Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce-Chapter 596 - 206: Flower Girls at Work_2

The ever-vigilant Ozawa Masami finally succumbed to her heavy eyelids and, at last, shut her eyes heavily, falling asleep.

Two hours later.

Ozawa Masami was sleeping very soundly.

She kept mumbling some sleep talk.

A shadow flashed across the living room.

It stopped beside her, hearing the names from her sleep talk, and chuckled softly: "Wow, you put on quite the act during the day."

The shadow quietly lifted the tightly tucked quilt and gently slipped inside.

But soon stood up again.

Mumbling in the dark: This won’t do, there’ll be trouble in the morning if this goes on.

A few seconds later.

He picked up the person sleeping on the floor, quilt and all, and carried her back to the bedroom.

.....

The next day.

The sky was just beginning to brighten.

"Ah!!!"

A sharp scream pierced the air.

"What’s wrong?"

Sun Dasheng rubbed his bleary eyes, then habitually rested his hand on the shapely butt of the person in his arms, giving it a gentle squeeze, and asked.

"Why are you sleeping in my bed?"

Ozawa Masami shouted angrily.

"And where is your hand, exactly?"

"Huh?" Sun Dasheng seemed to wake up, rubbed his eyes again, and finally saw clearly the person beside him: "Why are you in my bed?"

"Huh?? What are you talking about now?"

Ozawa Masami’s mouth was wide open in shock, frightened by the brazenness of the person before her.

The evidence of wrongdoing was blatantly displayed before her.

And yet, someone was lying with their eyes open, falsely accusing her?

"Calm down, take a good look, this is the bed I sleep in, you were sleeping in the living room last night." Sun Dasheng gently reminded her.

Uh...

It seems... maybe... possibly... I got it wrong?

Ozawa Masami’s face flushed with a blush.

Did I wrongly accuse him?

But I slept perfectly fine last night, so how did I suddenly end up in his bed once I opened my eyes?

"Do you have a habit of sleepwalking?" Sun Dasheng suggested a possibility.

Ozawa Masami shook her head vigorously in denial: "I’ve never had such a symptom since I was little."

"Then, is it possible that you got up last night and mistakenly went into the wrong room?" Sun Dasheng coaxed patiently, guiding like a very considerate teacher constantly giving hints to a student.

Huh...

Could it really be as Mr. Sun said?

But why do I have no memory of it?

Her mind was filled entirely with the dreams she had last night.

Thinking of ’dream,’ her face flushed red.

How could I have that kind of ’hateful’ ’shameful’ dream?

"Maybe I walked into the wrong room." Ozawa Masami murmured softly.

"Ah, that makes sense now." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

The other party finally caught on, not letting his painstaking efforts go to waste.

"Miyabi, how do you take care of your skin? How is it so smooth and tender to the touch?"

"Ah?"

Ozawa Masami felt a tingling sensation all over.

At this moment, a pair of large hands was boldly caressing her thigh.

"Oh, sorry, for touching your leg without your permission, I’m really sorry."

He said apologetic words, but the movements of his hands did not cease in the slightest.

What a complete jerk.

"Mr. Sun, you can’t be like this." Ozawa Masami wanted to resist but found herself tightly embraced, unable to escape his control.

"Can’t be like what?" Sun Dasheng teased with a whisper in her ear.

"Can’t... can’t touch Miyabi’s thigh, it’s impolite." Ozawa Masami said, her face red with embarrassment.

"Oh, I’m sorry then. Only today does Miyabi see my true face. No more pretending, I’m laying it all out, I’m just an impolite guy."

As he spoke, his hands moved even more, slowly advancing from the thigh upward, about to reach the forbidden zone.

"No!" Ozawa Masami refused to give in.

Her hands firmly gripped his large hands.

Her eyes revealed a stubborn gleam.

Sun Dasheng sighed inwardly, feeling it was a pity, and then withdrew his hand.

A forced melon doesn’t taste sweet.

Besides, it wasn’t necessary.

He initially planned to have his way with her last night when he brought her back.

Spit spit...

It was all because of those damn movies that almost turned him into a bad guy.

At the last moment, he restrained himself.

He thought it’s okay to be dapper, but better not be sleazy.

For this kind of thing, it has to be consensual.

....

Because of the bed incident this morning.

Ozawa Masami kept quite a distance from him.

However, Sun Dasheng wasn’t annoyed.

Because the scenery in Hokkaido attracted him.

It’s not that it’s stunning, but it’s something he’s never seen before, it’s fresh.

If you really compare it with the Northeast back home, it actually lacks a bit of flavor.

You have to know that in winter, Harbin is the northern city worth visiting the most, Hokkaido is just okay.

After touring Hokkaido.

He was ready to head back home.

He received a call from Vice President Okamoto Renjin.

Upon hearing that he was returning from Hokkaido disappointed without experiencing the true essence of mixed bathing, Okamoto immediately volunteered to recommend a secret hot spring inn.

He even firmly guaranteed over the phone: it has what you want.

"Really?" Sun Dasheng was a bit skeptical.

"If not, I’ll immediately commit seppuku!" Okamoto Renjin, as if insulted, swore a poisonous oath.

Whoa.

This vow gave Sun Dasheng a fright.

No wonder he’s called a Perverted Immortal.

The people in Little Day are mentally off.

Always talking about seppuku.

....

Togetsutei.

The name is quite elegant.

Sun Dasheng noticed that many shop names in Little Day appear more tasteful than those back home.

But behind the elegant name lies nothing but ’dirty business’.

Hmph! I’m going in to criticize them properly.

"What’s wrong?"

Seeing Ozawa Masami next to him not moving, Sun Dasheng asked.

"This doesn’t seem like a good place." Ozawa Masami explained, "I’ve heard male colleagues at the company mention the name before, anyway... it’s not a good place."

"Oh, really?" Sun Dasheng pulled her hand and strolled in: "There is an old Chinese saying: ’Seeing is believing,’ let’s go in and have a look, if it’s really not a good place, we’ll criticize it properly."

Just as they entered, someone stopped them.

"I’m sorry, sir, this is a private club."

"Huh?"

At this moment, a mamasan in her thirties, still quite charming, walked over: "My apologies, guests, we are not open to the public, if you want to enjoy a hot spring, there are many nearby, if you don’t know the way, our staff can guide you."

Eh!

This mamasan is quite interesting.

If she were in the domestic government, she could probably thrive thoroughly.

Because she understands the three ’flavors’ of officialdom: plant more flowers, plant fewer thorns, make more friends, make fewer enemies.

Even if they’re not customers of her establishment, providing such service isn’t easy.

"Please wait a moment!" Sun Dasheng dialed a number.

After connecting, he spoke a few sentences, then handed the phone to the mamasan.

The mamasan looked puzzled, then her expression drastically changed by 180 degrees, immediately flashing a sycophantic smile: "Hi! Mr. Okamoto don’t worry, I will take good care of your guests, hi! Rest assured, they will be well attended to!"

"Respected guests, please come inside!"

With just one call, the mamasan... ahem... changed her tune.

"Let’s go in." Sun Dasheng led Ozawa Masami inside.

Although she still resisted a bit, holding hands wasn’t as sensitive a contact anymore, and seeing that she couldn’t shake it off, she didn’t resist further.

This is the advantage of slowly breaking down defenses.

Take it step by step.

Haste makes waste.

"Respected guests, this is our most luxurious bathroom, here is your key, just enter by opening the door."

The mamasan handed over a room card.

Then whispered softly in his ear: "Everything has already been arranged for you."

Oh?

Sun Dasheng’s eyes lit up.

Nice.

Really getting on the right track.

"Let’s go, we will have a good soak today." Sun Dasheng unhesitatingly dragged Ozawa Masami into a private room.

The room was different from an enclosed hotel room.

Upon entering, there was a living room, and next to it was a changing room.

After changing clothes.

Pushing open the door at the back of the living room, what greeted the eyes was an enclosed natural hot spring pool, bounded by the house on one side and mountains on the other three.

The Flower Girls playing in the hot spring, upon seeing the guests arrive, exited one by one, standing in a line on both sides of the spring, bowing in unison:

"Welcome, esteemed guests!"

Nice!~

Flower Girls in action!

The sight of so much white almost blinded Sun Dasheng.