Rebirth Dad with Mangaka System

"Master, the old lady of the Xizi family has just been here."

On the top floor of the SG Consortium, an old butler walked into the largest office on the top floor.

Running a company is a bit ridiculous, but the facilities inside are very simple. In addition to the necessary office items, the only other things are bookshelves and books on the shelves.

"Oh? Little Qin girl? What is she doing here?"

The head of the Sannomiya, who had just returned to the company, sat in an office chair, his eyes fierce and not angry.

The Xizi family and the Sannomiya family have had a lot of cooperation in business in recent years. Xiziqin has also seen the Sannomiya family several times. For this beautiful girl, the Sannomiya family has a very good impression of her.

Perhaps this is because she is somewhat similar to her daughter who left the family in some respects, but for these, Sannomiya just didn't want to admit it.

"Miss Nishiko said that she wanted you, Master, when I came back to Tokyo this time. I just came to visit him, but unfortunately he is not here."

"Oh? That little Nizi would miss me?" Sannomiya smiled. "How long has she been away."

"It has just been more than ten minutes."

"This little nizi, come and go quickly, okay, you can call this little nizi and say come home at the weekend, let him aunt Sannomiya entertain her well." Sannomiya took out from the drawer A few documents, "Let's go, it's time for a meeting."

"Yes, lord."

At about 5 o'clock in the evening, Xi Ziqin received a text message from the housekeeper of Sannomiya, and invited himself to be a guest at the house of Sannomiya on the weekend.

"It really is the same as you think."

Xi Ziqin handed the phone to Qin Mu, and Qin Mu glanced down before putting down the brush in his hand.

"Yeah, but two days later..."

Qin Mu lay in his chair and remembered what happened yesterday, which was also the day after the summer festival.

At noon that day, Sannomiya Qingyi invited himself to dinner, which was a private dinner, and at the end of the meal, Sannomiya Qingyi finally said the purpose of asking Tan Mu to come out.

...

"I think about it..." Sannomiya Qingyi looked at Qin Mu with a smile, and Qingli's face did not have the heavy color before.

Qin Mu also roughly guessed what she wanted to say. It should be the result of Sanyi Qingyi’s last thought after the summer festival that day. It can also be said to be the last choice.

Although Qin Mu had only less than one day to understand the relationship between Dongshan Yinshi and Qingyi, from the attitude of San Gong Qingyi to Dongshan Yinshi, Qin Mu found that Qingyi did not really like Dongsan Yinshi, so, in When the summer festival was about to separate that night, Qin Mu found an opportunity to confess with Sannomiya Qingyi.

Qin Mu stated that if Sannomiya Qingyi does not want to be with Dongshan Yinshi, then he will certainly help her, although he knows that it is difficult.

But if Sanyi Qingyi finally decided to hold a wedding with Dongshan Yinshi, then it doesn't make sense to do anything.

"Brother-in-law, if I said that I don't want to be with Brother Dongshan, how would my brother-in-law help me?" Sannomiya Qingyi asked with a smile, pure innocent smile, and since the end of the summer festival, Sannomiya Qingyi Qin Mu changed her name to her brother-in-law.

"I'm just a painter, and my father-in-law wished to send someone to chase me down, so if I were asked to help Qingyi, there might be very few things I can do." Tan Mu said unabashedly, "but, If Qingyi really doesn’t want to get married, then the brother-in-law will not let the wedding happen."

"Does the brother-in-law also take me to elope?" Sannomiya Qingyi chuckled softly.

"Hahaha, if Qingyi wants to experience it, that's not impossible." Tan Mu said jokingly.

It's just that this casual joke made San Gong Qingyi blush, biting the straw with some confusion.

"Relax, I will try my best to persuade your father. If it doesn't work, then I can only book a plane ticket for you, otherwise your father will cut it off before leaving home."

"Ah, you really took me to elopement."

"Hehe,

"What plan?" A soft voice came from the side.

For her voice, Qin Mu and Sanyi Qingyi are no longer familiar with it.

Qin Mu and Sannomiya turned their heads, and a slender figure was walking towards the two. Although they were almost fifty years old, the knife of time seemed to leave no trace on her face.

"mom……"

"Mrs. Sannomiya..."

The two stood up, and Qing Yi looked away, a little shy on her fair face.

"Why not welcome me?"

San Gongya sat beside Qing Yi and looked at Qin Mu with a smile.

"Qin Mu, do you want to abduct my daughter again?"

"Ma'am, you laughed..." Although Qin Mu didn't know why she came, she probably guessed that she had heard the conversation between herself and Qingyi.

San Gongya gave Qin Mu a light glance, turned her head to look at her daughter, her hand covered her back, and asked seriously:

"Qing Yi, tell your mother truth, what is your opinion of Yin Shi?"

Sannomiya Qingyi lowered her eyes slightly, his expression a little hesitant, but, under the final balance in her heart, Sannomiya Qingyi raised her head, her eyes filled with firmness.

"Mother, my sister and I have known Brother Dongshan since I was a child. Brother Dongshan is very good, very talented and considerate. However, the feelings of Dongshan are more respected by brothers and the like, not between men and women. Like it, so for this marriage, I hope the mother can forgive the daughter's waywardness."

After listening to the truth of his daughter, Sannomiya didn't respond much, just patted the back of her hand gently and sighed slightly, seeming helplessly:

"I know……"

...

"What's wrong, I'm nervous to see my father-in-law?" Xi Ziqin handed Qin Mu a bottle of water, interrupting Qin Mu's memories.

"Yeah, it's really a bit nervous." Qin Mu took the water and said in a deep tone, "Qing Yi is not like her sister. This matter may be more painful for Qing Yi."

"Take your sister-in-law to elope, isn't that what you said?" Xi Ziqin said with a hint of vinegar.

"Huh? How do you know?" Qin Mu asked himself that he hadn't told Xiziqin.

"Of course your little aunt told me."

Xi Ziqin took the sketches and dots from Qin Mu's front to his work desk, and attached them to the dots in a cute way.

"Qin! The artwork is about to be broken by you." Qin Mu looked at his artwork with some distress.

"Broken, redraw yourself!" Xi Ziqin whispered softly, but the strength when posting the dots was much less.

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