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

The hibiscus flowers in the corridor were in full bloom, the elegant Japanese-style room was filled with the faint aroma of agarwood, and a cold and sharp ancient sword hung on the wall. Below it, Zenin Naoya picked up a magazine, flipped through it a few times, and smashed it into the face of the person opposite him.

This one won't work, and this one won't work either. Chan Yuanzhang didn't dare to breathe, and the shopping guide brochures in front of him fell to the ground.

"That's all?" Zenin Naoya frowned. "Don't tell the women out there that they are so shallow that a piece of rag wrapped in a circle is considered fashionable. Even if it is, my women's aesthetic taste is not that bad."

Zenyuan secretly groaned in his heart, how can I know your lover's aesthetic taste? This is the latest issue of a fashion magazine.

Zenin tried to divert the blame. "Why don't we ask Miss Maki and Miss Mayi to help? Girls should understand each other's preferences better."

That makes sense. Zenin Naoya raised his chin and said, "Why don't you go and call them over here."

In a way, Zenin Naoya's summons came at just the right time.

Maki Mai's father, Zenin Ogi, got drunk and had been lamenting the injustice of the world and his bad luck for decades, and he lost his position as the head of the family because of his two daughters.

Maki knelt and listened for a long time, she had already reached the limit of her patience, but her mother was incredibly strong, she held her head tightly to the ground, and showed her sincere submission.

Humiliation swept over Zenin Maki's whole body. She gritted her teeth and when Zenin Shan was waving the Japanese sword to chop at Mayi, she suddenly broke free from her mother's hand, jumped up, snatched the sword, knocked Zenin Shan back several meters, and threw the sword out viciously.

"That's enough, you're just a piece of shit and you can only blame others!"

"elder sister!"

"Zenin Maki, how can you talk to your father like that!"

Zenin Maki turned to her mother, her eyes blazing with fire, "Mom, are you still going to speak up for him? He is just a cowardly and shameless villain!"

"Snapped!"

The mother's voice was filled with deep hatred. "How could I have given birth to a daughter like you? I really wish I had never given birth to you."

A clear slap mark appeared on Zenin Maki's face. She slowly turned her head, which had been tilted to one side, and looked at the house intently.

Her mother's resentment, her father's disdain, and her sister's fear were reflected in her pupils.

There is nothing worth reminiscing about this home.

No need to come back, no need to have ridiculous expectations of them.

"You, you guys..."

"Mr. Shan, Master Naoya asks Miss Maki Mai to come over." Zenin stepped into the yard again and loudly conveyed his master's intention.

The Zen fan started hitting my daughter again, and that's when I came.

"Sister, let's go." Don't stay here, go anywhere. Mayi was afraid that Maki would be beaten to death by her father if she said another word, so she grabbed Maki's hand and said impatiently.

Zenin Osamu got upset when he heard Zenin Naoya's name, "Get out of here."

Zenin Maki gritted his teeth unwillingly and left the yard at the urging of Zenin Shige and Shinji.

The lattice door was roughly opened, and Zenin Naoya, who was lying on the corridor admiring the flowers, turned his head in dissatisfaction. Zenin Maki walked in angrily, followed closely by Mayi.

Zenin Naoya raised his eyebrows. He loved to see the twins being humiliated for his amusement.

He sat cross-legged and asked hypocritically, "Did Uncle Shan make you two angry again? Little Maki, just be patient. Uncle Shan won't live for many more years anyway. When he's alive, you can still beg for food at Zenin's house, but when he dies, you'll have to live on the streets with your precious sister."

Zenin Maki was annoyed when she saw him and just wanted to leave. If he said another word, she would beat Zenin Naoya up. "It's none of your business. What do you want us to do?"

"You guys, no, Maki-chan, you're a tomboy." Zenin Naoya smacked his lips, missing an advisor. "Maki-chan, you should be very knowledgeable about girls' clothes, jewelry, bags, etc. Take a look at the ones I marked out. Do you like them?"

He pointed to the magazine on the table, where part of the photo was highlighted in red pen.

Maki stood in front of Mayi warily and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Zenin Naoya rolled his eyes and said, "Don't worry, I don't think highly of you two trash. This is for Xuejian."

So that's it. The two sisters breathed a sigh of relief and each picked up a magazine to read.

...What a taste that is so shocking and moving.

Zenin Shinyi really wanted to reply to him, I don’t know the slightest about dressing, so don’t expect me to be your wingman.

"Why don't you just not send it off?" Zhenyi advised tactfully.

"Send it off, you have to send it off, and then we'll break up." Maki was watching the fun without thinking it was a big deal. She had long felt sorry for the woman who was so blind as to fall in love with Zenin Naoya. It would be best if they broke up.

"No way," Zenin Naoya, who was questioned about his aesthetics, was extremely confident in himself. He pointed at a luxury green handbag and asked, "It's so expensive, wouldn't you women like it?"

"But it's ugly! Can't you see how unsightly it is?" Maki retorted bluntly.

"Ha, you dare dislike my taste? This doesn't look good?"

"It's ugly, as ugly as your face."

"Zenin Maki, I think you miss the feeling of having your face stepped on. I'm going to satisfy you now." Zenin Naoya waved his fist threateningly.

Maki refused to be outdone and stood up with a somersault. "Come on, who's afraid of who?"

"Both of you shut up!" Chanyuan Zhenyi exploded.

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[We may be late due to traffic jam, please go to the restaurant first.]

Xuejian leaned back on the exquisite chair in the restaurant and snapped her fingers. "Hello, can you bring me another glass of lemonade?"

The high-end western restaurant is filled with elegantly dressed people and the air is filled with the aroma of decadence. The melodious piano music matches the festive atmosphere, and couples chat and laugh, intimately sharing the same steak with their partners.

Except for Yuecheng Xuejian who was alone.

I sent you a message half an hour ago, but I still haven’t seen him. I don’t want a man who fails to behave himself in important occasions.

Before Xuejian's patience was about to run out, she finally saw Zenin Naoya. He was dressed differently from usual antique clothes, wearing a three-piece suit and a tie, his hair was combed back, revealing his handsome forehead, and the diamonds on his earrings set off his handsome appearance very well.

"I'm late." Zenin Naoya saw the dazzling Xuejian at a glance. She was wearing a light pink knitted long skirt. Her long wavy hair formed a charming arc at her waist. She wore a solid color headband on her head, and her eartips were dotted with round pearls. Her wool coat was casually draped on the seat. She looked like a carefully collected treasure.

It is my treasure, thought Zenin Naoya.

Xuejian handed him a glass of water, motioned to the waiter to take his order, and then said calmly, "Why can't you leave earlier? You're so late. What if I run away?"

After seeing Xuejian, Zenin Naoya relaxed completely. When he heard the question, his flamboyant green eyes almost popped out. "No, where can you run to?"

After thinking for a while, he added, "No matter where you go, I will find you." His tone was extremely firm.

He realized later that Xuejian was dissatisfied, and explained, "I was supposed to come to Tokyo early in the morning, but I suddenly had a meeting. After the meeting, the damn girl Zhenyi said that I was not dressed well and forced me to change my clothes."

Since Xiao Zhenyi met Xuejian last time and helped him pick out a gift, she has become more and more courageous. She was originally going to go shopping with her classmates, but when she passed by the gate of his yard, she found that he had changed into blood-stained baggy pants and was ready for a date. She immediately pushed him back to the room, said a lot of weird things, and quickly changed into the suit and even got her hair done.

Zenin Naoya touched the combed hair, and only after Mayi assured him that this hairstyle would definitely increase Xuejian's favorability by ten points did he allow his servants to touch his precious hair.

I see, there is a mission all of a sudden, to save the Japanese people. As for the dress, Xuejian nodded affirmatively, "Sister is right."

Especially the new hairstyle, which is so handsome. It turns the arrogant and stupid rich second generation into a mature and introverted president. Xuejian feels that the time she spends staring at and admiring Zenin Naoya's face has become longer.

Good man, I will definitely hold back Zenin Naoya from causing trouble in front of you two sisters in the future, and let Maki kill all the Zenin family happily, hahahaha.

Xuejian said earnestly, "In the future, learn more from Maki and Mayi in terms of clothing taste and gift selection. The necklace they gave me last time was chosen by them, and it's obvious that it's not your style."

"That was also the money I paid for." Zenin Naoya retorted. Xuejian did reconcile with him after receiving the necklace, and because of this he was too embarrassed to cause trouble to the two sisters now, in case he encountered a life-threatening problem next time.

The waiter brought their dishes quickly.

Zenin Naoya continued to grumble and complain that Western food was picky and raw, and could not compare to the elegance and nobility of Japanese cuisine, but he was blocked by the rib-eye steak that Xuejian put into her mouth with her own hands.

"Is it delicious? I took a bite and thought it was good, so I fed it to you." The woman in front of him smiled charmingly, and her bright golden eyes reflected his astonished expression.

Indirect kiss!

Zenin Naoya felt as if his whole body was rolled in hot water. He took a big gulp of wine with a dry mouth, and choked and coughed so hard that he almost vomited his stomach.

His cheeks were flushed and his eyes were evasive, just like a lady from a noble family who was being teased.

Xuejian tilted her head in confusion.

After all the things he has done, he is still so innocent? Or is it that the young master in the boudoir is most susceptible to the trick of trying to cover up and revealing himself, and can't stop talking?

It's really fun to tease him. I'll dare to do it again next time.

"Ahem." Zenin Naoya put on a calm expression, as if to say, "Oh, my girlfriend likes me too much and wants to kiss me all the time. I have no choice but to satisfy her." He changed the subject and handed over a bag, "Christmas present."

I want to see what is so mysterious. Xuejian wiped her fingers, put the box on the table, and slowly untied the ribbon.

It's a pair of crystal shoes.

Xuejian held her breath.

The silver shoes were glittering and every inch of the texture was exquisite. Xuejian was already imagining herself dancing in these crystal shoes.

"Do you like it?" Actually, there was no need to ask. As soon as he saw Xuejian's expression, Zenin Naoya knew it was safe.

The gift was inspired by Maki and provided by her family.

"There is no woman who doesn't want to own a pair of crystal shoes!" Zhenyi exclaimed as she flipped through the magazines.

Maki was puzzled. "Ah, but I don't want to. What I want most is a handy cursed tool."

Zhenyi frowned, "Sister, I'm talking about ordinary girls."

No matter what, Zenin Naoya was secretly happy that he would give them both a great credit for their contribution when he returned.

Xuejian sniffed and held the shoe box in her arms. "Thank you, this is the best gift I have ever received."

Zenin Naoya was flattered by her thanks. Xuejian rarely showed her love for something in front of him, so she said, "It's good that you like it, but don't be so moved that you cry, that would be ugly."

Ignoring Naoya's usual rudeness, Xuejian saw through his doubts. "When I was a child, I read fairy tales and wanted to have a pair of crystal shoes." She paused and said, "Can you help me put them on?"

Her raised calves hooked around his ankles, her eyes innocent yet bold.

Who can refuse the request of a beautiful woman? She just doesn't want to bend down and do anything that would damage her manners. Shouldn't a man be a stepping stone for her to avoid hurting her fragile skin?

The Zen temple is simply incapable of this.

He bent down, half-knelt, untied the straps on Xuejian's high heels, lifted her slender white feet, and slowly put them into the crystal shoes.

His back was bent, showing a gesture of submission in front of Xuemen. She could even see his well-proportioned shoulder blades from the back of Zenin Naoya's neck, as if he was spreading his wings as if ready to fly.

"All right."

Zenin Naoya brushed off the nonexistent dust and slowly stood up. Their eyes met each other, and time slowed down, not wanting to disturb them.

Xuejian swore that her heart was moved for a second, just one second.