"It would actually make this old woman very happy if I can see you and the Young Master get married before this life's over."
Yayoi's wistful words made Gin frown. "Married? I didn't say anything about marriage."
The old woman frowned then. "Then is your intention towards Miss Emi so lecherous you just want her body?"
"Of course not," Gin place a hand over his chest. "I'm not a lecher, alright?"
"Says the one who was flirting openly on national television," Yayoi countered blandly.
"I was not flirting okay? That was business socializing," he defended before leaning forward to ask softly. "Did Emi see it?"
At his worried tone, the Head Housekeeper almost smiled but didn't. "She did."
Urgh…
Gin palmed his face. He couldn't remember well everything he did, but he knew he got kissed on the cheeks a lot by foreign investors' daughters. "And you totally want me to pursue her?" he deadpanned.
