Based on the photos taken by the “detectives”, Long Xi saw that Qiuzi’s house was a traditional earthquake-proof wooden house in Japan. It was beautiful and special.

There were two lush sakura trees in front of the house, but unfortunately, it was not the season of the blossoms yet.

The courtyard inside was a typical landscape courtyard of Japanese style. It focused on artistic conception, giving people endless images at every inch.

Long Xi closed her eyes and formed a complete story from the photos and videos the detectives had given to her.

The real situation was nearly the same as she thought. Of course, there were some discrepancies.

Mo Kun had fallen in love with Qiuzi, which had also caused his affection for this house!

He especially admired the landscaped courtyard that was full of ingenuity, introspection, subtleness, tranquility, and the beauty of indifference.

When he was alone, he liked to sit over there to meditate, view the stars, and feel the sense of harmony between human beings and nature.

Qiuzi, who had never been in the kitchen before, would now always make some delicious food for Mo Kun.

Although she was bad at cooking, Mo Kun would eat everything because he loved her and also behave with a satisfied attitude.

When Qiuzi had taken Mo Kun away from Hell, she had said that she loved Mo Kun more than Long Xi. In fact, half of the reason she loved him was his wealth.

However, the good days she had spent with Mo Kun were enough for her cold mind to open up to Mo Kun!

In other words, Qiuzi had once had quite a lot of boyfriends and even been with Chen Jian for power and wealth. However, she still loved herself the most!

This time, Mo Kun easily took up a large space in her mind and she even came up with the idea to live with a man for a lifetime!

Qiuzi liked to eat Shanrui of Kyoto, which was the soft-shelled turtle of Z Country.

She had taken Mo Kun to special Shanrui restaurants to enjoy delicious food.

One day, she asked the maids to buy a high-grade Shanrui as big as a grapefruit and told Mo Kun excitedly, “Kyoto’s high-grade Shanrui is really delicious. I will cook it for you.”

Mo Kun said with a smile, “I think I should cook it for you.”

Qiuzi asked doubtfully, “Can you cook?”

Mo Kun said, “I saw the cook at the restaurant make it once and I still remember the process.”

Qiuzi said with a smile, “You should have a try then! Anyway, it will not be worse than my dark cuisine, right?”

Mo Kun, who recalled the cook’s process, cut off the Shanrui’s head and feet to boil the soup.

Then, he dug its eggs and liver to roast them. As for the other organs, he had to clean them up.

He cut the meat into pieces, each one as small as a ping-pong ball, and added some traditional soy sauce and sake from Kyoto to braise the meat of the Shanrui.

Mo Kun had forgotten that he had studied cooking with Long Xi before, but the essence of the cooking had been immersed in his blood. This way, only if he reviewed it again, he would master everything.

Qiuzi appreciated his cooking skills and really thought that she had grabbed a big treasure from Long Xi!

After a full meal, Mo Kun and Qiuzi went back to their bedroom to make love and enjoy their wonderful time.

On the next morning, Mo Kun was awakened by a cool breeze while Qiuzi still slept in his arms.

They were so immersed in their love that they had forgotten to close the window!

Sunshine penetrated the light-yellow curtain, dying the bedroom with a dim light.

Occasionally, the breeze blew over the curtain, letting the warm sunshine get in and scatter on the light brown wooden floor. Then, it disappeared quickly.

It was already early winter, so coldness blended in with the morning breeze. The girl in his arms quivered slightly and instinctively approached the heat source.

Mo Kun put her arm under the warm quilt and held her with his arm.

Her face was buried in his chest, her warm breath exhaling on his skin, causing the temperature of that patch of skin to get higher than elsewhere.

She had recently cut her pretty short hair, which was a little messy after a whole night of intercourse. Her hair was wrapped around his fingertips, while her delicate ears were slightly red.

Mo Kun pushed her chestnut-colored short hair that stuck to her forehead away and revealed her sleeping face.

Her cheeks were still reddish, while her long eyelashes scattered a faint shadow on her face. This made Mo Kun feel a little uncomfortable.

Had he pushed too much last night?

He lowered his head and kissed her slightly open mouth, silently expressing that he was sorry for the endless intercourse during the past few days.

The soft, tender touch made him lick her lips slightly and lose control. The hand by her wrist tightened while his body under the quilt began to move…

Half an hour later, he carefully pushed Qiuzi, who was wrapped around his body like a koala, away. He took a few steps and picked up the pants he had dropped there last night.

When he looked at the clothes that littered the ground, the scene of them making love and moving from downstairs upstairs replayed in his mind. He was like a little boy who had first tasted a woman’s sweetness and hoped to conquer every part of her.

Mo Kun sighed helplessly in his mind. Why did he lose control whenever he touched Qiuzi? This was a little awful for him.

Qiuzi was a few years older than him and had more experience in making love.

She behaved like a gentle lady usually. However, in the bedroom, she would turn into the charming Bao Si and become both tender and hot.

Why was he fascinated by such a young lady? Mo Kun had not found the right answer so far.

He picked up all the clothes scattered on the floor, revealing the shallow scratches on his back.

His tight muscles were well-organized and smooth, and his body was well-proportioned, powerful but not too strong. It suited Mo Kun’s personality, which was contradicting but coordinated.

He put on tight pants and the beige high-necked sweater that Qiuzi had given him and found two shoes under the bed. One was his, while the other belonged to Qiuzi. His other shoe was under the closet.

He worried that he would wake up Qiuzi, so he placed a pair of shoes by the bed and walked out barefoot with his shoes in his hand. When he got out of the room, he closed the door lightly and put on the shoes.

What was the name of the hateful woman Qiuzi had mentioned last night? Long Xi?

According to Qiuzi’s story version, Mo Kun was an orphan who had grown up in an orphanage in Japan.

When he had been five years old, Qiuzi’s mother had often taken Qiuzi, who had been eight years old, to volunteer at the orphanage.

Mo Kun and Qiuzi had soon become good friends.

Qiuzi had asked her parents to adopt Mo Kun. They had grown up together and had deep feelings for each other.

When Mo Kun had been 20 years old, he had wanted to go back to his home country, Z Country, to have a look. Qiuzi had also hoped to visit her biological father and sister, Cheng Yimei. Then, they had come back together.

Later, Mo Kun had met a vicious girl named Long Xi somewhere!

Long Xi had grown up in a poor family without parents. Her grandmother had not known how to educate her, so she had been raised with some bad habits and had quite a lot of love affairs. She exchanged money for her body and was a really scheming person.

Handsome Mo Kun had become her target. She had pretended to be a pure, innocent girl to get close to Mo Kun and used some contemptible means to misrepresent Qiuzi as a slutty woman and separate him and Qiuzi.

After Mo Kun had broken up with Qiuzi, he had bought a big house for Long Xi and her grandma and they had lived together. He had even sent her to participate in the Fengyun Fashion Reality Show in France!

Qiuzi had been heartbroken.

The first master of the Vicious Dragon Gang, Yamamoto Longyi, had coveted Qiuzi’s beautiful appearance for a long time. However, Qiuzi loved Mo Kun deeply and had not been moved by his power and wealth.

At the time, Yamamoto Longxi had taken a chance to get into her life. By using gentle methods and force, he had gotten engaged to her.

However, she had still been reluctant and signed up for the Fengyun Fashion Reality Show. Her only purpose had been to find out Long Xi’s details in hopes of revealing her true colors. She had not expected that she would be trapped by Long Xi and forced to quit the reality show.

Later, Mo Kun had finally discovered Long Xi’s true colors and asked to break up with her. He had even called Qiuzi, hoping to make up with her again.

Qiuzi had proposed a breakup to Yamamoto Longyi, causing him to hate Mo Kun to the core.

That night, Long Xi, who had not been willing to lose everything, had fanned Mo Kun and sold him to his enemy in Japan, Yamamoto Longyi, the great master of the Vicious Dragon Gang, at a high price.

Yamamoto Longyi was a wicked person. He had tortured Mo Kun as much as possible and caused him to lose his memory due to a brain injury.

Mo Kun’s wounds had been infected with tetanus and his life had been in danger. Fortunately, Qiuzi had found Yamamoto Longyi and promised to get married to him in exchange for Mo Kun’s freedom.

Yamamoto had released Mo Kun, who had been able to survive after being taken to the hospital by Qiuzi.

Qiuzi had asked her friend Chen Jian for help to imprison Yamamoto in a secret place…

This story had caused Mo Kun to hate Long Xi badly. Qiuzi, who was skillful, had even forged Mo Kun’s license in Japan and the certificate that Qiuzi’s parents had signed to adopt Mo Kun at five years old. All this made Mo Kun believe her words deeply.

“Since you dared to hurt me and my beloved Qiuzi, I will punish that vicious Long Xi after I come back to my home country…”

Mo Kun entered the kitchen and put on the new male apron bought by Qiuzi to make Matsutake Miso soup, which Qiuzi liked the most. Qiuzi liked to have Miso soup for breakfast, especially with Matsutake.

While he was slicing the matsutake, an old maid named Jinzi came in with a small basket.

Mo Kun had a talent for learning languages. Although his chip had run out of energy, his talent in languages had not disappeared. He had mastered Japanese, so he said, “Good morning, Aunt Jin. Did you find a feral cat again?”

Aunt Jin took a bow, as was the Japanese habit, and said in a smooth tone, “Good morning, sir! Yes, I have found another Scottish cat. It’s so poor!”

Mo Kun asked, “What is a Scottish cat?” When he put down the knife and walked towards her, he saw a small brown cat screaming like a small kitten. It looked awake, and its ears were folded.

Aunt Jin said, “A Scottish cat is a kind of cat with natural genetic defects. Some of them have one folded ear, while some don’t have folded ears. However, this cat has two folded ears, which means that it has carried 100% of the defective gene. There is no method to cure it.”