Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 323 It’s not appropriate even during the day

Although Yoko's answer was modest, Fujiwara could feel the joy and relief in her heart. The film's success is undoubtedly an important milestone for her, as past failures have brought her a lot of pressure and negative reviews.

Fujiwara could feel the anxiety and anticipation in her heart. He sat quietly in front of his desk, and his conversation with Miss Yoko made him clenched the phone in his hand.

"Yoko, don't blame yourself too much. Past failures are not entirely your responsibility." Fujiwara tried to comfort her, but also hoped to give her some confidence and support.

"Uh-huh."

Okino Yoko sighed softly, and her fingers slid gently on the phone, as if looking for comfort and courage. "I know, but the failure hit me hard. I'm worried that this time the film will also be criticized and disappointed by the audience."

"As you said, the success of the movie is not the fault of one person, and the failures in the past are not your fault alone."

Fujiwara could sense her nervousness, and he understood that her focus on the film's box office was driven by her desire to prove her worth and escape the shadows of her past.

"Yoko, you have put in a lot of hard work, and your talent and charm are undeniable. In this movie, I believe you will surprise the audience. Don't worry too much, you have done your best."

Fujiwara knew that the box office performance of the movie Yoko mentioned was ruined by public opinion caused by the real-life cheating of the male lead and the female lead. It was a bit too much to blame this on Yoko.

There was firmness and support in Fujiwara's voice, and Yoko couldn't help but feel a warmth flowing into her heart. She closed her eyes gently, took a deep breath, and tried to relax.

"Thank you, it would be great if everyone understood me like Mr. Fujiwara." Miss Yoko's voice gradually became firmer.

Fujiwara sensed something was wrong and immediately corrected him, "You can't make everyone like you, not even with magic. All you can do is change your attitude towards this matter."

He was in this state when he was in the Fujiwara family. Thanks to his correct mentality, they couldn't impress him no matter what they said. In the end, they themselves lost their mentality and refused to chat with him.

"Yoko, you are an excellent artist, and your efforts and talents will eventually be recognized. No matter what the outcome, I will always support you."

"Magic? Haha, Fujiwara-kun, how do you know that magic can't make everyone like you?"

Yoko's voice rang on the phone, and Fujiwara could hear her laughter. It seemed that she had settled down.

Gradually it became relaxed and enjoyable. Yoko mentioned her love for tea, and Fujiwara was also a tea lover. Although he doesn't drink often, he is still curious about cool things.

They began to share their knowledge and experiences about tea, and discussed the beauty of tea art and tea ceremony.

"Miss Yoko knows tea ceremony, I thought."

"Does Fujiwara-kun think I'm just a girl group idol who likes to pretend to be cute and doesn't know anything about life?"

"I didn't tell you that, did I?"

"Hahaha, after Fujiwara-kun said this, I remembered that I had just hung up a pot of tea."

"Really? I just hung up a pot of hot water. I don't know what's going on. I'll take a look."

Yoko smiled and walked into the kitchen and took out the prepared tea cups and tea leaves. She gently poured the tea leaves into the teapot, brewed it with warm water, tilted the teapot gently, and poured the tea into the cup, with focused and careful eyes.

The sun shone on her body, and the warm breeze blew over her face, making her feel a sense of peace and comfort. "Actually, I invited Mr. Fujiwara to come to my house as a guest tonight. I plan to cook myself." He just walked out of the kitchen. When Fujiwara heard this, his face became a little embarrassed. Logically speaking, he could understand that Yoko just wanted to celebrate her joy at the box office, but as the most popular actress at the moment, she was very much noticed by the paparazzi. If the incident of a strange man entering and exiting Yoko's apartment late at night was sold to a newspaper as a hot spot, it would cause unnecessary trouble.

Although it is said that idols' love scandals can be beneficial to them by increasing exposure in some aspects, it is a very troublesome matter for Fujiwara.

He is not a star and does not need to be hyped. Although Yoko is unlikely to use Fujiwara to stir up scandals, after all, there is a saying that actors are ruthless, so it is not a bad thing to be more careful.

After waiting for no reply for a long time, Yoko continued, "Although I have always been a cooking idiot in early variety shows, in fact, during the filming, I also used my free time to learn cooking skills. On my days off, I try new recipes. Cooking is a way for me to relax and enjoy myself, and it’s also an opportunity to share good food with friends.”

"That's good, but wouldn't it be appropriate for me to go to your house at night?"

Okino Yoko seemed to understand Fujiwara's worries and said, "Then you can come over at noon tomorrow. No one will say anything when we eat and chat during the day. Besides, I even bought champagne. It would be a pity not to drink it."

Fujiwara doesn't understand that for paparazzi, there is no difference between day and night, and the photos taken during the day are clearer.

"You can drink champagne, but let's change the place. Since you want to celebrate, choose a place where you won't be disturbed. I'll choose the address. How about I send it to you tomorrow?"

Yoko didn't say anything after seeing that the other party agreed. After all, eating is not about eating, but she always felt that cooking made by herself would be more sincere.

Fujiwara heard the noise coming from downstairs and curiously walked over with a teacup in hand. He saw a black extended-length Lexus sedan parked in front of Fujiwara's house. Four people in suits and ties each got out of the car carrying two large boxes. , stood in a row.

Then a man carrying a briefcase got out of the car on the side of the road, went around to the back seat of the car on the other side, and respectfully opened the door for the last person.

I saw a man in a kimono get out of the car and scolded a few people for not doing this. Then with the help of another person, he put on the haori and strolled to the door of Fujiwara's house.

The man carrying the briefcase hunched over and cautiously pressed the doorbell.

"Ding dong!"

The ringing doorbell indicates that the other party is really coming to see him.

He wanted to go down and have a look.

These obviously strange people made him very confused. He couldn't figure out who these people were and why they came to him.

"Okay, Fujiwara-kun chooses the location. I'll treat you."

"We'll talk about this when we get there. I'm going to hang up the phone. Someone knocks on the door. I'll go down and take a look. You wait for my message."

"Oh, okay, hang up. See you then."

After hanging up the phone, Fujiwara put down the teacup in his hand and walked quickly downstairs. He walked to the door and hesitated for a moment before opening the door.

As soon as the door opened, the man on the other side said, "Long time no see, Fujiwara-kun. You have changed a lot in the month since you left the Ooka family..."

(End of this chapter)