For example......
"Co on, co on, president, bottoms up."
Yahata Miru sat next to him, raising the bottle of soda in her hand and pouring the drink into Duanmu Huai’s glass, while in the open kitchen not far away, Hei Chuan Chi Yin, acting as the "mother," was cooking with the two "daughters."
"Wow, to be able to marry such a virtuous wife, I’m so jealous, Yahata-kun."
Duanmu Huai picked up the glass, took a sip of soda, and smacked his lips.
"Oh, it’s all thanks to your nurturing, president."
"No, no, it’s Yahata-kun’s hard work, otherwise I wouldn’t have suggested you take the executive position......"
As an actor, Duanmu Huai naturally spoke similar lines quite fluently, and Yahata Miru seed to have watched quite a bit of this kind of drama before. Of course, paired with her expressionless face, it looked quite funny.
Fukawa Shoko, on the other hand, was unfamiliar and surprised at this situation.
"Is this what an ordinary family is like?"
Helping chop vegetables, Fukawa Shoko turned her head to look at the two exchanging drinks at the coffee table, full of doubts. She knew about such "social niceties," after all, the Fukawa Family also engaged in them. However, those were at formal dinners, not like this during ho dinner with guests.
"I don’t know either."
Hei Chuan Chi Yin also smiled wryly.
"But many TV dramas are like this; maybe there really are such families."
Afterwards, everyone had a simple al, and then the two daughters "returned to their room to do howork," while Yahata Miru, playing the "husband," stated he finished the alcohol and needed to buy more, thus left the "room," leaving only Duanmu Huai and Hei Chuan Chi Yin. The latter ca to Duanmu Huai’s side, pouring him a cup of tea.
"Please have so tea, president."
"Hmm, thank you, oh my, Yahata-kun is lucky to have married such a virtuous wife."
Duanmu Huai picked up the tea, took a sip, and sighed. Hearing Duanmu Huai’s sigh, Hei Chuan Chi Yin rely smiled slightly.
"You’re joking, please do take care of him."
"Hmm, speaking of which........."
Duanmu Huai put down the teacup and evaluated Hei Chuan Chi Yin from top to bottom.
"Actually, this executive role is quite challenging for Yahata-kun; although he has achievents, he’s not very popular. People at the company are worried about whether he can handle this executive job."
"Is, is that so?"
"Exactly."
Duanmu Huai said, as he reached out his hand — placing it on Hei Chuan Chi Yin’s thigh.
"But don’t worry, madam, as long as I stick to my decision, your husband will certainly get this position."
"That, that would be wonderful......!"
Feeling Duanmu Huai’s touch, Hei Chuan Chi Yin’s body trembled slightly, then she smiled and subtly moved away. However, Duanmu Huai was indifferent, directly sitting next to Hei Chuan Chi Yin and pulling her into his arms.
"Madam, you understand what I an, right? Whether your husband gets this job depends on you......"
"I........."
"You don’t want your husband to be dismissed, do you? Oh, the best thing that guy did was marrying such a beautiful wife......"
While speaking, Duanmu Huai chuckled and reached out his hand, gently stroking Hei Chuan Chi Yin’s cheek and tilting her chin up.
Just then.........
"Stop, stop, stop! What are you doing!"
Fukawa Shoko, blushing, pushed open the door. Behind her, Ruoya Mu had both hands over her eyes, only daring to peek through her fingers.
"Doing what......playing house?"
"No, no, no, what kind of playing house is this! It’s totally inappropriate for children!"
"We’re not kids anymore, anyway."
Duanmu Huai embraced Hei Chuan Chi Yin, showing the deanor of a successful Yakuza mber.
"And rember, similar situations might happen to you in the future; just consider this as a little heads-up."
"Huh? Really?"
"Of course, did you think the entertainnt industry is a pure and innocent place? This hellhole is dirtier than a toilet. If you don’t have so skill, little lambs like you will be swallowed up, bones and all, I’m telling you."
Duanmu Huai rolled his eyes.
"Miss Duanmu has a point."
At this mont, Yahata Miru also walked over and nodded.
"If it’s just playing around, that’s one thing, but if you want to enter the entertainnt industry, things like this are not uncommon for girls like us."
"But right now we’re just playing house...... let’s switch, this won’t do!"
Thus, under Fukawa Shoko’s determined objection, the first scene of playing house was halted and the lot was drawn anew.
This ti Ruoya Mu was the elder daughter, Yahata Miru was the younger daughter, Hei Chuan Chi Yin beca the dad, Fukawa Shoko turned into the mom, as for Duanmu Huai.........
"What the heck is this delivery guy role?"
Duanmu Huai raised the paper strip and loudly protested.
"Isn’t this supposed to be playing house? Why do I always get roles of outsiders!"
"Hmph, you’re just fit to deliver packages, you should be doing it for life!"
Fukawa Shoko, face flushed, obviously still begrudged the lodramatic romantic scene Duanmu Huai enacted earlier.
Hey, little girl, young as you are, you sure talk big. Do you really think I can’t handle you if I deliver packages?
Then, the second scene of playing house began.
"Well, I’m heading out."
Hei Chuan Chi Yin walked to the door, nodded to Fukawa Shoko who was wearing an apron; the latter also lowered her head.
"Safe travels."
Is this how being a wife feels?
Though Fukawa Shoko had never played the role of a wife, wearing the apron, with a headscarf, dressed like a housewife, indeed made her feel a bit dazed.
Wondering what kind of person she’d marry and what kind of family she’d form in the future......
Watching the two people on the sofa dressed as "sisters" watching TV, Fukawa Shoko subconsciously pondered.
Just then, a knock on the door, and simultaneously, Duanmu Huai’s voice ca from outside.
"Hello, cylinder delivery."
"Please hold on."
Breaking her thoughts, Fukawa Shoko walked to the door and opened it, then saw Duanmu Huai standing there holding a carton. Seeing Duanmu Huai, Fukawa Shoko couldn’t help but recall the earlier playing house scene, and fiercely glared at him.
But this ti, he was rely a delivery person, shouldn’t be able to cause much trouble.
"Here’s your package, please sign for it."
While speaking, Duanmu Huai handed over the carton, and Fukawa Shoko instinctively wanted to take it. But at that mont Duanmu Huai suddenly let go and the carton fell to the ground.
"Huh?"
The unexpected action made Fukawa Shoko freeze for a mont, before she could react, Duanmu Huai had already reached out, grabbing Fukawa Shoko’s left hand, pulling her into his arms.
"Wait, wait, what are you doing?"
Facing Fukawa Shoko’s struggle, Duanmu Huai just stared at her, then raised Fukawa Shoko’s left ring finger and gently kissed it.
"You aren’t wearing a ring."
"Huh?"
"I know very well, your husband is always working outside, you must feel lonely, madam."
"Huh??"
"Madam, I have admired you for a long ti......!"
"Wait a minute, the kids are watching!"
"Isn’t it more thrilling this way? Let them see how they were born, what’s more worth anticipating than witnessing it firsthand?"
"Ngh......ah......get yourself together!"
Turning her head, looking at Ruoya Mu at the door, who was sneaking peeks over, embarrassed and furious Fukawa Shoko slapped Duanmu Huai’s head.
"This isn’t playing house at all!"
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