Miss Gojo is always saving the world

Wutiao Lijian raised his thin eyebrows, and his expression was slightly subtle.

Look at this suitcase full of copper smell, and Mrs. Tsushima standing upright in front of her with her hips akimbo.

1000 million?Who do you look down on?

Gojo Satomi turned her head to the side, showing off her flamboyant acting skills again.

She took a breath and took two steps back, like a little white flower shivering under the ravages of the storm, and she didn't care whether her height of 1.8 meters would be against her sense of harmony.

Satomi lowered his eyes, secretly saddened: "How could this happen? I'm not doing it for money... How could Madam treat me like this? I stay here because I really love the young master."

"I'm not here to break up this family, I'm here to join this family!" Wu Tiaoli said loudly.

Mrs. Tsushima was so shocked by her shameless speech that she forgot to react.

Wutiao Lijian shifted his eyes to other places, pushed the suitcase in the direction of his wife, and sighed in frustration: "Since my wife doesn't want to believe me...well, it's not my original wish to destroy the harmony of your family. Madame is troubled."

"I understand. I just want to go. I don't need the money from my wife. Even I have things that cannot be stained."

After all, Wutiao Lijian covered his face and slammed into the sky, like a little daughter-in-law who had been wronged all the time, and ran away with small steps.

It's very, very refined.

Mrs. Tsushima was dumbfounded, obviously she achieved her goal without spending a single penny, but for some reason she became even more angry, her knuckles were white when she squeezed the suitcase, and she was trembling with anger.

This vixen... is pretending to be innocent!

The moment Wujo Rijian stepped out of the threshold of the study, she returned to her original state. She paced slowly, glanced behind her without emotion, and found a sneaky little figure in the corner of the wall as expected.

Amused in her heart, she stepped lightly, walked over and grabbed the boy's fate by the back of his neck.

"Little Xiuzhi? Have you seen enough good shows?"

"Sister Satomi~" He didn't feel guilty when he was discovered. Shuji Tsushima's thick skin was probably cultivated in childhood, and he deliberately diverted the topic to another direction.

"Sister, do you really want to listen to your mother? You've only come here not long ago."

Seeing Wu Tiaoli was noncommittal, she threw out suspense and touched the boy's hairy little head, "It depends on Xiuzhi. Should I stay here, or leave here alone, or take little Xiuzhi with me - the choice." The power is in Xiao Xiuzhi's hands."

Gojo Satomi leaned down, without any sense of distance, and approached Shuji Tsushima's face intimately. Her slender fingers tapped the tip of the boy's nose, and there was a subtle temptation in her voice: "Use what you have learned, Decide which way to go, Shuzhi-kun."

She is the most familiar with the job of fueling the flames.

Wutiao Lijian has long seen that this kid Xiuzhi has a talent for making trouble.

Shuji Tsushima seemed to be aware of it. His iris-colored pupils were filled with unexplainable dark light, watching the back of the snow-haired woman spinning leisurely. The gaps in the hair slipped down, and the soft touch seemed to remain on it.

"I'll do it myself."

Before the voice change period, the boy's voice is crisp and immature, but the emotions contained in it are mysterious and unpredictable, and adults can't see clearly.

"That's what you said, sister Satomi."

.........

The door of Patriarch Tsushima's house was knocked three times.

He rubbed his sore temples, supported his forehead and said, "Come in."

The door was opened a little, and seeing the people outside the door clearly, Patriarch Tsushima straightened up in amazement, and quickly put up the majestic air of the patriarch: "Xiu Zhi, why are you here?"

Leaning against the door frame was his youngest son who was usually silent and out of the way. Patriarch Jin Dao's biggest impression of Xiu Zhi was that he was "obedient and well-behaved" and "autistic". It was the first time that he came to find himself on his own initiative.

Shuji Tsushima skillfully put on the good boy's coat, walked into the room, and closed the door intimately.

"It's nothing, father. I heard that you have been very tired recently, and you have many dreams and can't fall asleep at night, so I asked the servant to buy some soothing tea." He took out a bag of tea and put it on the counter beside him.

"Oh..." Patriarch Tsushima was touched, and he nodded to his youngest son in relief, "Okay, Xiu Zhi. Can you make tea?"

"Yes." Shuji Tsushima opened a bag of tea, and smiled sweetly at his father, "Shall I make you a cup now, father?"

The child is sensible.

Patriarch Tsushima didn't intend to dismiss the child's kindness, so he said hello to him with a calm expression.

There is a tea set in his room. Shuji Tsushima was a little unfamiliar at first, but he quickly got used to it.He lifted the teapot, gurgling clear water dripped down the tea spout, the hot water submerged the green tea leaves, and the mist curled up, splashing on the boy's white and tender cheeks.

Shuji Tsushima adjusted the angle, and it happened to be in the blind spot of Patriarch Tsushima's field of vision.

He raised his right hand calmly, and suddenly loosened his clenched fist a little bit. The bright powder fell into the tea, and quickly melted under the high temperature, disappearing without a trace.

Shuji Tsushima put on his cute and well-behaved smile again. He held the teacup and handed it to Patriarch Tsushima, "Here, father."

Patriarch Tsushima patted the boy's shoulder appreciatively. He picked up the teacup, took a sip of the hot tea, and then sipped it into his lips under Shuji Tsushima's gaze.

With his hands behind his back, the boy counted the time silently in his heart.

one, two...

"Xiuzhi has a heart. I will go to rest after processing these documents. Xiuzhi is still growing, so let's go to rest earlier."

Five, six...

Shuji Tsushima smiled lightly. He lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, and replied, "Okay. But father, you'd better go back to the room as soon as possible. Maybe you won't be able to wait until the documents are processed."

Eight, nine...

Patriarch Tsushima turned his head in doubt, and spit out a syllable: "For...?"

His voice seemed to be cut off suddenly, his nerves were broken, his eyes quickly lost their brilliance, his fingers loosened, the teacup slipped and fell on the table, splashing the whole case with water, most of the papers were wet .

He hit his forehead on the desk and fell unconscious.

ten.

Shuji Tsushima stuck out his tongue mischievously, and replied, "Because the medicine works very quickly."

Taking advantage of the time when Patriarch Tsushima fell asleep due to the effect of the medicine, Shuji Tsushima quickly rummaged through his drawers. The first two drawers under the counter were empty and could be opened easily, but the last few drawers , Xiuzhi pulled it out, but found that it couldn't be pulled out, and the drawer was locked.

His expression remained unchanged, he took out a small pin from his pocket, and fiddled with it twice in the keyhole. After a crisp "click", the lock opened.

"Ah, I found it, I found it."

Shuji Tsushima took out the man's mobile phone from the lowest drawer, and he cracked the password in threes and fives. The light of the electronic screen reflected the boy's troublesome smile.

He remembered the small program shown to him in the previous five articles, and paused for a while.

...Satomi-san, you didn't expect the current scene at that time, did you?

Shuji Tsushima found the phone's address book and entered a series of codes.

It's not a complicated procedure. The one that Gojo Satomi taught him not long ago has only one function.

Swap the caller IDs of the two numbers, and the notes are also swapped by the way.

Shuji Tsushima switched the phone numbers of Gojo Satomi and his father's superior. It took about 5 minutes. After work was over, he quickly returned to the scene.

As long as this procedure is not noticed for a day, the communication number of the head of Tsushima's superior will always be displayed as "Miss Wujo".

Shuji Tsushima seemed to have tentacles of demons sprouting from his head. He tidied up the desk, adjusted his father's sleeping position, and left the main house leisurely.

He happened to pass Mrs. Tsushima in the yard, and the lady who was walking in a hurry didn't pay attention to the side, and was almost bumped by the boy.

"Xiu Zhi?" She looked at her younger son in surprise.

"Mother." Shuji Tsushima greeted politely, "Are you going to find your father?"

Looking at the direction she was walking, wasn't it the direction he had just left.

"That's right...Xiu Zhi can go and play by himself, mother is leaving first."

Mrs. Tsushima didn't greet him too much. Shuji Tsushima spread his hands as he watched the woman hurried away.

Why.It was because he was surrounded by such people that he felt bored.

Fortunately, there is something worth looking forward to now, isn't it too bad?

Mrs. Tsushima rushed to her husband's room in a hurry. When she opened the door, she unexpectedly found that her husband was sleeping soundly on the desk, with documents neatly stacked by his hand. It seemed that he had just finished his work and took a short nap.

Mrs. Tsushima breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the white-haired vixen has not had time to complain, so that's fine.

Mrs. Tsushima entered the room lightly, looked around, and soon locked her eyes on the lonely mobile phone lying on the counter.

She knew the password of her husband's mobile phone. Mrs. Tsushima looked back like a thief, and confirmed that her husband would not wake up for a while, then quickly picked up the mobile phone and turned on the screen.

She was just about to delete the number in Wutiao when the phone vibrated suddenly, which made her hair stand on end in fright.

After a closer look, it was a text message.

The person who wrote the letter—Miss Wutiao.

It's that vixen again!

Mrs. Tsushima snorted coldly in her heart, and she didn't feel that this violated her privacy. She immediately browsed the content of the text message.

[How did you do what I asked you to do before?Do not disappoint me. 】

The condescending tone almost reveals the words, why is that woman?

And this sudden familiarity... Hiss, they must have been involved long ago, right?

Mrs. Tsushima clutched the phone as hard as if she wanted to crush the phone case.

She thought to herself, no matter what is involved between them, it cannot be done in front of her face, even behind her back!

She gritted her teeth and tapped viciously on the phone's keyboard, as if she regarded the screen as Wutiao Satomi.

【Correct your identity, a trash with nothing but skin, where do you have the right to talk to me like that? 】

In a government office somewhere, a man dressed as an elite took a look at his phone, his expression froze immediately.

——Tsushima, who gave you the courage?

Nothing but skin... Who are you referring to, are you mocking me? !

【What are you talking about?Apologize to me now, and I can also see that you will not be held accountable for your past performance. 】

Mrs. Tsushima fell backward in anger.

It's really giving this vixen a lot of face. Does she really know where she is?

【Apologize?What are you kidding, who do you think you got where you are because of?Just a whim of mine. 】

"..."

The superior stared at the phone.

He asked the secretary beside him, "When did Tsushima come to me?"

"About four years ago, sir."

"How many times have I promoted him?"

"Four times. Tsushima's eligibility to participate in the parliament now depends entirely on you."

The superior haha, scared him to death, he thought the world was crazy.

Since this world is not crazy and he is not crazy, then this guy Tsushima is crazy.

[... Is your mind still clear?Do I need to provide the contact information of the mental hospital? 】

This vixen actually dared to mock her for being out of her mind!

Mrs. Tsushima couldn't figure it out, she couldn't help but type a paragraph on her mobile phone, completely revealing her inner thoughts.

[Am I wrong?Do you think that your tricks can be tried and tested?I can tell you that beauty means nothing to me, I am just playing with you.I'm tired of seeing that face of yours! 】

"puff--"

The superior sprayed the tea all over the table, and he was choked into the trachea, coughing non-stop, hammering his chest to relieve himself.

God damn it... Tsushima is just playing with him?

The superior was now in a state of real anxiety.

Tsushima must have hidden mental illness, right?It's over, isn't his previous investment in this guy all in vain?

This guy has a history of mental illness, why didn't he tell him earlier, he didn't even find out.

The superior felt that he couldn't take it anymore, and in order to confirm the increasingly clear and terrifying thoughts in his mind, he called Tsushima's phone number.

No, he must hear with his own ears whether Tsushima is really going crazy or talking in his sleep.

.........

Mrs. Tsushima stared at the caller ID of "Gojo Satomi" and snorted coldly.

This woman actually has the face to hit me.

She was about to hang up, but she heard a little movement behind her. Patriarch Jin Dao covered his head and slowly raised his upper body, only to feel that his brain was groggy, and he couldn't remember what happened before. Fall asleep without realizing it?Um?He noticed the lady next to the counter, "What are you doing?"

"Ah... sir." Mrs. Tsushima quickly handed him the phone and explained, "I wanted to come over to ask you if you need any fruit, and I happened to see your phone ringing, and someone called."

She controlled her tone and reminded Patriarch Tsushima: "It's just that sir, you'd better stay away from Gojosato. After all, she has no reason. If you get too close to her, your reputation will not be good..."

Patriarch Tsushima was puzzled: "I didn't do anything?"

"That's right, but the servant has already gonessip, saying that you are interested in her..." At this point, Mrs. Tsushima was saddened, "Of course I believe in Mr., but I really can't bear to hear that Mr.'s reputation has been ruined like this .”

"I see, you are worried about this."

Patriarch Tsushima sighed. He connected the phone, as if to reassure his wife. After he pressed the connect button, he expressed his attitude before waiting for the other party to speak.

"Perhaps my previous attitude towards you misunderstood you." Patriarch Tsushima said kindly to himself, "But there is no possibility between me and you. I already have a wife, and please don't ask me to marry you again." What are you thinking about?"

Mrs. Tsushima curled her lips in dissatisfaction with such a caring tone.

The superior slowly played one?

The heavy voice of the superior came from the phone of Patriarch Tsushima.

"Tsushima, please explain to me. What is the possibility of me and you? I am quite curious."

Patriarch Tsushima: "..."

His expression gradually went blank.

The author has something to say: Zai Zai’s trouble-making gene is naturally present since he was a child hahhh

This wave of cheating is over, he can almost be "expelled from the house" with Satomi's sister, and the Yokohama scene is about to be unlocked~