This time, we didn't fly back to Tokyo.
The entire journey was by car.
Xiu Xin didn't feel tired at all. After all, the comfort of the business car was top-notch, comparable to the first-class experience of a plane, and he didn't have to drive.
Because saying goodbye to friends in Sapporo took longer than planned, they arrived at the Tokyo home by evening.
With no time to rest, after showering and changing, he went out with Aoyama Haruko, taking the kids along.
His big brother had already prepared the meal at home.
Aoyama Sosuke's house in Tokyo was a small independent villa in the Harbor District, not large, but exquisitely compact, bought after he became a congressman.
"Ding dong! Ding dong!"
After getting out of the car, Xiu Xin stepped forward and rang the doorbell.
A moment later, the door opened. It was Ashida Kazuko, wearing a red dress. She seemed a bit nervous and restrained, glanced quickly at Aoyama Haruko, bowed, and said, "Please, come in."
