Didn’t you say you were just using me as a substitute?

In fact, I should have started writing this novel in March, but due to various things, I didn't start writing until May.

Speaking of the inspiration for this novel, it was actually because I particularly liked listening to the "Liu Ruyan" series for a period of time, and then I happened to see the "Rent-a-Girlfriend" anime, and after some patchwork, this novel came into being.

As for the Tomato novel that's always mentioned in the comments, I didn't write it, and I haven't read it either. I'll check it out when I have time. (The author knows he's not as good as others, so stop raving about it.)

Regarding the plot, I will read and listen to everyone's suggestions. The author is very obedient.

As for swiping tickets, I really didn’t do anything because I was poor (with a clear conscience).

The requirements for listing are not high. A first order of 1500 or even 1000 is also acceptable.

Should the update be in the evening or early morning? If you don’t wait until 10 pm, then go to bed early and don’t stay up late, it’s not good for your health.

Finally, I would like to thank Weiti Ma Holy Grail for the reward of Xianyu Tuci.

69. Is the fight about to start? (First update)

Solid color chassis, Arabic numerals, willow leaf hands, black crocodile leather strap, butterfly clasp, the watch in the box is exactly the IWC Portuguese watch.

When it comes to luxury watches, most people think of brands like Patek Philippe, Vacheron Constantin, and Rolex, but IWC is also a luxury product.

"Sister, what is this?"

Only Kitahara Takashi himself knew how difficult it was for him to take his eyes off Portuguese plans.

He really likes this watch, but he is not sure whether it is for himself or as a gift for someone else.

"Like it?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka tilted her head and looked at him.

"Here, for me?"

Kitahara Takashi still pointed at himself in disbelief.

"if not?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka chuckled, then her whole body became depressed at a speed visible to the naked eye: "Besides Zun, I don't have any other opposite sex to give gifts to, hehehe..."

'Pitiful.'

Kitahara Takashi looked at Hiratsuka Shizuka with sympathy.

To be honest, Shizuka Hiratsuka has quite outstanding appearance.

Her long hair is as flowing as ever, and her snow-white and delicate skin is as bright as porcelain and as delicate as a touch.

Her lips are full and rosy, and the slightly upturned corners of her mouth always reveal a hint of confidence and composure. Her jawline is clearly defined, highlighting a cool and elegant beauty.

The two Mount Fujis form a sharp contrast with her slender and curvy waist.

She is so big, but her waist is so thin.

A pair of long and beautiful legs, even if usually covered by tight pants, you can still see their length and beauty.

After changing into high-shine black stockings today, her legs look smoother and more symmetrical. It is not an exaggeration to describe them as having the golden ratio. She can definitely be a leg model.

Unlike the little girls that Kitahara Takashi usually interacts with, Hiratsuka Shizuka is like a ripe peach, exuding a mature aura from the inside out.

She is the cool and aloof older sister that any teenage boy would fall in love with.

The premise is not to speak.

Open your mouth and talk about the granary of Northeast China, and shut up and talk about the water town of Jiangnan.

do not know why.

The more good-looking a person is, the more likely they are to have a bad voice.

People with nicer voices are more likely to be less good-looking.

On the other hand, many fat people have nice voices.

Of course, if you are not good-looking and have a bad voice, it can only be said that God has closed a door for you and welded your window shut as well.

Shizuka Hiratsuka is beautiful, and there are men who approach her on a regular basis.

They just flirted with her, mostly because they wanted her body.

Even if they came with the intention of falling in love at first, most of them left her after seeing her true side.

God gave her the skin of a Rolls-Royce, but equipped her with the engine of a tractor.

"It's okay, sister, you still have money!" Seeing Hiratsuka Shizuka looking so pitiful, Kitahara Takashi couldn't help but want to say something to encourage her.

Although Shizuka Hiratsuka doesn't have a man who truly loves her, she has money.

The bitterest thing Shizuka Hiratsuka has ever experienced is probably the bitterness of love.

Unlike him, from study to love to life, all kinds of suffering are stuffed into his mouth, making him live just to suffer.

"What's the use of having money? Without a man, what's the meaning of life?" Shizuka Hiratsuka leaned her entire upper body on the steering wheel, showing a bit of grievance.

Hiratsuka Shizuka's answer left Kitahara Takashi silent.

Is it meaningless (◢д◣)?

Kitahara Takashi couldn't imagine how happy he could be if he was the same age as Hiratsuka Shizuka, wore a Vacheron Constantin on his wrist, and drove a sports car worth eight or nine million to get off work every day.

"Sister, where are we going tonight?"

Kitahara Takashi didn't want to continue this Versailles topic.

If this continues, he will die from eating citric acid.

Hiratsuka Shizuka said a little embarrassedly: "I have a party tonight, and I'm sorry to bother you to accompany me."

Shizuka Hiratsuka feels embarrassed that she always uses Kitahara Takashi as a shield.

But apart from Kitahara Takashi, she really couldn't find anyone to play her boyfriend.

It’s not that she hasn’t thought about hiring someone to play the role, but those men are just too ugly.

It cannot be said that all of them are ugly, there are handsome guys too.

But before, she was accompanied by the Tokyo handsome guy Takashi Kitahara, who was very charming.

Her eyes were enchanted by him.

Look at other people, they are not satisfied with anything.

Kitahara Takashi still smiled: "What game?"

This was not the first time he had accompanied Shizuka Hiratsuka to a dinner party.

Whenever she attends a gathering with close friends, a classmate reunion, or even a high school classmate's wedding, Shizuka Hiratsuka always takes Takashi Kitahara for a stroll.

She would go even if no one invited her.

Not for anything else, just to vent.

It's because of those little bitches who always laughed at her for not having a man.

Shizuka Hiratsuka vowed to return all the humiliation she had ever suffered.

"It's just an ordinary high school reunion, that's it..." Shizuka Hiratsuka suddenly fell silent halfway through her words.

After a full minute, Hiratsuka Shizuka spoke again: "My ex-boyfriend will go."

Kitahara Takashi looked odd. "Is he the awful guy who wanted to move into your house after just a few days of dating you, pretended to marry you, secretly went out with your mortal enemy, and even took away your furniture after we broke up?"

"Yes, that's him."

Shizuka Hiratsuka nodded continuously, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

"A high-end game."

Professional stand-in vs. pretty boy scumbag, Kitahara Takashi gets excited just thinking about it.

When he was a stand-in for someone else, Kitahara Takashi had thought that this day might come.

In order to avoid losing an argument and bringing shame to his sponsor, Beiyuan Zun even went to Tieba, Weibo and the three holy places of Zuan for further study.

As a man who is alive from the three holy places, he is now terrifyingly strong.

If he wasn't afraid of failing the review, he could even do it - with people as the center, family members as the radius, and nine clans as the area, speaking at an extremely fast speed without repeating himself.

"He, he might target you."

After calming down, Shizuka Hiratsuka whispered.

"If you don't want to go, then we won't go."

She also accepted this party at the last minute and it was not in her original plan.

"against?"

Kitahara Takashi even felt like laughing after hearing this.

If he dared to target him, Kitahara Takashi would make him understand what it meant to: point with a little hand, and the rap begins; open the little mouth, and the birds chirp and the flowers bloom.

Kitahara Takashi held Hiratsuka Shizuka's hands with both hands, and said seriously: "Sister, don't worry, I'm here."

Of all his targets, Shizuka Hiratsuka was the best for him.

I give him something every time we meet.

Either clothes or watches.

Whenever she took him out to eat, she always paid the bill.

The most important thing is that he gets along very well with Shizuka Hiratsuka.

Shizuka Hiratsuka is different from those little girls. She is an adult and may be a little immature sometimes, but she is emotionally stable. She is not as pretentious as little girls and she won't throw tantrums at you for no reason.

If she wasn't so much older than him, he really wanted to do it himself.

"Thank you, Zun."

Shizuka Hiratsuka was so moved that she hugged Kitahara Takashi.

This child is still so kind.

Always think about her.

If he wasn't so young, Hiratsuka Shizuka really wanted to take him back to meet his parents.

70. What Can You Do to Defeat Me? (Part )

At 7:30 in the evening, in a private room of the Royal Okura Hotel.

A group of people were either kneeling or sitting cross-legged in front of a low table filled with delicious food, chatting animatedly.

"I heard that Xiaojing has been dating someone recently, and it seems that he is a college student?" The handsome uncle sitting in the main seat, with permed and dyed wavy hair, regular features, and a sexy stubble, suddenly talked about Shizuka Hiratsuka.

"Yes! Kentaro, you don't know how handsome Xiaojing's boyfriend is." A woman in the crowd, with her hair tied up, wearing a simple and fitting light blue dress and a wedding ring on her ring finger, said.

"I thought Xiaojing would be lonely her whole life, but I didn't expect her to quietly find such a handsome boyfriend."

"That damn girl is so lucky."

"I can't even imagine how happy Xiao Jing must be, hugging that little boy every day and sleeping with her face buried in his pecs."

.....

The woman's words were echoed by the other women in the private room.

"Tsk, he's just a pretty boy with a nice face. Now he doesn't even have a job and still needs Xiaojing to support him." The man dressed like a workplace elite said unhappily.

After these words were spoken, there was silence in the room for a moment.

Everyone almost subconsciously looked in the direction of Kentaro Umeno.

Speaking of gigolos, the man sitting in the main seat in front of you is the real gigolo.

"Sorry, Kentaro, I wasn't talking about you." The professional man seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing and quickly apologized.

Although he looked down on Kentaro Umeno from the bottom of his heart, they were all adults and had no grudges against each other. Even if he felt disdainful in his heart, he would not say it to his face.

"We've known each other for so long, I know you're not talking about me."