In Tokyo, My Mother-in-Law Secretly Listens to My Thoughts

One-way inner-voice stream + mind-painting stream + Japanese entertainment industry + multiple heroines + tight logic + restrained true love + genuinely wholesome story...

Matsushima Hitomi knelt down, her eyes carrying the subtle concern unique to elders. “Nanako came by just now, didn’t she? That girl is stubborn, and she can be a little blunt.”

She looked at Lu Chen, her voice as soft as the breeze.

“Chen-kun, this room really is cramped, and asking a young man to endure loneliness is rather harsh.

But if you truly want to become husband and wife with Nanako, please try to win her over with sincerity instead of resorting to those... extreme, troubling methods.

For the sake of this family, could you please be a little more patient?”

Lu Chen looked at the gentle, elegant woman before him, who was trying to mend the cracks in her family even in the direst of circumstances.

Every graceful dip of her head perfectly matched all the fantasies he had harbored in his previous life about Matsushima Nanako at the peak of her career.

She suited him even better than the young, inexperienced Nanako of today.

“I understand, Auntie. I’ll reflect on what I’ve done,” Lu Chen said, lowering his head in apparent sincerity.

But in his heart, he was thinking something else.

[A woman like Matsushima Hitomi is the one I love most.]

A clear voice suddenly rang in Matsushima Hitomi’s ears.

Her gentle smile froze instantly.

She lifted her head in shock, her normally calm, cool eyes fixed on Lu Chen’s lips.

Lu Chen gave her a puzzled look.

“Chen-kun... what did you just say?”