[Net King] Gently kill the crane

Long table side with long towel.The crystal clear Austrian crystal glass is flawless, reflecting his impeccable elegance.Only the orange juice rippling in the mouth of the cup betrayed the actual age of the owner of the slender fingers.

Prohibition on underage drinking is a real shame.

Although he used to drink some red wine at home on weekdays, on such public occasions, Atobe would still subconsciously suppress his disdain for the decree in his heart, and drink the fruit juice without personality.

Hanawa Tenma appeared within Atobu's field of vision at this time.At first, she had a harmless and cute face, smiling lightly and talking to the ministry.When the people around her gradually dispersed, and only two people were left alone within a radius of two meters, the girl suddenly changed her expression, her face was gloomy and cold, she stared straight into Atobe's eyes, exuding an unconcealable cruelty .

Atobe brought the glass to his lips without any surprise.

"You're taking revenge on me." Naively and nervously, he touched the manicure on his thumb with his index finger, "I don't understand, what does that woman have to do with you. Keigo Atobe, it won't do you any good. You You're a smart guy, and you should know what I mean."

"You think." Meeting the naive and sinister gaze indifferently, Atobe lazily put down the glass, "You are worthy of my uncle's trouble? It's amazing confidence. Of course, if you desperately desire attention, Ben Uncle, you can consider promoting the spirit of a gentleman and pretending to take revenge on you."

"You." The teeth clenched innocently made a rattling sound, "I will never forgive the person who takes away my important things!"

"Ah?" Atobe smiled mockingly, raised his glass high and made a toast gesture, "You who keep plundering, do you have the qualifications to forgive others?"

The girl's lips, which were painted with warm pink lipstick, instantly turned pale, and a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the stagnant air in the corner of the banquet hall.Everything happened in an instant, when the gust of wind stopped, Hanawa's innocent wrist was firmly controlled by Atobe, and at the other end, a corner of the table napkin was being held in her hand.

"Do you want to succeed a second time with such a clumsy frame-up trick?" Atobe smiled mockingly, put down his wine glass, and left leisurely, leaving behind Hanawa innocently alone with resentment and unwillingness.

"Goodjob!" When Atobe relayed the naive confrontation with Hanawa to Ai Ran, she was very excited and praised Atobe with a thumbs up.

"That person is so angry, she seems to really value Miyoshi-kun."

"They have been friends since the first grade." Atobe dismissed it.Aizen frowned deeply, "Kinggo, I'm worried that Miyoshi-kun will become the second Yusuke."

Atobe was stunned, Aizen's bright eyes drooped absentmindedly, and the devastating blow to her family was vividly remembered.Her dream of breaking her wings and the pain of being away from home can be explained clearly by a word of "hard work".

"So what." Holding her finger on her forehead arrogantly, a mocking smile appeared on Atobe's lips, "The flower wheel is like an ant in front of the Atobe consortium. What can she do to me? Yes, my lord If you are happy, anytime..."

"Pfft." Ai Ran suddenly sneered, and Atobe stared at him dissatisfied, "Ah, are you doubting my uncle's ability?"

"No." Aizen suppressed a smile and shook her head, "But Jingwu, you are not someone who belonged to Miyoshi-kun." Atobufang realized the wrong presupposition in his words, so he had to change the subject casually, "Your sister How are they doing in France?"

"Not sure." Ai Ran shook her head, "I didn't tell them when I went to work in Japan, so it's inconvenient to contact. I probably still run a husband and wife bakery in a small town."

"The instigator is An Yi." Atobe snorted lightly.

"It's not like this." Ai Ran shook her head, her voice lowered, she hugged the cushion and got up, "I'm going back to my room to rest. Good night."

"Good night."

After Aizen left, Atobe sank into the sofa and remained motionless.

There is only a thin shadow of the face of the man named Yusuke in his memory.Atobe did not know him well.Atobe never had a face-to-face conversation with him until he met Aizen's sister and they both went to a remote town in France to pursue their so-called pastoral dream.A man without aggressiveness is completely out of the aesthetic range of Keigo Atobe.

If it hadn't been for the sudden interference and suppression of the cooperation project between the Atobe Foundation and Aizen's father in the Japanese real estate industry, and if he hadn't followed the rumors to find the source, he wouldn't have remembered the name of his partner's new son-in-law.

——Hanawa Yusuke.

The mediocre man who was judged by Atobe to be unprogressive is actually Hanawa's innocent and most attached cousin.

From the beginning to the end, there is nothing hateful, but it is a happy event of two marriages.But for some reason, a seed of hatred was sown in that girl's heart.

Yes, the rumors that Hanawa naively spread were never aimed at the Atobe Foundation.From the very beginning, the object of naive hatred was the Aizen family.And Atobe is the truly irrelevant outsider, who just extended a helping hand to his childhood sweetheart, helping her who grew up in a foreign country to change her name and surname to take root in the Japanese entertainment industry.

But Keigo Atobe lied to Miyoshi Tsurumi like that.

Atobe punched hard on the arm of the sofa.Bewildered.He must have been obsessed with ghosts for a while, so he lied to Miyoshi Tsurumi, saying that innocently ruined Aizen's life for her, and dragged her into the abyss of guilt.

He just wanted to tease her for a moment, to trick her into working for him honestly, and to keep her away from that disgusting girl.There are thousands of reasons Atobe Keigo can find for himself, but he still can't deny one point: there are thousands of ways to tease her and trick her into supporting him, but he chose the least clever and worst one.

"Do you have to fill in this resume from kindergarten?" Miyoshi Tsurumi, who was shaking the application form from side to side, seemed to be in a good mood.About to escape from the current unhappy campus life, Tsurumi seemed a little excited, and the smile on his face was much more than before.

Atobe couldn't feel relieved.

When Tsurumi blamed himself and showed pain, what Atobe Keigo experienced was a sense of guilt that he had never experienced in his smooth and broad rose-colored life.

However, at this moment, Tsurumi was smiling in front of him, and Atobe couldn't feel any joy at all.The voice in the bottom of his heart reminded him all the time that he personally gave part of the pressure that Miyoshi Tsurumi had to escape.

Under the fermentation of time, the original small lie gradually expanded into the sword of Damocles above the head. Once exposed, it will be destroyed.Atobe was trapped into a helpless prisoner by the trap he dug with his own hands.

"Fill in whatever you want." The application form was just a formality.Atobe did not say the second half of the sentence.Tsurumi gave him a strange look, then lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the form in his hand.

"Tianzhen came to look for me." Tsurumi suddenly muttered.Atobu didn't raise his eyelids, "Oh, she also came to trouble me."

"Oh." Tsurumi nodded, "Sure, Tianzhen must hate you to death."

"You seem very happy that she hates me?"

"No." Tsurumi shook his head and continued to write and write on the application form, "I just think it's better for her if I leave for a while. The naive attachment is too strong, if it continues like this, it will hurt her. Her own."

Atobe was quite unhappy with these seemingly pointed words, "What a touching friendship." The sour taste in the words rushed straight into the nostrils.

"Atobe, don't be like this." Miyoshi Tsurumi shook his head without raising his eyes, "Don't be so harsh on Naive. She is not bad and hopeless."

"Oh, you want her to be more vicious." Atobe sneered.

"No, what I mean is. Oh, maybe I'm really partial to her. I like me innocently, which makes me unable to hate her. Please understand." Tsurumi stopped writing suddenly, with a strange, contained He stared at Atobe with inexplicably complex emotions, "But I still hope that, if possible, Atobe-kun can be more friendly to Naive."

With a slight movement in his heart, Atobe moved his eyes away. "It's really touching friendship." After a while, he mocked softly.Tsurumi sighed and stopped talking.

The winter is over, the spring break is coming soon, and the day of departure is getting closer and closer, probably because Tsurumi is busy packing up before the departure, Tsurumi seldom shows up at school, and the class teacher is too lazy to take care of it, letting her go for a short time before leaving. Indulgence.

Atobe, who often travels back and forth at home and abroad, is quite relaxed. As usual, he takes Huadi to walk around the campus every day, and occasionally goes to the tennis club to guide juniors. The only tedious thing is the work of the student union. It is very troublesome to perform various handover procedures.

"Senior Atobe." The successor vice president Miyoshi handed the compiled documents to Atobe, "Here you need to sign."

Ever since getting angry at Tsurumi, the atmosphere between Miyoshi and Atobe has always been somewhat awkward.Keigo Atobe, who originally admired Miyoshi's studies, treated him with a much colder attitude.People around see the wind and move the rudder, so in the internal election, the most tasteless department is assigned to the three good students.

Atobe took it casually, flipped through it after a while, and signed his famous name on it.

"Senior, are you going to Germany?" Miyoshi, who had always seemed a little silent recently, asked suddenly.

"Ah." Atobe nodded.

"My sister is leaving too." Miyoshi twitched the corners of his mouth, "The long-standing wish is about to come true, but I don't think it's so important. Anyway, thank you, Atobe-senpai."

Atobe glanced at him strangely, and Miyoshi had a strange expression on his face, wondering what he was planning.

"You feel high