One night giants: President, I am married

229 From Partner to Enemy

229 From Partner to Enemy

Ling Qiao arrived in Hokkaido smoothly. Compared with the snow-covered winter, Hokkaido in spring is more vibrant.

He didn't live in a hotel, it was too ostentatious to live in a hotel, he didn't want to be discovered by anyone, so he rented a private house with a hot spring in the courtyard.

It was almost dusk when he stayed, and now he had no other clues except the temple fair. He was not in a hurry to find the location where the photo was taken, fearing that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

He stood on the balcony and felt a little hot, so he took off his scarf and put it on the railing.He leaned his back against the railing, took out his mobile phone to look at it, and he captured the back view and put it in the mobile phone. If it was really Shu Shu, her hair had grown a lot, and it should look better when tied up. He likes her most with her ponytail in the Behind, both lively and cute.

31 years old, a man of this age is a man's prime time, loves to play, loves to be crazy, but he deeply longs for plainness, he hates the life of luxury and money, he has no concept of time, let alone the meaning of life , he prefers to lean against the window and watch the sunset like now.

Perhaps he has experienced too many things, what he should have experienced and what he should not have experienced, he has experienced them all, and his heart naturally calmed down.

He looked at the golden afterglow all over the wall and his lonely figure, feeling very lonely.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Ling Qiao was reading emails when he heard the sound of a car outside. He walked to the window, opened the curtains and saw that the man from the next door had returned. He only saw the back of a woman, bending over to meet her Pass the man's briefcase and say that you have worked hard.

He smiled, and he also hoped that when he worked overtime and came back late, there was still someone waiting for him.

Shu Shu turned her head to look at the door, and saw Xia Yang came back with a tired face, and the nanny was very busy with the briefcase and the coat for him in the back.

"I'm very busy today. Seeing that you are so tired, why don't I go to work at the Maple Leaf Club tomorrow."

Xia Yang smiled, "No, many of your book fans now come to Maple Leaf Club to look for you, waiting at the door every day, if you go, it will be even worse, we won't have to work."

"Hehe, is that an exaggeration? Wouldn't it be a pity if I didn't go and see for myself?"

"No, really don't go, you'd better create at home."

Seeing Xia Yang's insistence, Shu Shu had no choice but to give up, "Okay."

The reason why Xia Yang didn't let her show up was because he was worried that she would be exposed, and secondly, he didn't want his grandfather to be angry.He walked to her side slowly, moved closer, she avoided vigilantly, he was very helpless, patted her on the shoulder and said: "Go to bed early, don't draw too late."

"Yeah." Most of the time, Shu Shu felt that they were more like friends than lovers.

In the morning, Shu Shu takes a walk in the courtyard. She walks around the hot spring several times a day, which is not too cold and good for health.

As she walked, she saw a dark gray thing beside the wall. She walked in and saw that it was a scarf, and it was not Xia Yang's.

She looked up and looked around, and saw that the balcony light of the wooden house next door was still on, because it was dawn, and she couldn't really tell if she didn't look carefully.This scarf should belong to the next door. Yesterday afternoon, I heard a sound from the next door, probably a new resident has moved in.

She went in and put on a coat, then walked out of the courtyard.

In front of the courtyard is a two-lane cement road, both sides are paved with cobblestones, which are uneven when stepped on, and there are green leaves blooming from the wall. On a whim, Shu Shu raised his arms and jumped, and his fingertips only reached a little bit.

She smiled, shaking off a trace of sadness in her heart.

Standing in front of the neighbor's walled door, she hung the scarf on the letter box. She must be still sleeping this early in the morning, so she didn't ring the doorbell, and she put it down and left.

Ling Qiao's sudden arrival still disturbed Takeichi Sakurada. He was about to go out when he received a strange call. He frowned. This call was from Takeichi Sakurada.

"Hello, who is it?" He pretended not to know and said in Chinese.

"Ling Qiao, I'm Takeichi Sakurada." He first announced his family background, and his attitude was very good, "Have you come to Hokkaido?"

"Ah."

"Why don't you notify me when you come, so I can entertain you."

"You're welcome, I'm just here to travel."

"Oh?" Sakurada Takeichi's laughter came from the mobile phone, "Traveling alone? Well, young people should walk around to relax, Ling Qiao, why don't you meet me when you have time, wait for your time to travel .”

"Okay." Ling Qiao found that Takeichi Sakurada always speaks in a weird way, and the last thing he wants is to be known by him, but he has to admit that Takeichi Sakurada's power in Beihai University is too terrifying, and no trouble can escape him eyes.

After hanging up the phone, he was a little angry, but he didn't want to ignore it.

After walking out the door, the wind outside was stingingly cold, so he pulled up the collar of the windbreaker.Walking out of the fence door, he suddenly found a dark gray scarf hanging on the mailbox.He smiled slightly, picked it up and wrapped it around his neck, which made it much warmer.

Walking through the entire Temple Fair Street, Ling Qiao stood at the ferry, where Osha's photo was taken. He took out the photo for comparison, and it was here.

Of course, he knew how stupid it was to ask for a sword, even if that figure was Shu Shu, she couldn't still be here.The photo was taken the day before yesterday. There was indeed a temple fair performance here three days ago, and the next temple fair must be on the same day next month.

Ling Qiao stood at the ferry, watching the steady stream of people coming and going, he was at a loss again.

Passing by a bookstore, Ling Qiao walked in with great interest. In the center of the bookshelf was the same series of comic books. Just looking at the cover, you could tell it was a girl comic. Several female students were discussing when the next book would be released. .

Ling Qiao took a look at the cover, it was an author named uhey, flipped through it casually, it was very fresh girly style, just suitable for young girls who are just in love.

He put it down with a smile, didn't pick it up, and walked over to the trade magazine section instead.

There are many reports about Takeichi Sakurada, and no one in Japan does not know the Sakurada family.Ling Qiao picked up a magazine with Sakurada Takeichi as the cover, he was very puzzled, why this old man is so pushy at this age.

I opened the magazine and read a few pages at random. Everyone was puzzled by what he was wondering about. Takeichi Sakurada has not yet established a successor.

In the ancient office, Takeichi Sakurada sat on a wooden chair with his eyes slightly closed, looking old-fashioned.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

"Come in."

Xia Yang pushed the door open and came in, "Grandpa," he said with a serious expression, "I'm here."

"Well, sit down." Sakurada Takeichi picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea, "It's rare that you come to see me, tell me, is there anything you want me to do?"

Xia Yang was not sure that grandpa would agree, but he had to try, "Grandpa, I want to marry Shu Shu, but she must have an identity."

"Marry?" Sakurada Takeichi frowned, "You know that's impossible, she has an identity, and her identity is in China."

"Grandpa, there is nothing you can't do, I know."

Takeshi Sakurada raised his eyebrows one by one, looking at the stubborn grandson in front of him, "You want to marry her that much?"

"Yes." Xia Yang nodded resolutely, maybe after getting married, Shu Shu's attitude towards him would become intimate, instead of being polite like now.

He frowned and thought for a while, "It's not impossible to have a fake identity, but you have to agree to one condition."

"what?"

Sakurada Wuyi put a magazine in front of him, and the headline on the cover of the magazine was—Centenary Sakurada, who is the successor?

Now it's Xia Yang's turn to make trouble. Inheriting the Sakurada Enterprise is equivalent to joining the Sakurada Society, so he has to do something he doesn't want to do. "Is there no other way?"

"No."

Xia Yang stood up, bowed politely, "Okay, I agree." After speaking, he turned and left.

Sakurada Takeichi was very disappointed. Even though he had achieved his goal, if he had a better successor candidate, he would not force his grandson. However, he felt more and more that he was not good enough, time is not forgiving.

Soon, the news that Sakurada Enterprise would hold a reception hit the headlines of major radio and newspapers, and the news that the next successor of Sakurada Enterprise would be announced at the reception spread like wildfire.

As for Ling Qiao, he also received the invitation to the reception, and Takeichi Sakurada personally called, and he had no reason to refuse.

The reception of Sakurada Enterprise was held very grandly, the entire hotel lobby was completely decorated, guests and reporters all came.

Ling Qiao disliked such occasions the most, and reporters, I am afraid that the news of his coming to Japan could no longer be concealed.

In the rest room of the hotel, Xia Yang was wearing a special and expensive suit. He still couldn't escape in the end, and he couldn't escape from the day he was born.Holding the wine glass in his hand, Xia Yang took a sip of the wine, and the memories of more than ten years ago came to mind.

At that time, he was only 14 years old, and his mother was dying, "Son, don't go back to Japan, and don't become a puppet of the Sakurada family." He deeply remembered his mother's last words when she was dying. When he closed his eyes, his mother's painful expression and The haggard voice was vivid.

He didn't tell his grandfather the real cause of his mother's death, and Takeshi Sakurada would never know that it was his own arbitrariness that killed his daughter.

"What? Are you nervous?"

At some point, Sakurada Takeichi came in, Xia Yang hurriedly put down the wine glass, but accidentally spilled the wine on the suit.

Takeichi Sakurada sighed, "Don't be nervous, you don't need to say anything..." He said to the subordinates outside, "Bring another suit right away."

"I'm not nervous about the reception, I'm nervous about my future."

"In the future? Hehe, grandpa has paved the way for you, so why worry? Besides, running a business is the same as running an animation club for you. I believe you can do well."

"The Shushu thing..."

"There is a Chinese saying that getting married and starting a career, don't worry, before you officially inherit Sakurada, you will be allowed to get married first, and grandpa is waiting to drink your wedding wine."

Xia Yang nodded in relief, but was still helpless.He could never escape this fate.

Sakurada Takeichi comforted: "Don't worry about the sky anymore, you will inevitably cooperate with Ling Qiao in the future, if Shu Shu's matter is not handled well, you will turn from partners to enemies."