The Versatile Master Artist

Yakai Ichiro has been in a good mood recently, so he’s letting this poor guy go.

“Don’t use that tone to brush me off; you don’t care a bit about our daughter…”

The principle is the principle.

Mrs. Sakai, however, was not satisfied with her husband’s soft handling and complained a few more times, prompting a string of automatic responses like “uh-huh” and “uh-huh” from the receiver.

Blond Auntie raised her wrist and glanced at the time.

“Ichiro? It’s already dark here; estimating the time, it’s probably around six-thirty there, right?”

“Yeah, 6:37, what’s up.”

Uncle Sakai tossed another onion ring into his mouth, glanced at the clock on the wall, and said casually.

“What are you doing.”

“Watching the TV broadcast. You might not know this in Myanmar, but Yingqing Yishu from Gangchang Institute is expected to enter the Koshien finals again after 103 years. All the sports-related topics on the Day push are about this…”

“I know. I saw the alumni support group’s activities in the parent group. I’m saying, isn’t it dinner time now? What are you chewing while speaking? Onion rings?”

Blond Auntie exercised her listening ability; with such an ear, she’d make a good dark weapons expert.

“Uh, uh, oh… It’s fruit and vegetable fiber cookies, yeah, fiber cookies. The weight loss expert says that fat people should eat small meals frequently to control overall calorie intake. Made of whole grains, the taste is actually not bad.”

Clack.

The onion ring in his hand fell back into the box, and he swallowed dryly.

Uncle Sakai’s only flaw is that he can’t control his mouth. Over the years, he has honed his skills in “stealing food” and lying in battles of wits with his wife.

Even though he agreed with his wife on losing weight.

But why bother at this age? Why make it harder for ourselves?

Anyway, his wife and daughter won’t be back for several months. Controlling his weight can wait.

You need to eat well to have the energy to lose weight.

At worst, flop all his fat down, act cute and pitiful. His wife is such a gentle and lovely woman; two days of scolding would be enough.

“Yeah, dear, back to what I was saying. I think you’re right; we can’t just let this go. We have to teach them a lesson. Watch your husband go online and curse them.”

Uncle Sakai immediately shifted from the dangerous topic.

Sorry.

Looks like they’re out of luck.

“Ha.” Blond Auntie let out a cold, ambiguous laugh into the phone, making Uncle Sakai shiver.

“Forget it; Shengzi and I have to stay here for quite a while, so let’s not offend too many people.”

Blond Auntie looked at the boy and girl walking hand in hand from the train station and let out another cold snort, her tone softened.

“Okay, okay, I know you’re the most understanding and polite one, my dear.”

Uncle Sakai didn’t hesitate to flatter her.

“Then… over in Yangon, should we let them come to apologize?”

“Is that even a question? Of course, it’s needed. I refuse them entry to show my anger; whether they come or not is their attitude issue. If they don’t come and apologize, how can I slam the door in their faces and drive them away?”

In these matters, Mrs. Sakai was as potent as ever.

“Shengzi is out of the train station; I’m going to pick her up. Love you, that’s it for this matter. But…”

She stopped Uncle Sakai, who thought he had escaped his wife’s inspection and sighed with relief.

“Ichiro, do you remember ‘Sexy Candy’?” she said playfully.

“Mmm-hmm! Mmm-hmm!”

Uncle Sakai was taken aback, blinked, and immediately sat up from the lazy sofa, sticking out his belly.

So-called Sexy Candy.

Is a high-rated Victoria’s Secret lingerie show theme keyword that set CBS broadcast records.

Last year, while cleaning the room, the household staff found large-sized magazines under Yakai Gangchang’s bookshelf.

Neither of them is particularly traditional.

Mrs. Sakai just sighed, indicating that Gang Chang has grown up, and instructed the staff to put the magazines back under the shelf. From now on, inform him before cleaning.

Professor Yakai Ichiro was quite interested in flipping through the magazines and hinted to his wife favorably that their son’s taste was noteworthy.

The magazine was about the “Sexy Delicious” themed apparel.

His wife consistently showed noncommittal attitudes, leaving Uncle Sakai secretly disappointed, thinking she didn’t understand.

“Do you like it?” Blond Auntie asked enticingly.

“I do, I do.”

Uncle Sakai licked his lips frantically, stretched out his breath, and his big belly bounced like a ball, leaving the beloved onion ring aside.

Gang Chang is certainly a Sakai family member.

The men’s taste in the Sakai family is truly passed down.

“Alright then, I put a whole set of Sexy Delicious in the shopping cart, and when I return, I’ll let my Byron appraise them to see which set is more Delicious.”

Mrs. Cruz’s tone carried the romantic flair of a Latin girl.

“My wife is the best!”

Uncle Sakai moaned loudly, slapping his belly in delight, fully immersed in the peach-colored imagination full of love hearts.

Life is so wonderful.

“You guys should be able to come back in July, right?” uncle eagerly asked.

“It has been a while since we’ve had intimacy. Shengzi needs to stay here until the end of the semester, but I can find two days to fly back next week, only about a three-hour flight.”

“Uh.”

“Is there a problem?”

“No problem, no problem. I wish you could fly back today. But, dear wife, I want to tell you something. You know I’m prone to gaining weight, and I’ve already…” Uncle Sakai only managed to say half of his tentative words before being rudely interrupted.

“That’s why, seeing how hard you’ve been working on losing weight, I have to reward you.”

“Byron dear, you’d better not let me down, and I won’t let you down, right? It’s agreed, if I step into the house and see a husband who’s working hard on fitness and weight loss, I’ll wear the outfit you like. But if I see a ‘Takoyaki’ with a round figure, then you keep that sweet candy to wrap around your fat belly!”

“Dear, dear…”

Blond Auntie ignored the predicament in the receiver, hung up the phone directly, opened the car door, and strode toward the noticeable couple who caught everyone’s attention.

Like eating fiber fruit and vegetable cookies?

Mrs. Sakai sneered.

Prepare to eat fiber cookies until you die then!

Jerk.

This forty-something lady, still as slender as a young girl and full of grace, had just tidied up her husband, moved the sunglasses down her nose, and stepped out of the car to embrace her daughter.

Suddenly her steps halted, with a mysterious sparkle under her shades.

Huh?

Her gaze first paused on her daughter.

Shengzi had two blush spots on her cheeks, which extended from her brows to her earlobes.

The flower branches were charming, as was the girl, attracting admiring and affectionate gazes from passersby.

Lady Sakai only glanced casually before shifting her eyes away, as in her heart Shengzi was already a perfect little angel, as beloved as Franklin on US Dollars, though far cuter than the fuzzy old man Franklin.

What surprised her most was the daughter’s boyfriend.

Gu Weijing wasn’t ugly at all, nor particularly handsome. Even reluctantly accepting as her daughter’s lover made her lament how her sweet daughter was taken by a wild boar.

Yet now,

Lady Sakai blinked, suddenly feeling today’s Gu Weijing seemed different entirely.

Though he was no different from when she dragged her daughter out of the hotel this morning, with the same nose and eyes, even after a day’s outing and slightly messy hair.

However, she couldn’t help but look a few more times.

Because, she suddenly sensed a certain aura of her husband emanating from Gu Weijing.