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Why is Gan Zhenzhi's family so rich?Obviously, in the comics, it is not highlighted that he was rich.Forget it, don’t worry about it, I just came here for fun anyway, maybe I’ll wear it back again at some point, since it’s here, it’s safe, the Prince of Tennis hasn’t started yet, let’s have fun while it’s here.

This restaurant... um, is it too exaggerated?How do you feel that it is comparable to the Atobe family?On a western-style multiplayer table, a white ceramic bottle is placed at both ends, and two flowers are inserted in it, uh, Clivia?Isn't this flower said to be difficult to grow?Wouldn't it be nice to put it in a restaurant?It was only later that I realized that it was actually 'Hippeastrum', a flower that looks very similar to Clivia, but the leaves are not as big as Clivia.

"Miss, please have dinner." When I was distracted, Gan pushed me to the table and asked Aunt Miko to serve a formal Japanese meal.

"Hmm." I looked at so many dishes on the table, am I the only one eating?Is it too much? "Brother, don't you want to eat together?"

"I've eaten it, just watch Muzi eat it." There was a slight smile on Gan's face.

"Ah? But there are so many, brother, let's eat some more with Muzi." I looked at Qian with a distressed face, and stretched out my hand coquettishly shaking Qian's arm.

"Hehe, good. Aunt Meizi..." She couldn't resist me, so she sat next to me.

"Yes, sir."

"Yeah! My brother is the best! I'm starting! Mmmm, it's delicious."

"Muzi eat slowly," Qian said with a smile on his face.

This is the street in Japan.Hmm, it's really clean, just like in the animation.I rested my head on my hands and sat in the car looking out the window.

"Muzi, what are you looking at?" Qian was very happy, because her sister lost her memory and forgot everything about France, and her temper became less weird than before. Very good, Gan said to himself, then, let Muzi start again. start.

"Huh? It's nothing, just look at the street, brother, when will we arrive?" Qian's words interrupted his thoughts, turned his head and smiled at Gan, and sat in his car to go to the department store to buy clothes.

"Well, it will be there in about 10 minutes. Is Muzi in a hurry?" Qian's expression was very gentle, not at all like the counting face of the 'data maniac' in the animation.

"No."

Alas, I didn’t want to go at first, who knows what kind of vision that ‘ganmuzi’ is, they are all colorful princess dresses, God, I hate the cold, I haven’t worn skirts for more than ten years, and I definitely don’t want to now wear.So, at my insistence, I ate lunch, put on a dry minimal suit, and headed to the department store to buy something that suited me.

"Muzi, how about this one?"

"YADA!"

"But Muzi used to like the skirt my brother picked!" My brother looked at me with a hurt face.

"YADA! YADA!" I stared helplessly at the miniskirt in Qian's hand, rose red?Uh, the cold, dry taste is really as horrible as his dry juice, although I haven't tasted anything.

"Hello, 847 yen in total."

"Here." Gan took out a gold card and handed it to the service lady.Uh... no, Jinka!

"Thank you for coming, welcome to come again next time." The service lady returned the card with a polite smile and sent us out of the store.