"Who said in your ears that your love for me will never change, just for this sentence..."
Jiang Zhendong was listless, sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding the TV remote control in his hand, pointing at the large color TV not far away, and pressed the button for a while.
Several stations in a row were broadcasting the hit drama "The Legend of White Snake".
He has no interest at all in such a bloody series.
In his opinion, this drama has some incorrect views. He is rich and powerful and only likes women. Just thinking about things like Japanese snakes gives him goosebumps.
Not finding the TV he liked to watch, Jiang Zhendong turned off the TV and threw the remote control on the coffee table in front of him.
He took out a cigarette and lit it for himself.
According to his original plan, he planned to return to the beautiful country immediately after celebrating the New Year.
In a corrupt capitalist country, as long as you have money, you can do whatever you want.
For women and so on, he flicked the money around, and there were many people who were willing to hold an open-air conference with him.
No matter how dissolute he is outside, after a few years of living, he will still be a returnee and an elite when he comes back.
When you stay in Kyoto, you have to maintain your image and live with a fake face, which is very tiring!
What's more, because he took off his clothes and rolled around at someone else's engagement party a few years ago.
When he goes out to play, those in the circle always look weird when they see him.
Just pointing at him behind his back was fine, but some guys were even more unscrupulous, taunting him in front of his face.
Every time he went out, he encountered this kind of thing, which made Jiang Zhendong extremely depressed.
After a period of time, he simply stopped going out and stayed at home.
The cigarette he had just lit was only half smoked. He was so upset that he immediately put out the cigarette.
He picked up the phone near the sofa and dialed his fourth uncle Jiang Limin directly.
"Hey, Fourth Uncle, didn't you say that one of Mr. Murakami's senior brothers came here in the past two days?"
"Where are the others? Are they here?"
"If I keep dilly-dallying and never see anyone, I'm too lazy to wait and will go back to the beautiful country!"
The number he dialed was his fourth uncle Jiang Limin's eldest brother's number.
Although the signal of Big Brother was very criticized, Jiang Zhendong was lucky. After a few rings, the call was connected directly.
The kind of life I have been living during this period has made me extremely bored and frustrated to the extreme.
If it weren't for the hatred in my heart that supported me, I wanted to find out the culprit behind the plot that made me lose face, and then take revenge.
Ten days and eight days ago, he might have boarded a flight to the beautiful country.
"Don't worry, Xiaodong, Mr. Murakami and I are at the airport now."
"The powerful person he invited has successfully received the call, and we are preparing to go to your residence."
"If you have good wine and good food, have them prepared, we will rush to your place in no more than an hour."
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On the other side of the phone, Jiang Limin said cheerfully.
While talking on the phone with Jiang Zhendong, he seemed to be chatting with someone, and there were a few birdsong between his words from time to time.
"Already here? Okay, okay, okay..."
"I will notify the nearby restaurants now and ask them to quickly prepare a table of good food for me and send it to me!"
Hearing this good news, Jiang Zhendong was so excited that he couldn't help himself.
After hanging up the phone call to his fourth uncle Jiang Limin, he immediately found the phone number of a nearby hotel and dialed it.
He would definitely disdain doing things like cooking for himself.
When he was staying in his courtyard house, when he was hungry, he would always make a phone call to a nearby restaurant and ask them to arrange for it to be delivered to him.
He was already familiar with this kind of thing.
More than half an hour later, several service staff from nearby restaurants had prepared meals for him and delivered them to his restaurant.
After waiting for another ten minutes, Jiang Limin, Taro Murakami, and a woman with long hair and a loose white dress appeared in front of Jiang Zhendong.
The woman looked to be in her late thirties.
When it comes to appearance, although she is not a stunning beauty, she is definitely a beauty.
The only criticism is that this woman looks too cold.
Not only her complexion, but also her exposed skin was extremely pale, without any trace of blood.
"Fourth uncle, Mr. Murakami, this eldest sister is the expert you call..."
After looking the woman up and down, Jiang Zhendong was confused and asked his fourth uncle to confirm.
"Baga!"
Perhaps it was his words that made the woman a little dissatisfied. Her face darkened and she snorted coldly.
The next moment, Jiang Zhendong looked horrified, and his whole body froze on the spot.
In his sight, he seemed to feel that the surrounding environment had completely changed.
Now, he was in the vast snowy land, with heavy snow falling in the sky. A woman with white hair and white eyebrows, her whole body covered in a white robe, was slowly walking towards him.
When he was trying to see clearly what the woman looked like, the daughter lifted the veil herself.
Then, a bloody mouth suddenly opened and bit him...
"Ah..." Jiang Zhendong screamed.
His whole body fell to the ground, and then he rolled several times in succession, shrank under the dining table, hugged a table leg, and began to tremble non-stop.
"Sister Ono, no!" Taro Murakami on the side spoke at the right time and stood in front of the woman.
Then, the two of them chatted for a while.
Jiang Zhendong was trembling while hugging the legs of the table. In the blink of an eye, his vision returned to normal.
He was so embarrassed that he quickly got out of the table and stood up.
When he looked at the woman again, there was an obvious fear in his eyes.
"Young Master Jiang, this is my senior sister Ono Sari!"
"She has been a cultivator for many years and doesn't know much about the ways of the world. The reason why she took action just now had no other meaning."
"She just felt something from you."
"This is purely a misunderstanding, don't take it to heart!"
With a face full of apology, Taro Murakami bowed several times to Jiang Zhendong and explained.
Japanese people attach great importance to etiquette.
Whether Taro Murakami's actions were sincere or fake, at least he seemed to give people a sense of sincerity.
"I don't mind, I don't mind. I was a little presumptuous just now!"
Jiang Zhendong waved his hands repeatedly and said.
The panic on his face softened a lot after Taro Murakami apologized.
However, when he looked at the woman named Ono Sari, his eyes were still full of fear.
"Since it's a misunderstanding, just let it go!" Jiang Limin on the side said quickly, acting as a peacemaker.
To be honest, he didn't know what had just happened to his nephew.
He only saw Ono Sari raise her head and glance at his nephew.
Then, the unsatisfied guy fell directly to the ground and rolled under the table.
"Mr. Murakami, Ms. Ono, I don't know if our Kyoto food is to your liking!"
"Come, take a seat first. The dishes are still hot. Xiaodong has put a lot of thought into preparing this dish, so don't waste it!"
Pointing to the food and wine prepared on the dining table, Jiang Limin smiled and greeted the two Japanese people again.