Moreover, the styles of the two are completely different.

From a purely male standpoint.

Honestly.

Compared to the untouchably holy Cynthia, this unparalleled beauty is perhaps more alluring.

"What did you just say to Fujiwara Takuya? To make him so angry."

Jiang Chen shifted the topic.

Choosing Fujiwara Reiki was, of course, a return for cooperation.

And for Feng Shi, prompting both sides to cease fire was key; they hardly cared about the internal power struggle within the Fujiwara Family.

Thus both sides reached an agreement, and the poor first heir of the Fujiwara Family was discarded like trash.

"He called me a bitch."

Fujiwara Reiki said aggrievedly, as if complaining to her man.

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow.

Could his intuition be that accurate?

"Did he call you that for no reason?"

"He must be jealous."

Fujiwara Reiki said convincingly.

Jiang Chen gave her a meaningful look but did not probe further.

"Can the nuclear waste issue really be resolved?"

"I guarantee the task will be completed."

Fujiwara Reiki said playfully but seriously.

"Even if it takes lives, I'll make sure the reactor is buried."

A heart like a viper's.

Indeed.

In a place like Japan, if you're not ruthless enough, not venomous enough, as a woman, you'll never be recognized.

It's just.

If there was someone like this beside you, it would be quite thrilling.

I wonder if Boss Jiang feels nervous.

After leaving the meeting site, Fujiwara Takuya didn't go anywhere and returned straight to the old residence.

Once home, he went directly to his father Fujiwara Tera's room and waited until the sun set.

"Cough cough cough..."

Before the person appeared, coughing sounds could be heard.

Fujiwara Takuya sat still on the floor, face as calm as water, neither standing to greet nor showing any concern or care fitting for a son.

Old and undying is a thief.

If only he could close his eyes earlier, none of this would have happened.

That bitch would have long become his plaything, without a chance!

"Creak..."

The wooden door opened.

Lady Fujiwara supported her husband as they walked in, surprised to see Fujiwara Takuya.

"Takuya, didn't you go to Yingdong Electric Power?"

Kneeling on the floor, Fujiwara Takuya then stood up, suppressing his boiling anger, bowed his head, and greeted his parents.

"Father, Mother."

Fujiwara Tera seemed not surprised at all, as if he had expected it, and with his wife's help, sat down with difficulty.

His health was indeed very poor.

"What was the outcome?"

"Father should ask Li Ji."

Fujiwara Takuya said with his head bowed, his tone not intense but clearly rebellious.

Lady Fujiwara didn't understand, but as a woman, she naturally didn't have the right to interrupt in such situations; she poured tea, served water, and attended to her husband.

"I understand your resentment, but the choice in this matter was not in our hands."

"What about the shareholder position at Yingdong Electric Power? Is that also a bargaining chip traded between Feng Shi and the Shen Zhou people?"

Fujiwara Takuya was certainly not dumb, even if he forced himself to restrain, his tone inevitably fluctuating, "Father, Li Ji is a woman, and she is a traitor who sells out for honor!"

"Takuya, she's your sister; how can you say that."

Lady Fujiwara finally couldn't help but speak, frowning slightly, her still classy face revealing dissatisfaction with her son.

"I'm not wrong, what I'm saying is true. If she hadn't secretly helped the Shen Zhou people, they wouldn't have won so easily. At the time, I didn't expose her for the family's sake. But now."

"Father, you actually gave Yingdong Electric Power to her. When she collaborated with the enemy and betrayed the country, she must have considered the risks, but she completely disregarded us."

Fujiwara Takuya's words were almost tearful, making it impossible for Lady Fujiwara to speak for her daughter.

"Sit."

Fujiwara Tera's voice sounded weak and powerless.

Fujiwara Takuya took a deep breath, then bent his knees and knelt back down.

"What you said is the truth. But the outcome is always more important than the process. The current reality is that we lost, and the Shen Zhou people are the winners. Li Ji placed the right bet."

"Whether you or her, both are our Fujiwara Family's bloodline."

"But she never thought of it that way."

Fujiwara Takuya gritted his teeth, "Father, in her eyes, there has never been family, never the clan; there's only herself."

Fujiwara Tera was silent, unsure if he shared the same sentiment with his son.

Yet at this moment, even if he thought so, there was still no other choice.

A century-old prestigious family, a top consortium—so what.

Still not free to act on one's will.

"Takuno, even if not her, it won't be you, understand?"

Fujiwara Takuya clenched his fists.

Humiliation, anger, reluctance... Negative emotions boiled and churned in his heart, almost overwhelming his sanity.

Fortunately, he had waited so long, enough time to soothe and calm himself.

The old man's thoughts, he understood.

No matter who it is, the glory belongs to the Fujiwara Family.

Going so far as to offer Yingdong Electric Power's shareholder seats to appease that wench!

But what about him?

For the so-called bigger picture, was he sacrificed without hesitation?

The already thin father-son bond evaporated completely, but Fujiwara Takuya knew better than to fall out with the old man now.

That wench probably waited for him to act impulsively.

Thinking of this, Fujiwara Takuya took a deep breath.

The old man's words made him realize something.

The old guy was still on the side of his son; the concession was purely out of necessity, forced by circumstances.

It was not that the wench needed them, but rather that the Fujiwara Family needed her.

Find a solid backer, huh.

"Father, Li Ji is a lunatic; no one can predict what she'll do in the next second. Earlier, she deliberately tried to provoke me, attempting to lure me into killing Jiang Chen."

Truly blood siblings.

Even if there is a gap, it would not be too wide.

No matter whether there is any improper affair between them, as long as he falls into impulsiveness and takes action, regardless of success or failure, it would be advantageous to that wench without any drawback.

"Absolutely do not do anything unfavorable to the Shen Zhou people, or else give them an excuse to make things difficult."

Fujiwara Tera spoke solemnly and seriously.

Upon hearing this, Fujiwara Takuya felt a mix of emotions, causing even his resentment to subtly fade.

The old guy was ultimately old.

Unexpectedly, speaking such discouraging words.

Don't give them an excuse to make things difficult.

Once upon a time, the one worried and fearful was clearly the opponent.

"Rest assured, father, I am not the same as Li Ji."

Fujiwara Li Ji's understanding was indeed precise; her elder brother indeed lacked a bit of courage and ruthlessness compared to her.

Fujiwara Takuya supported himself on his knees and stood up.

"Father, please rest."

He pulled open the door and walked out.

"Those siblings..."

Lady Fujiwara looked at her husband, hesitating to speak.

Fujiwara Tera coughed twice, slowly closing his eyes, "It's a pity, Li Ji isn't a man."

"Creak."

The wooden door was opened.

Lady Fujiwara stepped out, then was surprised to find her son still waiting outside, not having left.

"Takuno?"

"Is father asleep?"

Fujiwara Takuya asked.

Lady Fujiwara nodded, then said, "When Li Ji comes back, I'll have a good talk with her."

Fujiwara Takuya's lips curled slightly.

"Mother always favors Li Ji more. However, Li Ji might not want to come back in the future."

"No matter what, we're still family."

To give birth to children like Fujiwara Takuya and Fujiwara Li Ji and sit in the position of the Fujiwara Family's matriarch, Lady Fujiwara's appearance and demeanor were evidently extraordinary.

Fujiwara Takuya's gaze roamed up and down the figure wrapped tightly in a long robe.

Lady Fujiwara frowned slightly, intending to leave to the side.

"Mother, from now on, the only one you can rely on is me."

Husband was critically ill.

Daughter ran away.

The facts indeed stood that way.

Lady Fujiwara's steps instinctively halted, then she stood in place, her expression shifting dramatically.

Fujiwara Takuya leisurely withdrew his hand from behind her, brought it to his nose, and sniffed.

"Smells nice."

Next, he turned around, brushing past his dazed mother.

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