I'm the heroine of a love game in a comic book

Xuejian felt it was incredible. She didn't make any move, but the target came to her?

"Do you have any questions for me?" To be conservative, she did not show much enthusiasm.

"Yes, I have something to consult with a barrister. Why don't you give me the contact information?"

After saying the first sentence, Zenin Naoya regained his superior attitude and raised his chin, as if to say, it is an honor for you to be approached by this young master.

In order to stop the system from nagging in her ear, Xuejian gave him a formal smile and handed him the business card.

Zenin Naoya took it with one hand, "Tsukishiro Yukie? I'll go to Tokyo to find you when I have time."

After saying that, he got into the luxury car parked at the door and drove away.

I forgot, this person lives in Kyoto. So what made him come all the way to the affiliated family in Tokyo? It seems that he and Mr. Daito have no time to discuss matters.

Xuejian tilted her head in confusion.

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Xuejian originally thought that Zenin Naoya was just talking casually and didn't take it seriously. She quickly returned to her work as a corporate slave.

Today she went to court, and the inheritance dispute that had tormented her for more than half a month finally came to an end. After declining the client's invitation to dinner, Xuejian threw herself hard on the bed when she got home.

So soft and comfortable, I want to lie in bed and never get up.

She sat at the head of the bed holding her Cinnamon Dog doll, admiring the city.

The lights were on, and the bustling night scene of Tokyo was in full view. Students who had just finished school were playing and playing on the street, and from time to time they would catch a glimpse of the tall buildings. A boy suddenly pointed at the tower where Xuejian lived, and excitedly said something to his classmates, probably something like "I must live here when I grow up." He didn't know that even if he lived in a tall tower, the sound of car horns could be vaguely heard, and people living in high-rise buildings were not as noble and impressive as he imagined.

[Lawyer] When I was in school, like these kids, I yearned for the decent and elegant life of urban white-collar workers and fantasized that one day I would live in a tall tower.

Once you really become one of them, you will find that life is not that easy.

But the [lawyer] still likes to watch the night view, and is willing to pay a high rent for it. Xuejian thought that maybe it is by doing this that he feels that he has a place in this city. Just like Ono Litchi has to eat oden every day, overlooking the city night view is the motivation for the original resident [lawyer] to work hard every day.

Speaking of which, what was your motivation for insisting on having surgery and actively seeking treatment?

She has no dreams, no pursuits. Is she really living on the human instinct for survival?

Or, she believed that if she survived, she would eventually meet someone who truly loved her and live happily with him. Relying on this little hope, she survived the pain.

Thinking of this, Xuejian smiled self-deprecatingly. Now she can have it in the game. Although her identity is fake, her efforts to pursue others and want to gain their love are real, and she hopes that the other party can also love her sincerely.

Ding dong.

Xuejian opened her phone and saw the caller: Zenin Naoya

Well, except this one.

Before answering the phone, Xue Jian took a deep breath, suggesting that she should not bother with feudal desires, and then she answered the phone calmly, "Mr. Chanyuan, what's the matter so late?"

"You were too slow to answer the phone," I could imagine Zenin Naoya's arrogant look over the phone, "Shouldn't you have answered my call the first time?"

Xuejian rolled her eyes and said, "Mr. Zenin, what can I do for you? By the way, I'm off work now and don't provide consulting services."

"What?!" The person on the other end of the line started talking in a furious voice. Xuejian yawned, pressed the mute button, calmly changed into her home clothes and washed up.

Ten minutes later she answered the phone again, "Yes, yes, I will consider your opinion and enhance my service awareness."

Zenin Naoya finally shut up and said, "That's more like it."

As expected, he has been talking useless nonsense.

Xuejian didn't want to beat around the bush with him, so she quickly dismissed him. "So if you have any questions, you can make an appointment with the office tomorrow morning. The front desk will arrange a time and then notify me to meet you. Okay, Mr. Chanyuan, it's getting late. Goodbye."

Pretending not to hear the other party's attempt to stop him, he hung up the phone.

"Hey, hello!"

At Zenin's house in Kyoto, after being hung up on, Zenin Naoya angrily threw his phone to the ground.

How dare this woman hang up on him!

If not... he would not have anything to do with such a low-class woman. Zenin Naoya bit his finger unconsciously, and because he bit too hard, a small white dot appeared on his thumb nail.

One day, he made the woman kneel down and beg for his mercy.

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"Tsukishiro Xuejian, we meet again."

The next day, Xuejian heard a familiar lazy voice as soon as she arrived at the office. Zenin Naoya found a chair from somewhere and sat down, with his hands in his sleeves. He saw a trace of malice in Xuejian's eyes, and then spoke.

The receptionist glared at him with red eyes, obviously very angry with this person. Seeing Xuejian as if she had been pardoned, she hurriedly walked over to explain, "This person insisted on seeing you today. I said that you were fully booked today, and he said that it would be fine if he just kicked everyone else out."

"He even threatened to file a complaint against me." The receptionist stamped her feet. "When he came, he acted like a big shot and asked people to serve him tea and water, and he was full of foul language."

Xuejian patted her shoulder comfortingly and said, "It's okay, I'll take care of it, you go to work." Giving the front desk a reassuring look, Xuejian walked towards Zenin Naoya who was leaning on a chair.

"Mr. Zenin, why don't we go to a nearby cafe and talk about your commission?" I wanted to see what matter had to be resolved by legal means, and why he took the trouble to travel to Tokyo to commission it.

Zenin Naoya crossed his legs, his slender fox eyes smiling piercingly, "Hey, you can discuss business with a big lawyer without an appointment?"

Xue Jian held back a mouthful of blood, and resisted the urge to curse, saying with a smile, "A distinguished guest like you who has come from afar naturally has privileges."

System, talking to this person is a work-related injury and you have to pay for it.

"So, what you're asking is, how to legally send your competitor in?"

"Yes, Miss Lawyer, do you have any insights?"

In the quiet cafe, a corner covered by green plants emits discordant notes.

Xuemei's expressionless summoning system: [There is something wrong with this Zenin Naoya, can you check his memory? ]

[?] The system was very confused by the host's question, but still answered diligently [Okay, I'll get back to you later.]

After giving the system instructions, Xuejian said to Zenin Naoya, who was smiling and saying, "I'm here to pick a fight with you, what can you do to me?", "Sir, please don't insult the dignity of the law. The law is the criterion for citizens to act. Only justice can convince the people. Exploiting loopholes in the law will only make you lose both your money and your life. It's not worth it."

She continued to say to Zenin Naoya who didn't take it seriously, "Why do you come to me again and again? Let's not beat around the bush."

She just didn't believe that a feudal evildoer raised in a feudal sorcerer family would have any concept of the law. To them, shouldn't the emperor be less noble than the head of their own family? If they want to kill a competitor, they can kill him. Will anyone call the police and put him in jail?

There must be another purpose.

Zenin Naoya was stunned at first, then burst into laughter.

He supported his chin with his right hand, and scanned Xuejian's skin under her professional attire inch by inch, with a sweet smile, "I'm beginning to like you, Miss Lawyer."

He was arrogant and said to Xuejian in a condescending tone, "Be with me. With me here, you don't have to worry about rent every day. Follow me and you can have whatever you want."