showed a bit of resentment. If it weren't for the two women in front of him, how could he have been slapped last night, and also offended Mr. Yamazaki!
Yukimura Haruko and Aihara Emiko also bit their lips tightly, bowed to Kawashima Yoshio and said, "Hello, Section Chief."
The two women were very nervous because they were not sure whether a violent storm would be waiting for them.
Kawashima Yoshio glanced at the two women, hummed slightly, and walked forward. The two women breathed a sigh of relief. Just as they raised their bodies, Kawashima Yoshio stopped again and turned around and said:
"I drank a little too much last night and may have acted a little too much. Don't take it to heart."
Both women were a little surprised. Is Kawashima Yoshio's tone a disguised apology for what happened yesterday?
After Yoshio Kawashima finished speaking, he ignored the two women and left directly and entered his office.
In the office, Kawashima Yoshio sat on his chair, his face completely gloomy. What happened last night, his heart was full of anger and hatred. He was not willing to suffer this humiliation, but this was a hospital, he
He didn't want everyone to know about the matter, and Yoshio Kawashima was not ready to let go of the two nurses outside either.
Originally, he wanted to achieve his goal through a softer approach, but after what happened last night, he had changed his mind.
Kawashima Yoshio took out his mobile phone and dialed a mobile number. Soon, the call was connected and a lazy voice came from the phone.
"Kawashima, why did you remember to call me?"
Kawashima Yoshio's face remained gloomy, but the words in his mouth were not gloomy at all. On the contrary, they were somewhat enthusiastic: "I'm in trouble and I want to ask you for a favor."
"Why are you helping me? You know I won't help you in vain." The person on the phone was obviously very familiar with Kawashima Yoshio, and he didn't hesitate to speak.
Yoshio Kawashima agreed without hesitation: "I know, I won't let your help go in vain, one million. In addition, you can enjoy the two nurses under me with me."
"Yukimura Haruko and Aihara Emiko?" The voice on the phone suddenly raised twice, seeming a little surprised and a little surprised at the same time.
Kawashima Yoshio snorted coldly and said: "Yes."
"Haha, you didn't allow me to attack them before, why did you suddenly change your mind?"
Kawashima Yoshio said displeasedly, "These are not your concerns, as long as you agree whether to help or not."
"Help, of course I have to help. I am very interested in that woman named Yukimura Haruko. It must be fun to play in uniform. Although Aihara Emiko is not as good as Yukimura Haruko, she is not bad at all, and she is very young...
Well, who do you want to deal with?"
"A Chinese man, twenty-seven or seventy-eight years old, with unknown origins." Yesterday, Yoshio Kawashima told Haruko and Yukimura that they were having dinner with a Chinese man. This was one of the reasons why he became angry. How can you accompany a Chinese man?
Chinese people drink, but they can’t drink with us?
"How do you want to deal with him? Break one of his hands, or one of his feet?"
Kawashima Yoshio's eyes showed a bit of sinisterness: "I want him to die!"
"Kill him?" The man on the phone seemed surprised, but then he laughed again: "It seems that he must have offended you badly, but if you want to kill him, one million is obviously too little.
Bar."
Kawashima Yoshio frowned: "Then how much do you want?"
"Although you and I have never dealt with each other, we are still cousins after all. I won't give you more than three million. No bargaining. I'll help you make him disappear. How about that?"
Kawashima Yoshio gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, but when the time comes I will punish him personally. I want him to beg for mercy in front of me like a dog."
"That's up to you. Anyway, as long as you give me the money, I will help you with everything."
"Okay, it's a deal." Kawashima Yoshio finalized the matter: "I will transfer the money to you immediately. In addition, you must take action as soon as possible, kidnap Yukimura Haruko and Aihara Emiko, and then force the Chinese man to come forward.
Come, then you can take care of him and enjoy those two girls."
"OK, no problem. You don't need to teach me these things. You can transfer the money to me now. Once the money is received, we will start working."
Kawashima Yoshio nodded, hung up the phone, then turned on his computer, entered his bank account, and transferred three million to the other party's account.
After the transfer was completed, Yoshio Kawashima called the other party again and informed the other party that the money had been transferred.
"The money has been received. Just wait at home with peace of mind. I will call you then."
Kawashima Yoshio walked out of his office. When he passed by the nurse's desk, he couldn't help but glance at the two women who were busy behind the nurse's desk. There was a cold light in his small eyes.