CHAPTER 450: CHAPTER 317: THE HANAMARU FAMILY, HANAMARU YASUSHIN_3

"I used to like your Sakura brother, and I still like your Sakura brother now, but I haven’t been in touch much with your favorite uncle lately. It’s really sad."

"Uncle Yugetsu, you can come to our house anytime."

"Isn’t that just asking for trouble? I’m still single." Hanamaru Yugetsu said with a smile to Uesugi Sakura.

Uesugi Sakura remained expressionless: "Uncle, you’re thirty. You should be looking for someone, right?"

"Can’t let go," Hanamaru Yugetsu replied calmly, then asked him again, "Little Sakura, are you intentionally probing me?"

"No."

"Probe away, I just like Yuzuki sister, even though she’s already married and has had Yuuki and Shinetsu. Well, that’s enough chit-chat from me, Father is waiting for you inside."

...

The Hanamaru family has a courtyard, rock gardens, and a pond.

When he was a child, Uesugi Sakura realized they were wealthy people.

He was a poor kid; back then his family had just taken out a loan to buy a house. In terms of matching family background, he truly wasn’t a match for Hanabi back then.

But now, with the status of a student at Tokyo University, he could become a live-in son-in-law.

As for his nearly 100 million yen savings, it really didn’t matter.

Led by Hanamaru Yugetsu, Uesugi Sakura met Hanamaru Yasushin, who wasn’t waiting on purpose but was pruning the roses in the garden.

Hanamaru Yugetsu gave Uesugi Sakura a ’good luck’ gesture and left.

The figure on the bluestone path gradually walked away, and Uesugi Sakura once again faced the family head of the Hanamaru family.

He stood on the bluestone path by the pond, clipping the flowers unhurriedly, trimming away the unnecessary branches, clapping his hands, then turned to Uesugi Sakura and asked:

"Hanabi didn’t come?"

"She did, she’s sitting inside now." Uesugi Sakura replied.

"You should have brought her in, let me ask her opinion."

"Do you need me to bring her over?" Uesugi Sakura detected the calm and steady tone in his voice.

"No need, since you came to see me, just tell me what it’s about."

The old faucet was turned on, creaking and groaning, as Hanamaru Yasushin extended the long sleeve of his kimono under the cool water to wash his hands.

Uesugi Sakura knew, he definitely knew about this matter.

When he asked like this, it clearly wasn’t just a simple probing.

Since that’s the case, let’s just continue along with his words.

"I don’t want to break off the engagement with Hanamaru Hanabi."

"What’s the trouble?"

"Bo Yue and the others want to offer Hanabi as a marriage alliance to cooperate with the other family."

"Since the trouble is with Bo Yue and them, why come to me?"

"As long as Grandpa speaks, this trouble will immediately disappear."

Having washed his hands, he tightened the old faucet and flicked the remaining water onto the rose bushes.

"You’re seeking help from me, but I’m not seeking anything from you; for me, it doesn’t matter where Hanabi marries. Young people always like to talk about happiness, but happiness can also be found after marriage."

The first part of this sentence reminded Uesugi Sakura of their currently unequal exchange of interests.

He needed his help, but he didn’t need anything from him.

The latter part was saying that he maintained a neutral stance on this matter.

No matter which side succeeded, he wouldn’t care.

Uesugi Sakura wasn’t the type to directly ask ’why’ like a naive fool.

He knew he needed something to persuade the family head to speak up.

And there was only one thing about himself that he hoped for — not long ago, he told him [Join the Hanamaru family as a live-in son-in-law and become a police officer.]

Becoming a live-in son-in-law didn’t matter.

Joining his father-in-law to become a police officer...

This greatly restricted his freedom, constantly worn out by work and factional battles, he didn’t want to go, but for the sake of Hanabi...was he willing?

Hanamaru Yasushin didn’t look at him lost in thought but instead picked up the fish feed from the side and scattered it into the pond.

"Think it over, then give me a reply."