CHAPTER 782: CHAPTER 641: SEEKING DEATH, INDIRECT HUMILIATION

In the private room, Xiu Xin and Asai Ayumi sat side by side, with Iihara Nishi sitting across the table.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law?" Asai Ayumi passed the menu to her, calling out twice before Iihara Nishi snapped back to reality, forced a smile, and said, "You two can order, I’m not picky."

"Then you order," Xiu Xin smiled slightly at Asai Ayumi and extended his foot from under the tablecloth to hook Iihara Nishi’s delicate foot onto his lap.

Iihara Nishi was feeling restless and had no mind for these things. She glanced at Xiu Xin, trying to retract her foot, but Xiu Xin held her ankle.

The thin flesh-colored stockings felt extremely delicate to the touch.

Iihara Nishi had no choice but to proficiently give him a foot massage, but her thoughts drifted off once again, her feet moving mechanically.

Don’t ask her how she can multitask.

No other reason, just practice makes perfect.

During the meal, Iihara Nishi was also absent-minded.

Seeing her state, Asai Ayumi didn’t talk much either, and the three of them ate in silence in the private room, creating an awkward and stiff atmosphere.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the door, and Jin Yucheng pushed it open, bowing slightly to Asai Ayumi and Iihara Nishi before looking at Xiu Xin to say, "Sir, I have an urgent matter to report."

"You two keep eating," Xiu Xin smiled slightly at Asai Ayumi and Iihara Nishi, put down his chopsticks, and left the private room. After Jin Yucheng closed the door, he turned around and said in a low voice, "Mrs. Asai was in a café with a man, under thirty, about 175 cm tall, average build, with a mole on his nose."

Based on Jin Yucheng’s description and considering the male youth who could make Iihara Nishi so concerned,

Xiu Xin already knew who it was.

Iihara Nishi’s first love, Sato Kenji.

He really didn’t expect this guy to dare come back to find Iihara Nishi, it’s true love indeed.

But this also indirectly showed that Sato Kenji disrespected him, was not in awe of him, and greatly offended him.

"Yucheng, what would you do if someone took my money but didn’t do what I asked?"

Xiu Xin asked with a smile.

"A path to death." Jin Yucheng succinctly replied.

Xiu Xin patted his shoulder, "I really like you more and more, go make the arrangements."

"Yes!" Jin Yucheng bowed and left.

Meanwhile, Xiu Xin turned and opened the door to the private room, walked inside as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile, "Just some work issues, all sorted, let’s eat."

To him, Sato Kenji was just a minor episode, not worth considering, and he had no intention of informing Iihara Nishi. Whether or not she had rekindled feelings, as long as Sato Kenji disappeared immediately and forever, she would have no chance to make a mistake.

In matters concerning other men’s wives,

Xiu Xin had always been rather tolerant.

Jin Yucheng, being Xiu Xin’s driver and bodyguard, was a well-known figure and, of course, wouldn’t personally go to kill anyone. Instead, he made a call to Yamakawa Ichiro, instructing him to take care of Sato Kenji.

On the other side, Sato Kenji was unaware that he had already come under Xiu Xin’s scrutiny. He had just returned to the temporary place he rented with the Renping Brothers.

He looked quite upset, sat down heavily on the sofa, grabbed a drink from the coffee table, drank it in one go, and exhaled, saying, "How can a woman change her heart so fast?"

"It’s quite normal, Mr. Sato. For you, Iihara Nishi is the best choice within reach, but for her, not so much." Renping Country walked over, patted his shoulder, worried he might give up on taking revenge on Xiu Xin, and added, "But now it’s not about winning her back; it’s about getting even."

"Exactly." Sato Kenji nodded heavily, gritting his teeth, "It’s all caused by Xiu Xin, and he must pay for it!"

"I have an idea," Ninpei Oshiro said, sitting next to him, "Xiu Xin himself is quite difficult to deal with, so we need to target someone around him. I heard he’s about to get married, and his fiancée, Asai Ayumi, is a great target. Once we have control over her, wouldn’t Xiu Xin be at our mercy?"

"The three of us kidnapping his fiancée?" Sato Kenji hesitated, "That’s too risky."

He was tempted by the plan to kidnap Xiu Xin’s fiancée because Xiu Xin was the reason he lost his love, so he wanted to retaliate, but the thought of doing it himself scared him and shook his confidence.

"Of course, we won’t do it ourselves." Ninpei Oshiro shook his head with a smile and said, "I have some contacts in Tokyo. As long as there’s money, we can certainly find people willing to do it. We won’t have to appear at all."

"Then no problem, I’ll fund it," Sato Kenji’s chest puffed up again, "You find the people, I’ll provide the money. I want to make Xiu Xin kneel and lick my shoes! Otherwise, I won’t be satisfied!"

He added, "The people you find must be reliable, don’t let them fail and get caught themselves, and then implicate us."

"Don’t worry, my father was a police officer all his life, and I was a councilor for a while; I can find some reliable people," Ninpei Oshiro patted his shoulder confidently.

This part was no lie; the Renping family couldn’t seek help from above, but after accumulating over the years, finding someone willing to take the risk wasn’t difficult.

"Alright then, you guys handle it, I’ll just provide the money," Sato Kenji didn’t want to be involved in any details beyond financing, stood up after speaking, and said, "I’m annoyed, going out for a drink. Want to join? Let’s indulge ourselves tonight."

"No, I can’t relax for even a moment until my father’s murderer is avenged." Nipponjiro shook his head.

Sato Kenji patted his shoulder without saying anything, and walked out on his own, "I’m leaving."

"Bang!" After the door closed, Erlang, who had been silent all along, finally said, "He’s a bit dumb."

"How else could we use him if he weren’t?" Nipponjiro chuckled. Initially, he did plan to cooperate with Sato Kenji, but over time he realized this guy was easily swayed by emotions and unreliable.

So he changed his plan.

Once Aoyama Xiu Xin is dead, the Yanchuan Family would definitely investigate thoroughly. If there isn’t someone to take responsibility for the case, then the two brothers, having motives, would surely come under heavy scrutiny, which was too risky.

Therefore, Nipponjiro planned, after killing Aoyama Xiu Xin, to have Sato Kenji take the fall, so he and his brother could be exonerated and live freely at home.

To achieve this, Sato Kenji would not only need to take the blame for murdering Aoyama Xiu Xin but also have to die; otherwise, he might reveal everything about them.

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At night, after acquiring some data from the Ministry of Finance from his brother, Aoyama Xiu Xin headed to Annie’s house.

"Good evening, Miss Annie."

Upon entering, he bowed slightly in greeting.

It appeared Annie had just returned home and hadn’t yet had a chance to wash up or change clothes. She wore a white camisole and jeans, her pale waist exposed, and her legs were full and long.

"Good evening, Mr. Aoyama. Have you brought what I wanted?" Annie tilted her head and smiled slightly, her gaze falling on the folder in his hand.

Aoyama Xiu Xin returned her smile, offering the folder with both hands, "I hope it doesn’t disappoint you."

"Please, have a seat." Annie stood up to take the folder, then sat back down and began to examine it. Seeing Aoyama Xiu Xin sit close beside her, she only raised an eyebrow slightly. After skimming through, she smiled in satisfaction, "Thank you, Mr. Aoyama."

"Serving my country is an unshirkable duty, and I love the United States." Aoyama Xiu Xin appraised her curvaceous figure, saying, "The higher a patriot like me climbs, the greater the contribution I can make to the United States. Don’t you think?"

"Hehe, of course." Annie felt a wave of nausea at his traitorous attitude, but maintained her smile outwardly. She knew exactly what Aoyama Xiu Xin wanted to hear, saying, "I believe the big wigs in Congress will certainly realize this."

It was true, after all, that putting someone like Aoyama Xiu Xin in power aligned with U.S. interests; the more authority he held, the greater the help provided to the United States.

"Please, Miss Annie, speak favorably of me." Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed his head sincerely.

Annie nodded, "Of course I will."

"Goodbye." Aoyama Xiu Xin stood up and after a few steps turned back to ask, "By the way, does what Miss Annie mentioned last time still stand?"

"What are you referring to?" Annie asked, puzzled.

Aoyama Xiu Xin gave an insinuating smile, "Arranging for me a blonde of your type."

With a darkened expression, Annie took a deep breath to suppress her rising anger and replied, "Sure, do you want it now?"

Part of her daily work was to placate traitors like Aoyama Xiu Xin on behalf of the state, fulfilling their requests within the limits of her authorization and capability.

"Please send her to..." Aoyama Xiu Xin provided a hotel room number, then turned and left swiftly.

Annie arranged for a female subordinate to go over.

The next morning, she summoned that female subordinate to her house for a detailed report of the previous night’s events.

This was also part of her job.

However, the female subordinate hesitated, appearing reluctant to speak.

"Speak, respect your job, and respect mine." Annie frowned, displeased.

"Alright then." The voluptuous, blonde-haired, blue-eyed subordinate said honestly, "He kept calling your name throughout, cursing you with all sorts of unspeakable words, made me pretend to be you to please him, and had me crawling while saying ’I am Annie, I am a wooden hook...’"

"Enough!" Just listening made Annie feel defiled by Aoyama Xiu Xin, both physically and emotionally disgusted, "Didn’t he say anything else?"

She suspected Aoyama Xiu Xin knew she would question the subordinate and deliberately sought to humiliate her through her.

"No." The female subordinate shrugged.

Annie asked again, "Is there anything noteworthy that you feel should be documented?"

"Does his stamina count? If seduction were needed, one person couldn’t handle him." The subordinate thought for a moment and replied, then meekly added, "I’m walking painfully now, is this considered a work injury? Can I get reimbursement?"

Annie responded with silence.