Su Yu mentioned the 500 billion yen loan deliberately—to test Mrs. Yukinoshita's reaction.
Judging from her response, it was clear—that young lady could indeed protect him.
"I don't know her personally," Su Yu said simply. "I only know that she's a very powerful young lady, she likes my manga, and I borrowed 500 billion yen from her."
"She is the sole heir of that family… You should never have gotten involved with her," Mrs. Yukinoshita's expression grew complicated.
Now that she was involved, Mrs. Yukinoshita couldn't touch Su Yu.
It wasn't just because that family was powerful.
It was because Mrs. Yukinoshita's own older brother was the head of that family.
She had watched that young lady grow up and had always felt deep regret for her fate.
Every time she visited Tokyo, she would make time to see her.
Their relationship was very close.
Having lost her mother at a young age, that young lady treated Mrs. Yukinoshita like a mother.
And since her father was rarely home, the closest person in her life was none other than Mrs. Yukinoshita.
No matter how she looked at it—she could never harm Su Yu.
And if she truly liked Su Yu…
Mrs. Yukinoshita suddenly froze.
Three wishes.
Her three wishes…
"I have no interest in that family either," Su Yu met her gaze.
"You only say that because you don't understand what their empire encompasses. If you did, you wouldn't speak so lightly," Mrs. Yukinoshita scoffed coldly.
"I borrowed 500 billion yen—that's more than enough to realize my business plans. My future? Probably just helping Yukino or Haruno with their companies when needed, spending my free time traveling with them—to the seaside or some scenic places," Su Yu shook his head.
"The wealth and power of that family is beyond your imagination. Even the Yukinoshita family pales in comparison," Mrs. Yukinoshita said.
"Mrs. Yukinoshita," Su Yu's voice softened.
"Money is important, but life is finite. My parents died in an accident, leaving me alone in this world. For a long time, life felt meaningless.
Until I met Yukino. Until I made a few friends.
Until I found something I love—and worked for it."
Su Yu's words were spoken slowly and deliberately.
Mrs. Yukinoshita fell silent.
His eyes, unwavering and sincere, held not a trace of deception.
"I don't need the Yukinoshita family's business. I just want Haruno to have freedom.
I understand your concerns.
So—I'll return the evidence to you.
And I'll prove to you that I don't need anything from the Yukinoshita family."
With that, Su Yu pulled out the USB drive and pushed it toward her.
"How do I know this is the only copy?" Mrs. Yukinoshita's eyes narrowed with suspicion.
Click.
The door opened.
Haruno walked in, holding a laptop.
"Mother, I can prove it."
"Haruno…"
Seeing her daughter, Mrs. Yukinoshita's gaze wavered.
In front of Su Yu, she could be angry.
But in front of her own daughter—she only felt shame.
"This video file—exists only on the desktop and on that USB drive. Su Yu-kun only copied it once—he didn't have a chance to make a second copy."
Haruno opened the laptop.
Mrs. Yukinoshita saw the file on the screen.
She clicked on it and muted the sound.
A few minutes later, she closed the video.
"This is the recording from my room. It proves that Su Yu-kun only copied the file to the USB drive."
Haruno pulled out a second USB drive.
Mrs. Yukinoshita hesitated, then checked its contents.
It showed Su Yu's actions in Haruno's room—watching the video silently, copying it once, then leaving.
It was clear—Su Yu hadn't lied.
Unless… Haruno had another copy hidden somewhere.
"Mother," Haruno said softly.
"I let Su Yu-kun see the evidence because I wanted to know how far he could go.
I wanted to see if he would give me a perfect answer.
Just now, I listened to your conversation outside.
And now—I know my choice was correct."
Her gaze landed on Su Yu—filled with warmth.
"Haruno, you…"
Mrs. Yukinoshita stared at her daughter—the heiress she had raised and shaped.
At that moment, she felt like she no longer recognized her.
"Su Yu-kun, you've done so much for me.
Now, it's my turn."
Haruno's voice was gentle.
"I only did what I had to do," Su Yu responded, unsurprised by her actions.
"Mother, I only want one thing.
I want the right to choose my own future.
I don't want you to decide my life for me.
If you insist on forcing me to inherit the Yukinoshita family and marry someone I don't love,
Then I will abandon my title as the Yukinoshita heiress—
And move into Sakura Dormitory."
Haruno's voice was calm but firm.
"Haruno… do you even know what you're saying?"
Mrs. Yukinoshita was shocked—her face a mix of anger, confusion, and disbelief.
The perfect heiress she had groomed for years—
How could she say such things?
"I've already spoken to Father.
You can call him if you don't believe me," Haruno bowed slightly.
Then, she turned to Su Yu and held out her hand.
Su Yu stepped forward, took her small hand, and led her toward the door.
Mrs. Yukinoshita watched the door close, her mind blank.
She sat in silence for a long time.
Then, she picked up her phone and called Haruno's father.
A few seconds later—
The call connected.
"I know what you're about to ask," the head of the Yukinoshita family spoke in a deep, steady voice.
"Haruno and Yukino's futures should not be controlled by you.
You wanted to manage the Yukinoshita family's business, and I let you.
It's yours now.
But from this moment forward—
I will decide Haruno and Yukino's futures.
And I have chosen—
To give them freedom."
"You… what about Yukinoshita Construction?
Do you not care at all?" Mrs. Yukinoshita's voice trembled.
"I don't care at all.
As long as Haruno and Yukino are happy, that's all that matters.
And as for your secrets…
I've known about them for a long time.
I simply chose not to say anything—
Until now."
His voice was calm.
"You… are you asking for a divorce?"
Mrs. Yukinoshita's heart clenched.
"...I have never loved anyone else but you,"
The Yukinoshita family head said quietly—
And then hung up.
Mrs. Yukinoshita froze for several seconds—
Before slowly sinking into her chair.
His words carried two meanings.
First—he had no intention of divorcing her.
Second—
He had loved her.
But that love was for the woman she used to be—
Not for the person she had become.
"...Was I wrong all along?"
Mrs. Yukinoshita's eyes filled with uncertainty.
At that moment—
Her phone rang again.
She glanced at the caller ID—
And froze.