Our Brother-in-law Can Do Anything!

Although Miyano's choice of words is very tactful and kind, but from his mouth and his tone, he can always put on a condescending, high-ranking person's high posture.

This made Miyano boy very depressed.

The way he looks now doesn't fit the image of the kind big brother he wants to play at all!

However, this is also impossible.

Who let him get used to this tone of speaking.

Now that he thinks about it this way, Baiyin Yuxing can bear such a bad temper of himself, he is quite amazing.

"Miyano-senpai?"

"another."

"Brother Miyano?"

"That's it. By the way, did you find the brand you mentioned?"

"found it."

Bai Yingui picked up the soy sauce of the [Marukin] brand as soon as he walked to this place.

"Let's go then."

Since he couldn't learn to be gentle, Miyano decided to be an aloof older brother.

Isn’t that what the old saying goes——

The expression is not enough, the value of the face is enough.

You don't look good enough, just wait to die.

"Ok!"

Compared with Baiyin Yuxing, Miyano Tianhui and Shirogane Kei are more like biological siblings.

Because both of them had the same indifferent demeanor.

Miyano Tianhui's expression was extremely indifferent, and Bai Yingui's expression was also indifferent.

Walking in the supermarket, everyone I saw was wondering if their parents were the same as them.

After buying what they wanted, Miyano Tianhui and Bai Yingui returned.

On the way back, Miyano boy would turn his head back and look around from time to time.

He always felt that there was a gaze staring at him.

This sight, which felt like skin being violated, made Tianhui Miyano feel a little uncomfortable.

However, he couldn't figure out who that person was.

This made his heart covered with dust.

*

Chiba Prefecture

"It's your birthday today, don't you plan to call some of your friends to celebrate?"

Looking at the niece who has buried half of her face in the knee of the white cloth since the phone call, and can't feel the slightest vitality on her body, Principal Sobu Gao suppressed the sadness in his heart, barely showing that he couldn't even smile. It can only be regarded as the gentle movement of bending the corner of the mouth to ask.

"Do not bother!"

With her arms around her knees, the girl sitting on the chair, her beautiful gray hair lost its original luster.

"I don't have any good friends except him. He doesn't have time to come, and there is no need for others to come."

The melodious sound of a silver bell resounded faintly in the empty living room.

Futaba twisted her neck, turned her head to the other side, and stared at the empty, invisible and intangible airway with her out-of-focus vision.

"I said, are you doing this for a Miyano Tianhui?"

Seeing Futaba's appearance at this time, as her uncle, the man who raised her felt distressed and angry.

Although Futaba is not his biological daughter, he also watched her grow up a little bit with his own eyes.

In addition, due to the breakup of his previous relationship, both his wife and son left.In his heart, there is no difference between Futaba and his daughter.Even his own son is inferior to Futaba in his heart.

Seeing his precious 'daughter' in his mouth, afraid of melting, holding it in his palm, and worried that it might break, how could he not be heartbroken for making it like this for a man.

"Why do you have to wrong yourself like this?"

Actually, as long as Futaba thinks.

His contacts introduced her to all walks of life, and even outstanding talents from various countries to her.

Why should Miyano Tianhui be hanged on this tree?

"But, they're not called Miyano Tianhui. It's not him either. It's even less likely—"

The girl slowly raised her head upwards, stared at her uncle with clear golden eyes, and slowly expressed her sincerity.

Since the other party is her uncle and her family, she doesn't have to worry about the other party laughing at her ignorant thoughts.

"Replace him."