Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 760 Wang Yuehua's Conditions
At 2:30 p.m., Jun Matsue sat in the corner of his classroom, looking at the message he had just received on his phone.

The message was sent by Natsumi Imokawa, along with a picture of her eye-catching Little Red Riding Hood outfit.

"The pine branch photos are pretty good~ but they were walking too fast. I was hoping you could take a few more for me."

Jun Matsue stared at the screen for a second, then looked up.

Tomatsu Yuka and her friends went out, while Mochizuki Haruka stood not far away playing the violin. The girl had her usual downcast gaze, her black hair cascading down her back, her swan-like neck gracefully resting against the violin, making her appear noble, aloof, and beautiful.

The boy lowered his head and calmly replied to the message sent by Imokawa.

"If you want to take a picture, you can ask Yumi, just remember not to let anyone else see it."

"It's not appropriate."

Imokawa Natsumi replied quickly, "Is it appropriate to show it to Matsue?"

"..." Jun Matsue did not reply to the message, but shook his head helplessly.

He never expected that he would be called over to watch cosplay...

The boy never found out what Kurusu said to Imagawa—after commenting on the girl's clothes and being dragged by her to take a photo, Matsueda Jun hurriedly said goodbye.

He feared that if he stayed there, Imokawa's offensive would become even more intense.

The phone, its screen off, rested on a soft velvet tablecloth, and delicate, melodious violin music flowed quietly from the screen.

A few minutes later, the melody changed, and coincidentally, the dark glass surface lit up.

Jun Matsueda picked up his phone again.

It was a message from my aunt.

"I'll be at the school gate right away, come and pick me up."

These few simple words did not make the boy nervous again; instead, he sighed with relief.

Finally here.

He stood up, took a few steps closer to the girl playing the violin, and waved his phone.

"..." Mochizuki Haruka's eyelashes trembled.

She glanced at the boy, nodded slightly with her chin resting on the violin, and continued to draw the bow with graceful movements.

Matsueda Jun was stunned—did this mean he was to go pick up his aunt alone?

He typed his question on the screen, then shook his phone, and this time he received a gentle nod in response.

Alright, the boy patted his jacket, tidied his clothes, and walked out of the classroom alone, replying to his aunt's message along the way.

"Come here."

Two minutes later, Jun Matsue arrived at the bustling school gate. He had just stopped by the roadside when the shadow of a black sedan emerged from the distant intersection.

The car quickly approached and stopped in front of the boy—his figure was reflected in the clean car window, and then it silently and slowly descended, revealing the profile of the woman in the back seat.

Looking ahead, Wang Yuehua's brows and eyes showed obvious signs of weariness—she must have just finished her afternoon nap.

She blinked lazily before turning her head to look at the boy standing next to the car.

"It came pretty quickly."

"Because it's to pick up my aunt," Jun Matsue said with a hearty smile. "I definitely came as soon as I got the news."

The woman gave a soft hum, her expression exactly like her niece's.

"At least you know what's good for you."

The boy opened the car door, and his aunt stared at him for a while before extending her left hand.

Jun Matsue was somewhat puzzled.

"As a junior, don't you know you should help your elders out of the car?" the woman said unhappily.

"..." So this is the start of making things difficult? The boy extended his right arm.

Wang Yuehua nodded in satisfaction, then, with the help of a sturdy arm, lifted her leg and got out of the car.

The car quickly drove away, and the woman hung her handbag on the boy's hand, then lowered her head and gently patted the hem of her skirt.

"Pine branches lead the way."

Jun Matsue turned his head and glanced at her.

My aunt isn't wearing her work suit today—

She wore a thin, burgundy sweater with sparkly buttons on the cuffs. She paired it with a high-waisted black skirt, the waistband falling just below her bust, accentuating her beautiful figure.

The hem of the skirt just reached her knees. My aunt, who had just woken up, must have been a little cold, so she added a thin pair of stockings to her legs, revealing her flesh color.

With the clatter of her high-heeled ankle boots, Wang Yuehua followed the boy into the school gate, looking at the bustling crowd on the main road and the hand-painted posters of each class hanging on both sides.

"It's quite lively."

"After all, the whole school has been preparing diligently," Matsueda Jun smiled. "Welcome, Auntie, to inspect!"

The woman frowned and glared at him.

"I'm not here to inspect Yuqiu High School, I'm here to inspect you!"

"..." The boy's smile froze, and he turned to look at the teaching building not far away.

"Shall we go find Mochizuki first?"

"Did I say I was going to find Xiaoyao?" Aunt's tone was somewhat willful.

"...Then, shall we go and visit the principal?"

"No need!" She waved her right hand domineeringly in the air.

"Just take me around the cultural festival obediently."

Honest and obedient Jun Matsuoka led his aunt into the school building—from the first floor to the second floor, as soon as the two of them entered a classroom, a large vacuum would immediately be created inside.

Most students at Haneoka High School recognize Mochizuki Kaori, since her donation statue is displayed on campus. Even if tourists and parents don't recognize her, they can tell from the reactions of others and the woman's demeanor that she must be someone of high status.

So when we went up to the third floor, my aunt, who was holding candied apples, was a little dissatisfied.

"Should I wear a hat to cover my face?"

"Why?" Jun Matsue turned around and stretched out his arm to separate her from the crowd coming down the stairs.

"Otherwise, I don't think I could tell how much of a flirt you are," Wang Yuehua said irritably.

"Besides the girl at the fortune-telling shop entrance, I haven't seen anyone else greet you."

"And wasn't that your sister who greeted you?"

The boy nodded. "Aya really admires her aunt. After she saw you once at the orphanage, she thought that the most amazing woman in Japan must be someone like you."

Actually, Natsumi Imokawa was standing next to Aya-chan just now, but she greeted her by raising her camera, so the woman didn't seem to realize their relationship.

"Don't try to flatter me indirectly." Wang Yuehua snorted again, and stuffed the apple candy into the hand of the person next to her.

"I don't want to eat anymore, Songzhi will eat it for me!"

"..." Jun Matsue looked at the half-eaten apple candy in his hand.

The woman raised an eyebrow. "What, you're not even willing to do this?"

The boy took a bite along the edge, saying, "I just had lunch, so I don't have much of an appetite."

The crisp, hard sugar coating encases the apple's sweetness, along with a subtle, delightful aroma...

He looked up and glanced at his side—his aunt had smeared her lipstick on herself.

"Actually, even if my aunt isn't here, not many girls would greet me."

The boy defended himself, walking ahead and pushing through the crowd for the woman.

"why?"

"Because of Xiaoyao, other girls don't dare to mess with me."

"So this is what you call Xiaoyao?"

Even without turning around, Jun Matsue knew that his aunt had glared at him from behind, and he smiled.

The girls didn't dare to mess with him, partly because Tomatsu was his official girlfriend—but there was no need to say that in front of his aunt.

As Wang Yuehua walked past the classroom on the third floor, she took her phone out of the boy's bag and glanced at the time.

“I haven’t seen Haruka along the way. What is she doing?” Jun Matsue thought for a moment. “She should still be playing the violin in our class. She has an accompaniment job.”

"Then why don't you go watch Xiaoyao play!" The woman raised her eyebrows. "Do you know how rare it is that she's willing to play the violin?"

"..."

Has she started acting unreasonably? The boy felt a little tired.

Fortunately, they soon reached the end of the third floor and the two went up the stairs again.

Auntie, wearing high-heeled ankle boots, looked a little tired. She reached out her hand again, which was promptly taken and held by Jun Matsue.

Wang Yuehua looked at the stairs in front of her, feeling the boy's steady and strong arms.

Having a good-tempered man is really nice, she thought.

The woman quickly gritted her teeth and forcefully pinched the arm beside her.

The only downside is that this guy is an absolute womanizer!

Matsueda Jun paused in his steps as he went upstairs—his aunt's grip was much stronger than Mochizuki's, and it really hurt.

However, for the sake of his own happiness, he could only choose to endure it as if nothing was wrong.

Upon entering the fourth floor, the two quickly arrived at the door of Class 6, Grade 3. Wang Yuehua looked out from the outside.

Mochizuki Haruka was in the classroom. Her accompaniment time had ended, and she was currently surrounded by sexy girls, sipping coffee with a smug look on her face.

Looking at her niece's delicate face, the woman's expression quickly softened.

The girl in the crowd noticed the gazes directed at her, looked up and waved to the two people outside the classroom, who smiled and responded in unison.

However, Auntie still didn't come in. Her gaze moved and soon found another girl with an equally outstanding temperament by the bar.

"Is she Tomatsu Tomoka?"

The woman's voice lacked warmth, and Jun Matsue, standing to the side, remained silent.

"She is indeed very beautiful." She snorted coldly, still bearing a striking resemblance to her niece.

"Let's go." Wang Yuehua turned and walked forward. "It's time to talk about serious matters."

Matsueda Jun followed in her footsteps, and the aunt finally pushed open a door to the activity building—this was Mochizuki Haruka's private screening room.

The woman walked to the sofa in the center of the room. The man turned on the light, and then moved a chair from the corner and sat down in front of her.

Fortunately, there wasn't much dust on the chair—Matsueda Jun still had the mind to think about such trivial matters.

Looking at the boy sitting upright in front of her, Wang Yuehua crossed her legs and hugged her chest with her arms.

The woman's high-waisted skirt and stockings made her pose somewhat alluring, but her expressionless face prevented any romantic thoughts from arising.

"Has Songzhi thought it through?"

Her pupils were icy cold, like the dark spaces around them where the light couldn't reach.

Jun Matsueda nodded. "...I'm sorry."

"I gave you so many chances, and all you gave me in the end was an apology?"

His aunt's words were laced with anger, and the boy calmly lowered his head.

"I am very grateful for the opportunity you gave me, but now I can't find any reason to regret it."

The woman's chest, encased in a burgundy sweater, heaved rapidly. She took a deep breath, spread her legs, and shifted her position.

"Does Xiaoyao's decision to back down make you even more emboldened?"

Jun Matsueda shook his head. "I don't have that thought. It only makes me realize how kind and gentle she is to me."

Wang Yuehua sneered, "So you repay her with a philandering ways?"

The cold room fell silent—a fact the boy could not and would not deny.

"Matsueda Jun, remember this." The aunt's voice was less inflective.

"If it weren't for the fact that you were taking care of and guiding Xiaoyao while I was unconscious..."

"If it weren't for the earthquake in Hokkaido, you would have rushed to her side without hesitation."

"I could never sit in front of you like this and talk to you about Xiaoyao's life-long happiness."

Jun Matsue nodded.

"Also, I never agreed to your shameless idea from the beginning. I only tolerated you continuing to be with her because I didn't want to hurt Xiaoyao."

“…Thank you, Auntie.” He looked directly into the woman’s eyes.

"I will make amends for the mistakes I have made over the rest of my life."

Wang Yuehua clenched her right hand, which was wrapped around her chest, tightly around her arm.

"If Xiaoyao ever sheds a tear in front of me again, I'll lock you in the basement and beat you ten times."

The boy nodded emphatically.

"Don't think that's all." The woman leaned forward, her gaze carrying a clearly visible cold and authoritative air.

"I used to have great faith in your loyalty and love for Xiaoyao, but now I really can't put my mind at ease based on your verbal promises alone."

When are you going to change your surname?

Changing his surname, which meant marrying into the Mochizuki family, finally made Jun Matsue's face tense.

He slowly began, “I can’t change my surname; it’s the only thing my parents left me.”

Actually, the boy didn't care that much about his surname or given name—just like how Mochizuki didn't allow him to sign his name on Kurusu's songs, he also didn't allow himself to change his surname.

Once he changes his surname, he will nominally become a member of the Mochizuki family, which will make it impossible for him to explain to the other girls.

“…” Wang Yuehua chuckled again, “You really are clever.”

She was well aware of the real reason why Jun Matsuoka didn't want to change his surname, but the boy clearly didn't want to anger her, so he used the excuse that he couldn't bear to part with his parents' surname.

“If you don’t want to marry into the family, that’s fine too,” the woman said calmly, having already anticipated that Songzhi would not budge.

"Then you will have to join the Wangyue Group and work for the Wangyue family from now on."

"Xiaoyao doesn't have outstanding talent in this area, nor is she very interested in it."

"As your partner, and since you're willing to spend the rest of your life making amends for your mistakes, is it alright for you to take charge of the Mochizuki family from now on?"

Marrying into the family is nominal, but taking over is real. Since Matsuoka Jun is unwilling to change his name, he must take on the real role.

The boy was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay."

My aunt nodded gracefully. "Just in case you have any objections, let me make this clear first—"

“Our family is different from the Yamami family. The Yamami family wants to control your future, but I have no interest in that.”

“You made a mistake first. If you’re not even willing to take responsibility for this, then I really will doubt your determination to spend the rest of your life with Xiaoyao.”

"Since you've chosen to be with Xiaoyao, unless she gets tired of you herself, I won't give you the slightest chance to start something and then abandon you."

"I did it willingly."

"You said that yourself?" the woman asked cautiously. "Don't say bad things about me to Xiaoyao later."

Jun Matsue nodded.

"Once you've finished your university studies, I'll have to arrange an internship for you at Wangyue Group, okay?"

"no problem."

"..." Wang Yuehua lowered her crossed legs.

As if the negotiations were over, she comfortably raised her arm and stretched.

"I'm not going to tell you anything more right now. I get annoyed just looking at your face."

"Go back and find Xiaoyao yourself. I'm leaving now."

Seeing the woman stand up, Jun Matsue blinked in surprise.

"Auntie, aren't you going to talk to Xiaoyao?"

His aunt turned around and glared at him with a mixture of anger and jealousy.

"Xiaoyao has something else to tell you!"

(End of this chapter)