Chapter 152 Rumors of the Zhen Family

On the evening of Saturday, June 29th, I was on the cruise ship of Yumoto’s family.

Lan, Yuanzi, Mei Daizi, Conan, and Ms. Xia Jiang, with the help of the jacuzzi in their respective rooms, after relaxing, they came out for activities again.

At the front end of the deck, Yuanzi, Mei Daizi, Lan, Conan and Miss Xia Jiang lined up, leaning on the recliner, drinking freshly squeezed fresh juice, blowing the sea breeze, watching the sunset slowly, saying no out of comfort.

Mr. Ichiro was not far behind them on the right, drawing something towards them. Ms. Akie and Mr. Ryuro are behind Mr. Ichiro on the right, lying on the railing to watch the sunset.

Mei Daizi asked: "By the way, Miss Xia Jiang, when will you get married?"

"It may be tomorrow night, or it may be..." Miss Xia Jiang said, "This matter must be decided by grandpa, he hasn't made the final decision yet."

"What do you want to do?" Sonoko asked curiously in a low voice.

"I was wondering if I should give her a congratulatory gift," Mei Daizi said in a low voice, "Miss Xia Jiang seems to be pretty good."

"Ha," Yuanzi laughed softly, "If he can play with you, he's pretty good."

"Miss Xia Jiang, are you okay?" Lan asked, "Why are you crying?"

"It's okay, I just suddenly remembered my parents who passed away in a car accident last year." Wiping away the tears from her cheeks, Ms. Xia Jiang said, "I really want them to see how I look in a dress."

Putting down a large plate of snacks, Mr. Zhen Benwu asked with concern: "What's the matter, Xia Jiang?"

"It's nothing, Xiao Wu." Miss Xia Jiang said.

At this time, the very angry voice of old Mr. Haozhe came from behind, "Didn't I say that you are not allowed to bring these things?"

Looking back, not far behind, old Mr. Gozo was pointing at Mr. Ichiro who was painting, and lost his temper at Mr. Hokuro.

Mr. Beilang said hesitantly: "I, I think, as long as Ichiro doesn't, no..."

"As long as I don't see it, is it?" exclaimed old Mr. Hozo, "you can do it."

Mr. Beilang said: "No, no, Dad..."

"Okay, you don't need to explain anymore," Mr. Haozhe said, "I am useless, and my son is not much better. He will only draw pictures there all day long. Didn't you tell him that this is impossible?" Let’s get rid of the delusion of realization as soon as possible.” After speaking, he went to the left of the Lanji people, and he seemed to be out for a walk.

Seeing Mr. Hozo walk away, Miss Xia Jiang said, "Don't worry, my grandfather doesn't like Ichiro's paintings."

"It's all my fault. It's my poor cooking skills that made Dad's mood worse." Mr. Xiang Er came over and said, "Just now, Dad only took one bite and overturned the refreshment I gave you."

"You don't have to do that, Uncle Xianger, Grandpa hates Western cuisine, and Master Miyamoto's cuisine comes first..." Ms. Xia Jiang laughed, "I think your cuisine is delicious."

Mr. Xiang Er smiled and said, "I feel much better when you say that."

"Mr. Xianger," Lan asked, "Excuse me, where is my father?"

"By the way, I'm here to invite you to the restaurant," Mr. Xianger said with a smile, "Mr. Mori is already there."

"Restaurant?" Mei Daizi immediately asked, "Is dinner ready?"

Mr. Xiang Er smiled and said: "Please Miss Mei Daizi to taste my handicraft.

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"Then what are you waiting for?" Mei Daizi smiled, "I'm already hungry."

At this time, old Mr. Hao Zou shouted: "By the way, Xiao Wu, come to my room for a while." After finishing speaking, he walked back first.

"Ah? Ah." Mr. Zhen Benwu hurriedly followed. Mr. Xianger also led Mei Daizi and the others to the restaurant.

Seeing Mr. Hao Zou leave, Mr. Hokuro let out a sigh of relief, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of his suit.

Handing a handkerchief to her husband, Ms. Mariko said: "Honey, just be patient. Dad is getting old and he won't live long. When he dies, the entire Suimoto Group and all the property of the Suimoto family will be destroyed." It's all yours."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple, aunt," Miss Qiujiang said with a smile, "You're being too naive."

"What do you mean?" Ms. Mariko asked quickly, "What do you know?"

"Say it, don't be surprised," Ms. Qiujiang laughed in Ms. Mariko's ear, "I heard it outside Grandpa's room in the afternoon, and he told Butler Suzuki to call the island to get those people ready. After Xia Jiang's wedding, it will be announced that the Zhen family will be handed over to her."

"Ah, how is this possible," Ms. Mariko exclaimed, "impossible."

"Are you kidding me?" Mr. Long Lang said, "I'm heavily in debt now, and I have to get my property."

Miss Qiujiang laughed softly: "There are still about thirty hours left, if we don't want to do something..."

At this time, after entering the cabin, Mei Daizi asked: "Miss Xia Jiang, did you hear that just now?"

"What?" Miss Xia Jiang asked.

Yuanzi smiled and asked, "Hey, what did you hear?"

Mei Daizi asked: "Miss Xia Jiang, it's all about your family's privacy, do you want to hear it?"""

Miss Xia Jiang refused straight away, "No need."

At around 6:30, in the restaurant, when Lan and others arrived, Mao Li was pouring beer into his mouth, filling a large glass, and most of it was gone in one go.

"Daddy!" Lan called.

"Hic!" Molly laughed, "You guys are here."

After looking at it, there was only Maori in the restaurant, and the housekeeper Suzuki who helped set the tableware. Mei Daizi asked, "Huh? Where's my brother?"

Butler Suzuki said, "Mr. Yamazaki, you were here just now."...

The room of Mr. Hozo.

Sitting on the sofa, Mr. Hao Zou said with a smile to Mr. Suimoto Takeshi standing in front of him: "Xiao Wu, you have performed well during this time."

Scratching his face, Mr. Zhen Benwu blushed and said, "Thank you for your compliment."

"Scratch your face when you are shy, you really look like a person," Mr. Hao Zou asked with a smile, "Isn't it, Takehiko Caicheng?"

"Ah!" Mr. Xiao Wu was taken aback.

"You look surprised now, just like your father Isao Choi." Old Mr. Haozhao said with a smile, "When I knew my company was bankrupt."

"You, you..." Mr. Xiao Wu didn't know what to say for a moment.

"What do you want to say? You tampered with the household registration, then sneaked into the company and approached Xiajiang. Now you are only one step away from success." Old Mr. Haozhao asked with a smile, "Tell me what you plan to do? Now prepare What should I do? What will I do in the future? And what did you plan to do?"

"What do you mean?" Mr. Xiao Wu asked angrily.

"It doesn't make any sense," Mr. Haozhe said with a sinister smile, "You came here to avenge your father, I just want to hear that you are going to take revenge by killing me and destroying my family , or prepare to take revenge by hurting Xia Jiang and make a fortune by the way, or go one step further and prepare to directly usurp my family."...

Around seven o'clock, in the restaurant, not far from the door, Miss Xia Jiang was at one table with Mao Li, Conan, and Lan, and Yuanzi and Mei Daizi were at another table.

Mei Daizi was eating her fifth steak, Mori was drinking her third glass of beer, and everyone else was waiting, because everyone hadn't arrived yet, and Yamazaki, Mr. Takeshi, Mr. Ichiro, and Ms. Mariko were all away. Mr. Hao Zou asked the butler Suzuki to deliver a bowl of beef noodles to him after the restaurant opened.

"It's really slow." Sonoko said, "This guy Yamazaki."

"Why, are you looking for me?" Yamazaki walked in and smiled, "Eat first if you're hungry."

Miss Xia Jiang stood up and said, "Mr. Yamazaki."

Yamazaki smiled and said, "Hello, Miss Xia Jiang." As he spoke, he sat down between Mei Daizi and Yuanzi.

"Brother!" Mei Daizi shouted.

Lan asked, "Conan, are you hungry?"

Conan shook his head and said, "No."

At this moment, Ms. Mariko came in, and Sonoko muttered softly, "Now there are only Mr. Ichiro and Mr. Xiaowu left."

Miss Xia Jiang asked with a smile: "By the way, Miss Lan, Miss Yuanzi, do you have anyone you like?"

"Hey," Yuanzi said with a heavy sigh, "I haven't found it yet."

Mao Li smiled and said: "Lan needless to say, there must be none."

"Whoever said I don't have it, you don't understand at all," Lan asked with a smile, "Right, Conan?"

"Huh? Hmm." Conan said.

Miss Xia Jiang asked, "Then what kind of person is he?"

Lan laughed and said, "Well, he not only has a good mind, but also plays football very well, looks handsome, and is very reliable."

Sonoko asked Conan who was on the opposite side: "Little devil, why are you blushing?"

"No, nothing." Conan said.

Maori asked, "Is there such a person?"

"Who said there is none?" Mei Daizi asked back while picking up the sixth steak, "Uncle Mao Li, have you forgotten the guy who stole your business?"

"By the way, it turned out to be that guy." Maori said, "There's nothing he can rely on."

"Business?" Miss Xia Jiang asked, "Excuse me..."

"They are all detectives," Sonoko said with a smile, "They are all detectives."

"Ah!" Everyone in the Yanben family was taken aback, including Mr. Ichiro who was walking in.

People who looked at Zhenben's family were all surprised, and Mao Li asked, "It's strange, what's wrong?"

"I see. No wonder Mr. Yamazaki didn't introduce it at that time." Ms. Xia Jiang laughed. "My grandfather hates detectives the most. He said that kind of person is a despicable guy who stalks people all day long and poachs people's privacy."

"Ah? Then why... ah!" Maori exclaimed, "Conan, you kicked me."

"Sorry, Uncle Maori," Conan said, "I didn't notice."

"Xiao Wu!" Miss Xia Jiang stood up and smiled, "I'm here."

Mr. Xiao Wu said: "I'm sorry, I had something to do in the room just now, so I'm late."

"Your complexion is not very good, are you okay?" Miss Xia Jiang asked, "Hey, where are the pearls on the clip?"

After touching the tie, Mr. Xiao Wu said, "It probably fell somewhere."

At this time, all the people came, and Mr. Xianger began to serve the dishes, and the dinner finally started. ...