My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Jiacheng, you, how could you...”

As soon as Mo Rusong saw Mai Jiacheng, he seemed somewhat flustered.

He didn’t want to be seen as a traitor, and his relationship with Mai Gu was genuinely good. However, at his age, taking another step forward was exceedingly difficult.

Mo Rusong only wished to experience the sensation of conquering the summit before dying. If he could silently become the president with the help of Matsui Ichiro and the Matsui family, that would naturally be the best.

In fact, he completely failed to realize that he now felt like a whore wanting to erect a memorial archway for herself.

”Mo Rusong, our Mai Family has always been close to you. I’ve always regarded you as my own grandfather, yet you’d do such a thing.” Mai Jiacheng pointed at Mo Rusong’s nose and cursed. Mo Rusong felt deeply ashamed, lowered his head, and let Mai Jiacheng continue to berate him.

Matsui Ichiro, however, laughed heartily, clapped his hands to interrupt Mai Jiacheng, and asked, ”President Mo, who is this young man?”

”I am Mai Jiacheng, Mai Gu is my grandfather!” Mai Jiacheng glared at Matsui Ichiro, ”You little devil, I didn’t expect you to use such despicable tricks to make my grandfather admit defeat. Hmph, my grandfather may have lost in terms of medical skills, but he did not lose his integrity! Unlike some spineless people! And besides, it’s too early to say who lost. Huaxia has many talented people; who knows, someone might come out and beat you to crying for your parents!”

Mai Jiacheng’s words made Mo Rusong blush even more.

”Jiacheng, I didn’t mean it that way. I was thinking of your grandfather. Think about it, if your grandfather loses again, could he really win in the end?” Mo Rusong seemed unaware of his wrongdoing, ”Besides, you know that Mr. Matsui only wants a concession. It’s no big deal.”

”Nonsense!” Mai Jiacheng interrupted Mo Rusong, ”I never expected you to be so shameless! I used to believe you were doing this for my grandfather’s sake, but now, you’re just trying to ruin my grandfather’s reputation and seize his position! Hmph, your plans may have been good, but now that I’ve seen through them, I’m going to tell my grandfather and let him see your true colors!”

As he cursed, Mai Jiacheng turned to leave.

Just then, someone was standing at the door.

Mo Rusong naturally didn’t want Mai Jiacheng to go back and tell Mai Gu. Anxiously, he saw someone blocking Mai Jiacheng and was stunned, ”Mr. Matsui...”

”Hehe, young brother Mai, why so impulsive?” Matsui Ichiro smiled slightly and waved his hand. The man at the door, though not tall, had a cold expression. He stepped forward, grabbed Mai Jiacheng’s arm like a steel clamp, causing him to scream, ”Let go! Ow, what are you doing?”

The small man threw Mai Jiacheng into the room.

Mai Jiacheng was thrown before Matsui Ichiro like a chick.

Matsui Ichiro squatted down, patted Mai Jiacheng’s face, ”Young brother, since you are here, why not cooperate with us? What do you think?”

”Ptooey!” Mai Jiacheng spat at Matsui Ichiro, cursed, ”I won’t be a traitor.”

The spit landed directly on Matsui Ichiro’s face.

Matsui Ichiro’s smile froze completely.

He coldly glanced at Mai Jiacheng, stood up again, and sat by the table, sneering, ”Chinese Dog is truly ungrateful. Yamamoto, wake him up first.”

Yamamoto, the small man, stepped forward, grabbed Mai Jiacheng, and slapped him until he felt dizzy.

Mai Jiacheng still wanted to curse, but Yamamoto didn’t give him a chance. After several slaps, he grabbed Mai Jiacheng’s arm and, with a slight twist, broke his hand bone.

”Ah...!” Mai Jiacheng screamed miserably, finally frightened, ”Stop, stop, what do you want me to do! Stop, I was wrong!”

Mo Rusong’s mouth twitched, watching Mai Jiacheng’s painful expression, feeling as if he were sitting on pins and needles.

But thinking that if Mai Jiacheng went back and said anything, he would never raise his head again in his lifetime.

In this situation, he could only follow Matsui Ichiro to the end.

”Mr. Matsui, it’s enough. Jiacheng is still young; you don’t need to take it too seriously.” Mo Rusong said helplessly.

Matsui Ichiro’s face was filled with a thick smile, he glanced at Mo Rusong, ”President Mo, you Chinese Dogs are really weak. Hehe, in medical skills you are inferior to our Sunset Country, and even your bones are softer! Just a few hits, and he can’t endure it. I suddenly have an idea; perhaps Yamamoto should open a martial arts school here to challenge you Hua Country people, it might be interesting?”

While speaking, Matsui Ichiro signaled to Yamamoto to stop.

Yamamoto threw Mai Jiacheng to the ground.

Mai Jiacheng gasped heavily, his previous toughness disappeared entirely.

Growing up, he had never suffered like this or been beaten like this.

He looked at Matsui Ichiro with terror, afraid of being beaten again.

Matsui Ichiro’s face showed a contemptuous smile, ”You are Jiacheng, right? Hehe, don’t worry. As long as you obey, I won’t beat you anymore, and I’ll give you great benefits. Hmm, if you wish, I can support you to become the president of the Chinese Herbal Medicine Association, replacing your grandfather.”

”Me?” Mai Jiacheng was stunned, his heart rippling.

He had been idling all his life, not respected by his father and grandfather. If he truly became the president, it would be an achievement for sure!

Mo Rusong, however, became anxious, ”Mr. Matsui, what do you mean? Didn’t you say...”

”President Mo, don’t be anxious!” Matsui Ichiro waved his hand to stop Mo Rusong, speaking slowly, ”For our Matsui family to develop in Hua Country, naturally, we need capable partners. As I said before, if President Mo handles things well, the position of president will certainly be yours. But now, things haven’t been handled well!”

He pointed at Mai Jiacheng, ”So, who says he can’t be the president if he handles things well?”

”I...” Mo Rusong shivered, cursing Matsui Ichiro’s cunning.

If he couldn’t become the president and was seen as a traitor, that would be a complete loss.

But then he thought, if he could pull Mai Jiacheng to the same side, as long as Mai Jiacheng didn’t speak up, perhaps his actions wouldn’t be known by others.

”Jiacheng, why don’t you listen to Mr. Matsui?” Mo Rusong had no choice but to persuade Mai Jiacheng.

Though Mai Jiacheng felt suspicious, hearing he could become the president naturally excited him.

”Hehe, Mai Jiacheng, now call your grandfather. If you can persuade him to publicly admit defeat, our Matsui family will support you to become the president.” Matsui Ichiro said slowly, picking up the teacup, ”Of course, you can choose not to be the president, but you should know the consequences.”

With that, he grabbed the cup.