Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 364: Best of Both Worlds_1

"Keep your voice down!"

Qingfeng rubbed his ears, peered outside through the slightly ajar door, then wrapped his arms around Mingyue’s slender waist, chuckling, "Don’t worry, uncle won’t touch Furukawa."

"Why not?"

"Because his mind is clear enough."

With his fingers lightly tracing the smooth skin of Mingyue’s waist, Qingfeng continued, "In Lingnan, I tracked and surveilled him, and it wasn’t just for a day or two. If it hadn’t been for aunts Li and Bing, who are too terrifying, I could have known how many bites of food he had each day, clear as day.

You don’t know, back then, not only did Uncle have Yang Hanqing and Mengmeng’s mom by his side, but also Lu Lichun and Ding Jianwei.

Especially that Lu Lichun—’flirtatious’ isn’t enough to describe her charm. She tried every trick in the book to seduce Uncle, but she never succeeded in the end.

Compared to her, Furukawa Shizuka’s level is far behind. If you’re really worried, you should worry about Ding Jianwei instead.

During the banquet tonight, she and Uncle were in the bathroom stall..."

After Qingfeng had whispered in her ear, Mingyue immediately became furious, "What? You..."

"Madam, could you please not be so loud?"

Qingfeng checked again across the corridor, then closed the door, guiding Mingyue to sit down on the bed.

"The reason I let Furukawa sleep in Uncle’s bedroom was actually to create an opportunity for him.

Grandfather said that Uncle’s greatest weakness is his deep emotions, and that is also his greatest strength.

Although such a man can never become a powerful overlord, it is easy for him to obtain a level of loyalty that any overlord would envy.

Have you noticed that since Uncle let Furukawa take that bite earlier today, her eyes when she looks at Uncle have changed?

And just now, her sulking demeanor with Uncle—doesn’t it resemble how you act when you’re angry and won’t pay attention to me?

Therefore, Furukawa is close to falling. The closer she is to Uncle at this moment, the sooner she will become like Yang Hanqing, Lu Lichun, Ding Jianwei, as well as Yun Shi Yu and Zhou Qingyuan.

Women who know they can’t be loved in return, yet still choose to never leave or forsake, forcing them to betray would be harder than killing them.

Thus, Uncle is self-disciplined enough not to easily betray Aunt Jiang Xue, while at the same time, he can obtain a loyal and devoted ally. It’s the best of both worlds, how great is that!"

On the surface, Qingfeng appeared straightforward, and Mingyue seemed dark, but in reality, it was quite the opposite; Mingyue was the truly naive one, with Qingfeng being no different from a monkey, just more cunning.

After pondering for a long time with knitted brows, Mingyue couldn’t find any flaws in Qingfeng’s words, but still felt it was an affront to her dignity. Consequently, she stretched out her hand and pinched a soft part of his flesh.

"Now let’s get back to the issue of the bathroom stall." She asked through gritted teeth, "Why didn’t you stop it? Aunt Jiang Xue is so good to you, how can you be so heartless?"

Qingfeng winced in pain, "My dear Mingyue, please spare me!

Ding Jianwei is a special agent for the Security Bureau, with a professional nature that is crucial and indispensable to Uncle.

Put bluntly, if Uncle can only have one woman beside him in addition to Aunt Jiang Xue, it has to be her.

Moreover, she is not Uncle’s subordinate; their statuses are equal, in an alliance.

If my interference were to cause a rift in that relationship, Grandfather would really break my legs, do you understand?"

"But... but you can’t just watch her take Uncle away. Aunt Jiang Xue would be heartbroken to death."

"It won’t happen. Like I said before, Uncle is very lucid and values loyalty so much; Ding Jianwei at most might take some advantage, but she couldn’t steal him from Aunt Jiang Xue in her next life."

Saying this, Qingfeng pulled Mingyue onto the bed, "Alright, alright, no more unnecessary worries.

My wound hasn’t fully healed, and I’ve been busy all day. Instead of getting angry over Uncle’s women, you might as well take good care of me."

Mingyue felt something unusual at the front of her chest and looked down to find that the top of her nightgown was missing, and even the hooks of her bra were undone. She blushed with embarrassment and instinctively kicked the naughty boy off the bed.

Meanwhile, in the master bedroom, Furukawa Shizuka came out of the bathroom wearing a quietly elegant floral yukata, drying her long hair, and said as if it was the most natural thing, "The water in the tub is still hot, sir, you can go in now."

Xiao Ming knew that in Japan it was customary for a whole family to use the same tub of hot water, but he still pretended to disdain, "I would never use your bathwater!"

Furukawa Shizuka’s eyebrows arched slightly, "Is sir afraid of Shizuka?"

"Ha?" Pointing to his own nose, Xiao Ming raised his voice several degrees, "Me, afraid of you? What a joke!"

As if Furukawa Shizuka just recalled something, she said, "Oh right, the injury on sir’s leg hasn’t healed, and his arm got bitten by me too, he shouldn’t get wet, washing alone is too inconvenient, why don’t I help..."

Bang!

Xiao Ming immediately closed the bathroom door and deliberately locked it.

Furukawa Shizuka’s lips curled into a smile, she hummed a song from her hometown as she sat down at the vanity table, picking up some body lotion to apply.

While applying the cream, she suddenly remembered the night she had drugged Xiao Ming. Her eyes gradually filled with moisture, and she reached into her makeup bag and took out a transparent glass bottle no bigger than a thumb.

The little bottle bore no marks, containing more than half a bottle of a milky white, slightly sticky liquid that looked like some kind of cream.

But Furukawa Shizuka knew all too well that just two milliliters taken orally, or a half milliliter injected, would be enough to turn an adult into a wild beast ruled by desire for three hours.

She gripped the bottle tightly, her gaze flickering unsteadily as she stared at the cup on the bedside table.