Madam Kaori?

Isn't that the master Matsutake Gen relies on?

Zhou Huai's temples throbbed violently.

Of all people, what a small world.

He didn't have any information on how Matsutake Gen and this woman interacted.

Once they started talking, any minor slip of the tongue could invite suspicion.

Could he be exposed right after sneaking into the Kujo Family?

Of course, Zhou Huai didn't have any psychological burden himself.

His principle was very simple.

Whoever exposed him, he would make them die.

To take a step back, the one being exposed was Matsutake Gen, what did that have to do with Natsume Masahiro?

At worst, he'd just go back and quietly be his low-level punk.

In a flash of thought, that luxurious black sedan had slowly stopped beside him.

The rear car window slid down smoothly.

Sitting in the car was a noble lady.

She looked to be in her thirties, pretty, dressed in an elegant kimono, and carried herself with dignity.

Seeing "Matsutake Gen" inside the car, a hint of a smile appeared on her serene face.

"Mr. Matsutake, didn't you go to prepare a gift for me?"

"Why are you still here?"

Zhou Huai could tell that the other party's tone wasn't questioning, but rather a kind of curiosity.

It seemed the rumors outside were true; this Matsutake Gen really was deeply favored by Madam Kaori.

Zhou Huai immediately went along with it.

A trace of appropriate apology and helplessness appeared on his face as he bowed slightly.

"I was just about to set off to get the gift."

"I didn't expect that right as I stepped out, the car broke down halfway."

"It was just fixed, please blame me, Madam."

Hearing this, Madam Kaori gently shook her head, her voice gentle.

"Since the car broke down, then it's the car's problem."

"How could I blame you?"

She looked at the sky and said again,

"Forget it, it's getting late."

"It's probably too late to go get the gift now."

"Let's just go straight to the banquet."

Uh... Attend a banquet?

What banquet?

A huge question mark popped up in Zhou Huai's heart.

Yet his face remained calm as he obediently nodded.

"In that case, Madam, you go ahead, and we'll arrive shortly."

However, Madam Kaori smiled and waved at him.

Light rippled in those exceptionally well-maintained eyes.

"Gen-kun, why have you suddenly become so distant?"

"Hurry over, get in my car and we'll go together."

Finished speaking, she even cast a charming wink at Zhou Huai inside the car.

Zhou Huai: "..."

He felt the hairs on his back stand on end.

Good grief.

The relationship between this Matsutake Gen and Madam Kaori didn't seem as simple as just being favored?

He hurriedly lowered his voice, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the driver's seat where Hayata was.

"Is this Matsutake really just Madam Kaori's flower arranger?"

Actually, he really wanted to ask, was this flower arranger only arranging flowers?

Hayata was asked with a blank look on his face.

Making a bitter face, his voice was lowered even more than Zhou Huai's.

"Sir... I... I am just a driver."

"I don't know anything."

Seeing that "Matsutake Gen" still hasn't moved, Madam Kaori inside the car urged again,

"Gen-kun, hurry over. Don't make me wait anxiously."

Zhou Huai had no choice but to bite the bullet and reply through the car window.

"Madam, wouldn't that be inappropriate? Men and women should keep their distance."

"Or else, I'd better take my own car over."

Far from being annoyed, Madam Kaori instead let out a chuckle, laughing so hard her shoulders shook.

"After so long, Gen-kun still can't let go of this modesty."

The smile in her eyes grew thicker, carrying a trace of teasing.

"However, I just love this coy act of yours."

Just as the words fell.

Amidst Zhou Huai's astonished gaze, Madam Kaori actually took the initiative to push open the car door.

Wriggling her slender figure, stepping in geta, making a soft "tap, tap" sound, she came before Zhou Huai's car.

A subtle fragrance of perfume, mixed with a woman's unique body scent, drilled into his nasal cavity.

"Swish!"

The car door was unceremoniously pulled open by her.

A fair and tender hand reached in, grabbing Zhou Huai's arm without explanation.

That strength was surprisingly large.

Zhou Huai was forcibly dragged out of the car by her.

Immediately afterward, she half-pushed and half-shoved him into the back seat of her car.

The entire process was smooth and done in one go.

Zhou Huai silently cried out good grief in his heart.

Wasn't this Madam Kaori a bit too proactive?

There are still two drivers present for crying out loud!

Could she pay a little attention to appearances?

However, this Madam Kaori didn't care about any of that.

After instructing the driver to continue driving, one hand smoothly stroked Matsutake Gen's thigh.

The space inside the car was spacious, covered with thick cashmere carpets, and the air was filled with a sweet incense.

Zhou Huai's body subconsciously tensed up.

That hand was warm and soft; through a thin layer of suit trousers fabric, the touch of the fingertips was irritatingly clear.

Madam Kaori looked at him with seductive, watery eyes, her body slowly leaning over, her voice so soft and sweet it could squeeze out water.

"Gen-kun, am I pretty today?"

Zhou Huai's gaze swept across her well-maintained face, and he perfunctorily nodded.

"Pretty."

In his heart he became even more certain that the relationship between this Matsutake Gen and Madam Kaori was by no means ordinary.

No wonder a mere flower arranger like him could order the manor guards around.

So he had taken the Madam route.

Wondering what kind of expression the head of the Kujo Family, Kujo Koji, would have if he knew his wife was cuckolding him every day.

Zhou Huai felt that he had just come to Sakura Country and already encountered a shocking scandal.

Just as he was thinking about these issues,

An even richer fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose.

Madam Kaori's body had pressed tightly against him, her plump body almost squeezing into his arms.

"Gen-kun, why have you been quiet all this time?"

Her breath was like orchids, the warm breath brushing past Zhou Huai's auricle, giving him goosebumps.

As the saying goes, young wives are good, young wives are a treasure.

This saying was completely true.

This woman's charm was indeed far from comparable to those green, innocent young girls.

Zhou Huai's Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

With a strong shift of his hips, his body instantly pressed against the car door on the other side, quickly pulling away a distance from her.

"Giggle giggle..."

Madam Kaori was amused by Zhou Huai's action of avoiding her like a venomous snake, making her shoulders shake and her chest heave with turbulent waves.

"After so long, Gen-kun still loves putting on a false air of propriety."

She extended her jade-white index finger, gently tapping her red lips, her eyes full of teasing.

"Rest assured, the driver is my person, no one will know."

Finished speaking, her bright eyes looked at Zhou Huai again, carrying a trace of resentment.

"Does Gen-kun not like me anymore?"

Zhou Huai forcibly squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, his body stiff as a block of wood.

"Of course I like you, Madam, it's just..."

Racking his brains, he thought of an excuse he considered foolproof.

"It's just that I worry our affair will sooner or later be discovered by the Family Head, then by that time..."

Before Zhou Huai could finish speaking, she was once again interrupted by Madam Kaori's uninhibited laughter.

She laughed back and forth, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

As if Zhou Huai had told the funniest joke in the world.

For a long time, she stopped laughing, looking at Zhou Huai with the gaze of looking at an idiot, the corners of her mouth hooking into a sly smirk.

"Gen-kun, do you really think there's anything in this family that can be kept from Kujo Koji?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Huai was truly shocked.

The smile on his face instantly froze.

What does that mean?

Could Kujo Koji have known long ago that his wife was cuckolding him?

Looking at the ghost-seeing expression on "Matsutake Gen's" face, Madam Kaori seemed very satisfied.

She slowly leaned in, her red lips almost touching Zhou Huai's ear, her voice carrying a morbid excitement.

"Shocked, aren't you?"

"That old fellow is just like that."

"He just likes watching me and other men..."

"To be honest with you, last time when we were masked, he was right in the room."

"Every move we made was seen crystal clear by him."

Boom!

Zhou Huai felt as if his brain had been struck by a thunderbolt, buzzing loudly.

Today he had truly eaten an Epic-grade massive scandal.

The dignified head of the Kujo Family, one of the top rulers of Sakura Country, turned out to be a cuckold who liked being cheated on!

You Sakura Country people really know how to play wild!