229 changes from partner to enemy

229 changes 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 stay in a hotel. Staying in a hotel was too ostentatious. 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 settled in, and he had no other clues except the temple fair. He was not in a hurry to search for the photo shooting location, fearing that the greater his hopes, the greater his 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 against the railing and took out his mobile phone to look at it. He captured the image of the back and put it in his mobile phone. If it was really Shu Shu

, her hair has grown a lot, and it should look better when tied up. He likes her best with her ponytail swung behind her, which is both lively and cute.

Thirty-one years old. Men at this age are in their prime time. They love to play and be crazy, but he deeply longs for dullness. He hates the kind of life that is full of extravagant money and has no concept of time, let alone understanding of life.

Meaning, he would rather lean against the window and watch the sunset as he does now.

Maybe he has experienced too many things. He has experienced both what should be experienced and what should not be experienced, and his heart has naturally calmed down.

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

At ten o'clock in the evening, Ling Qiao was reading emails. Suddenly he heard the sound of a car outside. He walked to the window, opened the curtains and looked out. It was the man from the next door who came back. He only saw the back of a woman, bending down to pick up the message.

Pass the man's briefcase and say thank you for your hard work.

When he smiled, he also hoped that when he came home late from working overtime, there would still be someone waiting for him.

Shu Shu turned to look at the door and saw Xia Yang coming back with a tired face. The nanny was very busy behind him, taking his briefcase and his coat.

"You must be very busy today. Seeing how tired you are, why don't I go to work at Maple Leaf Club tomorrow?"

Xia Tianyang smiled and said, "No, many of your book fans come to Maple Leaf Club to look for you now and wait at the door every day. If you go, it's even worse, we won't have to work."

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

"No, really don't go, you should just create at home."

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

The reason why Xia Yang didn't let her show up was firstly because he was worried that she would be exposed, and secondly, he didn't want his grandfather to be angry. He walked slowly to her side and leaned closer to her, but she cautiously avoided it. He was helpless.

He patted her shoulder and said, "Go to bed early and 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 took a walk in the courtyard. She would walk around the hot spring several times every day. It would not be too cold and it would be good for her 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 raised her head and looked around, and saw that the balcony light of the wooden house next door was still on. Because it was daylight, she couldn't tell it unless she looked carefully. The scarf should be from next door. Yesterday afternoon, she heard a sound from next door. It was probably

New residents have moved in.

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

In front of the courtyard was a two-lane cement road, paved with cobblestones on both sides. It was uneven when stepping on it, and green leaves bloomed from the wall. On a whim, Shu Shu raised her arms high and jumped, but her fingertips could only reach a little bit.

She smiled and waved away the sadness in her heart.

Standing in front of her neighbor's walled door, she hung her scarf on the mailbox. People must have been sleeping this early in the morning, so she didn't ring the doorbell. She put it down and left.

Ling Qiao's sudden arrival still disturbed Takeichi Sakurada. Just as he was about to go out, he received a strange phone call. He frowned. The call was from Takeichi Sakurada.

"Hello, who's there?" He pretended not to know and said in Chinese.

"Ling Qiao, I am Sakurada Takeichi." He first introduced himself and his attitude was very good, "Come to Hokkaido?"

"Um."

"Why didn't you notify me when you came? I wanted to entertain you."

"You're welcome, I'm just here for a trip."

"Oh?" Sakurada Takeichi's laughter came from the mobile phone, "Traveling alone? Well, young people should walk around to relax. Ling Qiao, why not meet you when you have time? I'll wait for you during your travels.

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"Okay." Ling Qiao found that Sakurada Takeichi always spoke in a shady manner. The last thing he wanted was for him to find out. However, he had to admit that Sakurada Takeichi's power in Beihai was too terrifying. Even the slightest disturbance could not escape him.

's eyes.

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

When he walked out of the door, the wind outside was bitingly cold. He pulled up the collar of his windbreaker. When he walked out of the walled door, he suddenly found a dark gray scarf hanging on the mailbox. He smiled slightly, picked it up and wrapped it around it.

The neck felt much warmer.

After walking through the entire Temple Fair Street, Ling Qiao stood at the ferry, which is where Osha's photo was taken. He took out the photo to compare, and this is where it was.

Of course, he knew how stupid it was to carve a boat and ask for a sword. Even if the figure on the back 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 will be next month.

on the same day.

Ling Qiao stood at the ferry, looking at the endless flow of people coming and going, and he was at a loss again.

Passing by a bookstore, Ling Qiao walked in with great interest. In the center of the bookshelf was a comic book from the same series. One glance at the cover showed that it was a girl's comic. Several female students were gathered around to discuss when the next book would be released.

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Ling Qiao took a look at the cover. It was written by an author named uhey. She flipped through it casually. It had a very refreshing girly style, which is suitable for young girls who are just starting to fall in love.

He put it down with a smile, instead of picking it up, and walked to the business magazine section.

There were many reports about Takeichi Sakurada, and no one in Japan knew about the Sakurada family. Ling Qiao casually picked up a magazine with Takeichi Sakurada on the cover. He was very confused as to why this old man was so pushy at this age.

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

In the ancient office, Takeichi Sakurada was sitting on a wooden chair, eyes slightly closed, looking very old.

“Tuk-tuk-tuk.”

"Come in."

Xia Yang opened the door and came in, "Grandpa," his expression was a little solemn, "I'm here."

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

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

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

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

Sakurada Takeichi raised his eyebrows and looked at the stubborn grandson in front of him, "You really want to marry her?"

"Yes." Xia Yang nodded firmly. Maybe after getting married, Shu Shu's attitude towards him would become more intimate, instead of being as polite as now.

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

"What?"

Sakurada put a magazine in front of him on May 1st, and the big title on the cover of the magazine was - Centenary Sakurada, who is the successor?

Now it was Xia Yang's turn to be in trouble. Inheriting the Sakurada Enterprise was equivalent to joining the Sakurada Club, which meant he had to do something he didn't want to do. "Is there no other way?"

"No."

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

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

Soon, the news that Sakurada Enterprises was going to hold a cocktail reception made headlines in major radio and newspapers, and the news that the next successor of Sakurada Enterprises would be announced at the reception spread like wildfire.

As for Ling Qiao, he also received an invitation to the cocktail party. Sakurada Takeichi personally called him, so he had no reason to refuse.

Sakurada Enterprise's cocktail party was held very grandly, the entire hotel hall was decorated, and guests and reporters came.

Ling Qiao disliked such an occasion the most, and there were reporters. I was 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 an expensive special suit. He couldn't escape in the end. He couldn't escape from the day he was born. Xia Yang held the wine glass in his hand and took a sip of wine.

Memories from years ago come to mind.

At that time, he was only fourteen years old and his mother was dying. "My child, never go back to Japan, never become a puppet of the Sakurada family." He deeply remembered his mother's last words on her deathbed. He closed his eyes and saw his mother's painful expression.

And the haggard voice is still vivid in my mind.

He did not tell his grandfather the real cause of his mother's death, and Takeichi Sakurada would never know until his death. It was his own arbitrary actions that killed his daughter.

"What? Are you nervous?"

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

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

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

"In the future? Haha, grandpa has paved the road for you, what's there to worry about? Besides, running a business is the same as running an animation club. I believe you can do it well."

"That Shu Shu thing..."

"The Chinese have a saying about starting a family and establishing a career. Don't worry, before you officially inherit Sakurada, you will be married first. Grandpa is waiting to drink your wedding wine."

Xia Yang nodded happily, but he was still helpless. He could never escape this fate.
Chapter completed!