Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"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 Xiaoyao 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."

"It was my own choice."

"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!"

Chapter 762 Love and Sincerity

When Jun Matsue returned to his classroom, it was four o'clock in the afternoon.

Although his aunt came and went in a hurry, and he only accompanied her for a quick tour of the cultural festival, it still took more than an hour, and it was almost time for the festival to close.

The aroma of coffee filled the air again, but the classroom was much sparser. The boy quickly spotted Mochizuki Haruka – she and her friends were sitting in the front row, making a cotton candy coffee.

"Looking at the moon," he called softly.

The girl turned around, revealing a pair of bright and pretty eyes beneath her sweet bangs.

Mochizuki Haruka naturally got up and walked over, while her companions at the table watched her retreating figure with smiles.

Previously, Jun Matsue led the school board members on a tour of the cultural festival, and they saw almost everything—everyone was used to the boys' closeness to the Mochizuki family, which was perhaps the effect that Auntie wanted.

The girl stopped in front of the boy. "Has Auntie already left?"

Jun Matsue nodded. "She should have just gotten into the car."

Wang Yueyao looked the person she loved up and down.

"You look perfectly fine?"

“I told my aunt that it wouldn’t matter if she whipped you a lot.”

"..." The boy blinked.

"No wonder my aunt mentioned whips when I was thinking about them. It turns out it's a tacit understanding between Wangyue and her lover."

Is this what you call a couple's unspoken understanding? The girl rolled her eyes at him, too lazy to argue.

"If I have to be whipped, I hope it's better if Haruka does it herself."

"Who's your Haruka now?" Mochizuki Haruka's eyes held a hint of disdain. "Don't you only use pet names when you're talking to your girlfriend?"

“I didn’t say that.” Jun Matsue smiled. “You call me Matsue too, don’t you?”

"I like calling you that." The girl turned her face away.

"Then I'll call you Wangyue (望月) too."

“No.” She brought her cheek closer and stared into the boy’s eyes.

"Once you break up with Tomatsu, you're not allowed to call her Yuka anymore—you're only allowed to call me Haruka!"