"If Asano Hirofumi died in an accident, Suzuki Junko would surely harbor resentment against me," Xiu Xin thought.
But if she were led to suspect that her father had arranged the car accident, that would be a different story.
Aoyama Xiu Xin wanted to see the drama unfold as father and daughter turned against each other.
Once Suzuki Junko had no one left to rely on, he could make his entrance and easily manipulate her. Then, by appearing to work hard to repair her relationship with Suzuki Daohiro, he could gain both Suzuki Daohiro's friendship and gratitude.
Taking both father and daughter in one fell swoop—how satisfying.
"Brother Xiu Xin, your smile is so cunning," Neitian Youji teased as she traced his palm with her finger, looking up at him.
Aoyama Xiu Xin, with a lollipop in his mouth, mumbled hazily, "This is what's called a sagacious smile."
"Where are we going now? Do you want to come to my place?" Neitian Youji batted her eyelashes.