who's the prince

Chapter 74

I know it!How careless!Tezuka finished his coffee with a blank expression, put down his money, picked up his tennis bag and left the coffee shop.

In fact, Tezuka doesn't like drinking coffee, but he hates waste more than he doesn't like it.

At noon, I was dragged to play bowling by Buer. On the way back, I stopped by to buy deodorant spray and fishing bait. By the time I got home, the sun was almost setting.

"I'm back!" As soon as he entered the porch, he smelled the aroma of food. Although he was a little puzzled as to why he ate so early today, it was hard to see any changes in his usual facial paralysis.

"Xiaoguang, you came back just in time. Go to the chess room and ask your grandfather to come out for dinner?" Tezuka Cailai came out of the kitchen with dishes.

"Okay!" It turned out that it was a guest at home, Tezuka came to the chess room and knocked on the door lightly, "Grandpa, you can come out for dinner." Because he didn't know who came, he didn't go in.

"Understood!" After a while, the door of the chess room was opened, and Tezuka Kuni walked out expressionlessly. Behind him, a teenager was rubbing his eyes and yawning. Flying in the air with his movements.

How could it be him?The pupils contracted slightly unconsciously, and Tezuka's paralyzed face played a role again.

Sensing his gaze, the boy blinked and smiled at him, "You are Xiao Guang, right? Hello, I'm Yue Chengyin, nice to meet you."

While eating, he learned from his mother that he helped the mother whose purse was robbed to catch the robber. Looking at the satisfied boy eating, a corner of his heart seemed to be slowly melting.

East window incident

"I'm back!" When Yue Chengyin stepped into the house, she saw Daddy and uncle sitting on the sofa at a glance. What's even more strange is that her father and Mr. Sakaki, who have always been busy, were also present, and everyone's expressions They are all not very good-looking, especially his father, his face is unprecedentedly severe and heavy.

"Xiaoyin..." Yuecheng Yazhi looked at Yuechengyin who was standing in the entrance, hesitating to speak, with a look of worry in his eyes.

"Come here!" Tsukishiro Takahiko looked at Yuechengyin coldly with his sharp gaze like a sharp arrow breaking through the wind, his tone of voice was mixed with imperceptible gloom and coldness.

what happened?Could it be that his skipping class was known?Or... His wandering eyes suddenly fell on a few photos scattered on the coffee table, could it be...

With a fixed gaze, Yue Chengyin, who sensed the seriousness of the situation, couldn't help but changed her shoes and walked over tremblingly.

"Father, Daddy..." The matter was indeed discovered!When her eyes caught sight of the familiar pictures and characters in the photo, Yue Chengyin subconsciously approached Shuiyue Wuyou, then lowered her head and spoke uneasily.

"Where did you go today!" Tsukishiro Takahiko took out a lighter and cigarettes from his pocket, and looked straight at him with sharp eyes.

"I accidentally fell asleep on the bus this morning, so I sat in the wrong place. Later, I met Ice Tei's Shinobu, so I followed him to Ice Tei. I just separated from the people from the Ice Tei Tennis Club..." Yue Cheng Yin obediently stood at attention, without trying to argue or conceal the key points, and honestly explained.

Watching his father turn on the lighter and light the cigarette with no expression on his face, he could clearly understand the anger deep in his father's heart in the diffused smoke. Smoking, you must know that he never let him and daddy smoke second-hand smoke.

Sakaki, who had been watching the painting on the wall, frowned imperceptibly when he heard Shinobu's name.

"Then what's going on with this photo? If your daddy hadn't brought you lunch on a whim, and then happened to overhear your classmates discussing you, would you still plan to hide this from us?" What happened!" At the end of the talk, Takahiko Tsukishiro's gaze was as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and the coldness seeped into him.

Shuiyue Wuyou's expression was also ugly. He never thought that such a big thing happened to Xiaoyin not long after he returned to Japan. What made him feel even more distressed was that the child was still hiding it from them. When he thought of him alone He could not help but feel sad when he silently accepted other people's strange eyes at school, and what made him shudder even more was the man behind the scenes who put Xiaoyin in such a situation. What is the purpose of the other party doing this?For some reason, he always had an unspeakable bad feeling in his heart.

"I'm sorry, Father, because I didn't want you and Daddy to worry, so I didn't tell you..." Yue Chengyin cautiously raised her head to look at the angry Yue Cheng Takahiko, and said nah.

Originally, this incident alarmed the upper echelons of Qingxue on the same day, and Xiaoyin was also asked by the head teacher to meet the parents, but because he didn't want to worry his family members, of course he didn't reject his own selfishness, because he knew that if this matter was taken by his father I know, then he will definitely not let him stay in Japan. In short, I don't know what method Xing Yunduan used to suppress this matter very quickly, so the school did not pursue it any further, but although the photos were taken It was ordered to be burned, but rumors had already arisen, but because he never cared about other people's gazes and opinions, and was not familiar with the people in his class, he didn't feel much about other people's pointing and gossip, let alone his There are players from the tennis club protecting him, so seriously, he didn't suffer any substantial damage.

"What are you talking about, kid? Don't we worry if we don't know about it?" Thinking of Xiaoyin happening under his nose, Yuecheng Yazhi was almost entangled. Distressed and angry.

"I'm sorry, Uncle!" Yue Chengyin lowered her head repentantly, with an innocent look that I already knew I was wrong and regretted it very much.

"In short, after attending Hideo's birthday party at Zichengyuan tomorrow night, follow us back to the United States. You don't have to go to Qingxue. I will send someone to help you with the suspension procedures tomorrow." After all, they shouldn't have been temporarily Soft-hearted and let Xiaoyin go back to Japan, since all of this was a mistake, then it is time to correct it.

Takahiko Tsukishiro pinched off the cigarette butt, and directly conveyed his decision with an attitude that could not be refused.

"...I see..." Yue Chengyin raised his head quickly, but the words that he wanted to refuse at first disappeared under Yue Cheng Gaoyan's gloomy gaze.

He knew it would be like this!Unlike his uncle, his father was not a soft persimmon. He decided that his affairs would never be changed, curled his lips helplessly, and sighed in his heart in despondency.

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"It's not good! It's not good..." Horio rushed into the tennis court rashly with a loud voice, and the players who were practicing in the morning were startled except for the main selection.

"Horio, what happened? Didn't you go to the toilet?" Kato Katsuro, who was picking up the ball, looked up at Horio suspiciously.

"I just happened to hear Coach Ryuzaki talking on the phone when I passed the office after going to the toilet..."

"Horio, did you eavesdrop on coach Ryuzaki's phone call?" Hirano interrupted him in surprise.

"I didn't eavesdrop on purpose, I overheard it by accident!" Horio first shrugged his head guiltyly, and then emphasized, "And luckily I listened, otherwise I wouldn't have known that Yuecheng was going to drop out of school." ..."

"What did you say?! Tsukishiro is going to suspend school?" Kato Katsuro and Hirano shouted in unison, their mouths opened wide in surprise.

Long Ma, who just walked to the side and wanted to drink water, tightened his grip on the beat, he lowered the brim of his hat to hide the complicated thoughts in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed into a straight line.

"Nani! Xiao Yin is going to drop out of school? Why is that? Buer?" Kikumaru first jumped up in surprise, and then looked to her side in frustration, with a somewhat solemn look on her face.

"It seems that Yuecheng asked for leave yesterday and didn't come to school. Could it be that something happened at home? Or he is not feeling well, but it doesn't have to be so serious to suspend school!" Taocheng scratched his head a little unimaginably.

"I heard that Yuecheng asked for personal leave yesterday! Could it be that something serious happened to their family? Then, should we call him and ask him to see if there is anything we can do to help..." the rambling Dashiyi Said with a worried face.

"What are you guys doing here without training?" Ryuzaki and Tezuka appeared at the gate of the tennis court, and she looked at the tennis team members surrounded by puzzlement.

"Noi! Noi! Coach, Horio said that Oon is going to suspend school? Is this true?" Kikumaru jumped to Ryuzaki's side in a flash, waiting for her denial with anticipation in his eyes.

"It's true, his father will come over to help him with the relevant procedures later." Although he couldn't bear to see everyone's disappointed eyes, Ryuzaki still nodded affirmatively.

The ice blue eyes flickered slightly, and Buer lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Tezuka, who had just learned the news from Ryuzaki's mouth, pushed his glasses, and his palms in his pockets had already clenched into fists.

He looked at Buer with a blank face, and said indifferently to the people in the field, "Club time ignores the rules of the club and gathers people to make noise. Everyone runs 50 laps around the playground!"

ah!Everyone wailed when they heard the words, and ran out of the tennis court in a hurry under Tezuka's cold eyes, no longer caring about other things.

At the same time, Xing Yunduan, who received the warning call, rubbed his forehead helplessly, and was even more deeply moved when his eyes fell on the magazine on the table.