hotmtlnovel Chapter 616 Daddy Helps You Grab Your Husband
Chapter 616 Daddy Helps You Grab Your Husband
Chapter 616 Daddy Helps You Grab Your Husband
Since the Taisho period, when Japan began to westernize, except for special occasions and special professions, most men of status wore formal suits, which was a symbol of progress and openness. However, women continued to wear traditional kimonos, with only a few minor changes - small sleeves with arrow feather patterns paired with a hakama skirt.
In modern times, such Taisho romance can only be seen in film and television works. After complete Westernization, women began to wear Western-style clothes, and returned to the most traditional furisode kimono on formal occasions.
For a wealthy family with a long history like the Yukinoshita family, the women naturally wear kimonos when attending formal occasions. Mrs. Yukinoshita wears kimonos even at home, and she changed her clothes at this time, from the plain kimonos she usually wears to the middle furisode kimonos with gorgeous patterns.
With luxurious kimono and elegant hairstyle, Chiyo Yukinoshita perfectly interprets what a real lady should look like.
This also made the noble ladies in Tokyo feel more sympathetic towards her - why should such a gentle and virtuous lady suffer such a thing?
"Hina and Yukino have already gone in."
Walking up to her husband, Mrs. Yukinoshita spoke first.
"Ah."
Mr. Yukinoshita nodded, and walked in while greeting the people around him. After entering the elevator, he couldn't help but lower his head and whispered to his wife:
"There's no need to call Yukino along, right?"
Hearing this, Mrs. Yukinoshita tilted her head slightly.
Yes, it was that posture, that innocent demeanor and expression that had never changed since the two met.
Written as "I don't understand what you are saying", read as "What are you talking about?"
Mr. Yukinoshita's body shook instinctively. It was like a natural reflex, a reaction that penetrated deep into his blood.
However, although he was a little nervous and afraid, for the sake of his beloved daughter, the old father still mustered up the courage to resist:
"It's still early, can you let her come later?"
There is no way, he is such a determined man. Of course, no matter how tough he is, he is still the first mortal and cannot resist the gods, not to mention his wife who ranks first among the "three goddesses in the house".
After a brief silence, the two of them had already walked into the room that had been booked long ago, and Mrs. Yukinoshita then spoke softly:
"This time it's different. The invitation we received is different from the invitation my daughter received."
She never discusses private matters in non-private settings.
"Of course I know that. Yang No received the invitation directly from Hojo Kyousuke. She went to the last Honya Grand Prize. I'm talking about Yukino."
Mr. Yukinoshita explained that he had no right to interfere in his eldest daughter's affairs, as his wife was training the next generation of heirs. If he, as a trainee, dared to say a word, his eldest daughter would respond bluntly, "If you worked harder, Dad, I wouldn't have to work so hard."
Wow, wow, wow… I really don’t know why the best father in the world has to be treated so harshly by his daughter.
Whenever this happened, his gentle wife would scold her daughters harshly, telling them not to treat their father like that. She was even harsher than the daughters were to him. But just like Mr. Yukinoshita was happy with his daughters' harshness, the eldest daughter, Haruno, was annoyed by it, but seemed to accept it willingly out of a sense of responsibility as the eldest daughter.
What Mr. Yukinoshita finds most difficult to accept is that his sweet little daughter Yukino inexplicably desires her mother to treat her harshly like her sister, and then the little daughter will learn from her mother and treat him even harsher. So this is what a family is like, Mr. Yukinoshita often thinks.
"I'm talking about Yukino, our little daughter." Mrs. Yukinoshita said with a chuckle.
Hearing this, Mr. Yukinoshita's eyes widened immediately, and then he suppressed his inner shock and calmly put the teacup back on the table. The whole room was filled with deathly silence. The politician's sophistication and cultivation, the result of his wife's strict training for more than ten years, were fully reflected in him. He was already a mature politician and a qualified father!
...It should have been like this, but for some reason, the teacup and tray in Mr. Yukinoshita's hands made a clicking sound.
...What, what nonsense are you talking about...Are my ears broken?
The old father lowered his head and stared at the surging waves of black tea.
Mrs. Yukinoshita seemed to have heard her husband's thoughts, so a gentle smile appeared on her face and she said softly:
"Yukino, like Haruno, both received invitations as friends of Hojo-kun."
What? Oh, by the way, Yukino and Hojo-chan are from the same school. Maybe that’s why they know each other and that’s why Yukino was invited.
Phew - I was shocked. Chiyo, why is your speaking level so low today? Why did you put Haruno and Yukino together? Haruno is looking for a future husband, while Yukino is just socializing with ordinary friends.
Mr. Yukinoshita explained frantically in his mind. Obviously, he had forgotten what kind of personality his little daughter had and forgot that his poor little daughter had no friends.
"That……"
With his lips trembling, Mr. Yukinoshita picked up the teacup again and drank the fragrant black tea in one gulp, trying to calm himself down.
Mrs. Yukinoshita stood up, bent down and filled her husband's tea cup with a charming gesture, then sat back on the sofa and said with a smile:
"Yang Noo even complained to me, saying that Yukino was trying to steal her husband."
"puff----"
Before he could react, Mr. Yukinoshita had already spit out all the tea in his mouth. Fortunately, at the last moment, his strong desire to survive forced him to twist his neck and prevent the tea from staining his wife's gorgeous kimono.
"Snatch, snatch the husband!?"
He asked with wide eyes, stuttering in disbelief.
As if vomiting blood, black tea dripped from the corner of the old father's mouth. The red liquid fell on the coffee table and then burst, just like his fragile heart.
Mrs. Yukinoshita gave her husband a reproachful look, took out a towel from Rikyu's bag, and gently wiped the corners of her husband's mouth.
Normally, Yukinoshita Muneki would enjoy his wife's tenderness without disguising it. He regarded it as a reward for his hard work, just like getting a small fish after a seal performance. Although it sounds unpromising, who can refuse a delicious and juicy reward?
But at this moment, Mr. Yukinoshita didn't care about enjoying himself and said hurriedly:
"I've never heard of such a thing!"
The old father's voice wasn't just excited. Most people would use the word "jumping in anxiety" as an adjective, but he actually jumped up from the sofa, three feet high. It was obvious that this man, who could travel all over Tokyo to play mahjong, was full of energy even though he was no longer young.
Shouting words like "I don't want to listen", "Impossible", "I don't believe it", "I'm going to kill that kid", Mr. Yukinoshita walked straight to the door of the room. He was certainly not going to question his little daughter. Well... such a harsh word as questioning was used by his daughters to describe him, and would never appear on him. He was going to look for the damned Hojo Kyosuke.
Who would marry off two daughters at once? What kind of daydreaming are you doing?!
He had doubts about his wife's words. He absolutely did not believe that Yukino would do something like snatching her husband from Haruno. Yukino was so delicate, like a crystal snowflake that would disappear if you didn't pay attention. How could such a lovely daughter go with someone as unreasonable as Haruno... No, she wasn't unreasonable, she was willful... No, Haruno was a little strict and naughty, but she was still very well behaved... It was too much to say that. In short, Haruno was also very delicate, but she was as delicate as a glass handicraft. Once it broke, it would hurt everything it touched... No, wait, that's not right!
What do you mean by stealing a husband?! Where did the husband come from? Whose husband?!
Mr. Yukinoshita's eyes widened again. Isn't it still in the investigation stage? Isn't everything confirmed yet? The other party's wishes, as a father, my wishes, nothing is known yet...
Why has he become my husband?!
Gulu...
Swallowing hard, the old father quickened his pace a little bit...
No, the imagined scene of suddenly opening the door and shouting "Hojo Kyosuke, die" did not happen. The tall and burly Yukinoshita Souji, wearing a neat suit, was gently grabbed by two onion-like fingers.
Mrs. Yukinoshita subdued her husband by simply pinching his sleeve with her index finger and thumb. This scene reminds people of the ring on a cow's nose. Even if the cow has a thousand pounds of strength, the owner can control it at will by just pulling the rope lightly.
What is the art of controlling your wife? Do you want to learn how to be a henpecked husband?
Thinking of this, Mr. Yukinoshita turned around, and his angry expression quickly turned into a friendly one, but his eyes were still a little red:
"What's wrong, Chiyo?" He forced a smile.
"Yang was just joking."
Mrs. Yukinoshita looked at her husband with smiling eyes.
"Huh - it turned out to be a joke..."
With a long sigh, Mr. Yukinoshita sat back on the sofa obediently, but his hands were still shaking.
This is not a joke!!
The man knew in his heart that his wife had never been a joker since her school days. Yang Nao liked it very much, to the point that she wished everyone in the world turned into clowns, but she would never dare to joke with her wife. After all, his wife was much stricter with her daughters than she was with herself.
But even if he knew it, he could only stop his action obediently.
Damn, things were getting really bad. Very bad, really bad. Really bad.
Caccia Caccia——
The teacup and the saucer were colliding wildly again. Mr. Yukinoshita could no longer hold the saucer. He was fidgeting and wanted to ask what was going on with the husband being snatched away, but he was afraid of his wife's majesty and dared not speak. His wife had already said that it was a joke. This was not an explanation to perfunctorily explain herself, but a way of saying "enough, shut up."
Among the three goddesses in the family, if Yukino is as delicate as a crystal snowflake, which will disappear like a phantom if you are not careful, and Yangno is as delicate as a glass handicraft, which will hurt everything it touches once it breaks, then the wife at the top of the gods is as delicate as a dangerous object.
Isn't there always something that is indispensable in industry? It will float in the air, so thin that it is invisible, but once inhaled, it will kill people silently.
This is Mr. Yukinoshita’s “delicate” wife. Her dangers are hidden in the subtleties. If you fail to notice her, her death will be imminent.
After living together for decades before and after marriage, Mr. Yukinoshita has summed up a complete way of survival. Although it is not outstanding, it is enough for him and the three goddesses in his family to live in harmony.
Just like now, every time he wanted to ask something, the survival radar in his head would beep like crazy, telling him that if he opened his mouth he would die, so he could only shut up.
If he can't ask his wife, he can ask his daughter and show concern for her emotional life. In today's Japanese society, it's hard to find a father as competent as him even with a lantern.
But... I can't do that! I won't talk about my eldest daughter. If I open my mouth, I will be hit by a thunderbolt. Although Xue No is not as strict as Yang No, how can I bear to open my mouth...
With that in mind, Mr. Yukinoshita thought about it for more than ten minutes and said what he had been thinking about for half an hour in a tone that he thought would be the most harmless and would not cause any offence to others:
"Yoino, Daddy heard that you and Yukino like the same boy."
"Snapped--"
Damn, what bullshit am I talking about!
Yukinoshita Souji slapped himself hard in his heart.
Yes, in the end, the smart man took advantage of the opportunity when his wife went to talk to other ladies and found his daughter who was drinking alone in the hotel's French restaurant.
Yukinoshita Haruno put down her wine glass and looked at her father with a strange look.
The girl always hated banquets, and she hated toasts and drinking even more, but today's banquet was obviously different. She was not invited as the heir of the Yukinoshita family, but as a friend of Hojo Kyousuke. Normally, she didn't need to drink, but as if her body remembered, she couldn't help but want to drink a glass.
It must have been infected by Xiaojing.
She thought so, and then felt that this time of drinking was more enjoyable than before.
I'll quietly breathe on Kyosuke later and ask him to guess what I drank.
She thought so, and then instead of waiting for Hojo Kyosuke, her father came.
Her lavender eyes turned and she looked at her father who had a nervous face. The stern daughter felt evil in her heart. She frowned pretending to be serious and took another sip of wine with a painful expression. Yang Nai played the role of a girl who was torn between family affection and love vividly.
Looking at the appearance of his eldest daughter, Mr. Yukinoshita was so heartbroken that he almost cried.
...Ah, no, this man is already crying.
Woo woo woo, my daughter, I don’t listen, I don’t believe me…
Pulling out a few tissues and handing them to her father, Yang Noi wiped her tears as well. Then she sniffed hard and spoke in a strong voice.
Ah, I owe you two thousand. Let’s talk about it tomorrow…
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(End of this chapter)