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

In Yukinoshita Haruno's opinion, Kitahara Takashi is now a woman with no sense of beta who has dated a rich second-generation boyfriend and has begun to look down on ordinary people after experiencing the life of rich people.

"This arrogant guy."

It is precisely because of this that Yukinoshita Haruno hates Kitahara Takashi even more.

You said her Yukinoshita family is too small, but you yourself are just an ordinary person, right?

If it was Yozakura Hitomi or Shinomiya Kaguya who said this, Yukinoshita Haruno would really have no objection.

But when Kitahara Takashi said it, Yukinoshita Haruno just thought, "What are you pretending for?"

He couldn't have thought that his ten years of hard study could surpass the efforts of several generations of his family.

Has reading made you stupid?

"It seems that he is still too young and has not experienced the harshness of society."

Yukinoshita Haruno thought so in her heart.

"I think this little guy is quite interesting."

Xue's mother smiled gently, but she had a different opinion from her daughter.

"Smart, confident, strong, handsome, ambitious, polite, knowing when to advance and when to retreat, the epitome of perfection."

"He fits the image of a husband that I had when I was younger."

Mother Xue put her hand to her cheek and sighed softly, as if she was saying, "I was born before you were born, and you were born when I was already old."

'Not good, not good, not good!'

Yang Nai's eyes showed fear, and alarm bells were ringing in his heart!

Mom, you are choosing a husband for Yukino, right?

You're not planning to kick out our old father who works like a slave at home and choose a new father for us, right?

"Mom, you're exaggerating. He's only sixteen. How can he be as good as you say?"

Yang Nai's expressionless face accentuated Beiyuan Zun's age.

Xue's mother gave her eldest daughter a displeased look.

Naturally, she understood what her eldest daughter was thinking. She rubbed her fingers between her eyebrows and said, "Don't emphasize my age. I know."

She felt like there was a generation gap between herself and today's children.

Sometimes I really don’t understand what they are thinking about.

"I sighed. It's just a pity that Yukino couldn't be with him."

"Yang No, this child will become a great person. You can get to know him more in the future."

Xue's mother has a simple mind. Even if her daughter and Kitahara Tsutomu cannot be together, they can still become friends.

Of course, if possible, she would rather be Kitahara Takashi's mother.

After all, that is an achievement that even Sayuri Sawamura has not achieved.

If I become Kitahara Takashi's mother, wouldn't that be the same as Yukinoshita > Sawamura?

Well, Yukinoshita won big.

"I don't know if he will be a great man in the future, but at least this meal wasn't in vain."

Yukinoshita Haruno lowered her head and picked up a piece of tuna sushi, dipped it in vinegar, and seemed to think it was Kitahara Tsutomu and ate it in one bite.

The flavors of rice, vinegar, and tuna mixed together explode in your mouth, creating a rich and delicious dish.

But when Yukinoshita Haruno put the food in her mouth, she found it tasteless.

loss.

She felt that inviting Kitahara Takashi to dinner would be worse than inviting the clingy Border Collie she met yesterday to dinner.

At least it will act coquettishly towards me and rub against my legs.

"Bai please?"

Xue's mother picked up the mobile phone on the table and opened it in front of her eldest daughter.

"Your mother never does business at a loss."

Yukinoshita Haruno glanced at her phone and paused chewing.

Above the trending search #Kitahara Takashi confesses his love for Shinomiya Kaguya-sama!#, a new trending search appeared: #Kitahara Takashi meets his mother-in-law, are they getting married soon?#.

"Kitahara-kun is very popular right now. Since he spread rumors about my daughter, it makes sense for me to use his popularity to get votes for your father, right?"

Mother Xue picked up the folding fan on the table and tapped her eldest daughter lightly, with a cunning glint in her eyes.

Mom, I have made preparations for both scenarios.

You can't get anything for free from our Yukinoshita family, Kitahara-kun.

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"Boss, two bowls of Japanese barbecued pork noodles, super large portions!"

In Nishinomiya City, inside a ramen cart at a street corner, Kitahara Takashi lifted the cloth curtain and shouted loudly.

"Okay~"

Kitahara Takashi sat down on the chair and poured himself a cup of barley tea in a familiar manner.

He drank it all in one gulp, and the cold liquid slid down his throat, lowering the temperature of his internal organs.

"I will not eat!"

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at Kitahara Takashi who suddenly came to eat halfway through his walk, feeling a little helpless, but she still sat down next to him.

"Don't be so sentimental, both bowls are mine."

Kitahara Tsutomu felt that this woman was a bit narcissistic.

"Next time your mom invites you to dinner, please tell her not to do anything fancy."

"Who can feed that little bit of sushi? There's no sincerity at all."

Yukinoshita Yukino glared at Kitahara Takashi with cold eyes.

"Do you know you're annoying?"

"Are you acting like you're popular? No matter how much I hate you, I still have more friends than you."

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't want to argue with him, so she simply turned her head and looked around.

Because it is a small stall, there are only six chairs.

There were already two tables of guests sitting inside, both men and women, some of whom were wearing suits, the kind that were popular.

It seems that he is a social person attending a cocktail party after get off work.

Miss Yukinoshita Yukino has never been to such a place before. It was her first time here and she was very curious about everything.

"Come in, sir, your Japanese barbecued pork noodles are ready."

The shop owner quickly prepared two large bowls of chashu noodles and placed them in front of Kitahara Takashi and Yukinoshita Yukino respectively.

The steam rising from the bowl blurred the faces of the two people.

Just as Kitahara Tsune was about to take the bowl of noodles from Yukinoshita Yukino, she hit Kitahara Tsune's hand hard with the end of her chopsticks.

"What are you doing!"

Kitahara Tsutomu immediately withdrew his hand and glared at her in dissatisfaction.

"I'm going to start."

Although Kitahara Takashi was embarrassed, Yukinoshita Yukino was in a very happy mood. She put her hands together and said this, then scooped up some soup with a spoon, took a sip, and unexpectedly found it tasted very good.

"That's mine! Can't you buy it yourself if you want to eat it?"

Kitahara Takashi was a little bit defeated.

Did I ask you to come?

Just eat it?

"Who spread rumors about me?"

Yukinoshita Yukino tucked the hair that was about to fall into the bowl behind her ears, lowered her head and took a mouthful of noodles.

"I...you are so cruel."

Kitahara Tsutomu thought about it and realized that he was indeed wrong in this matter.

He ate with big mouthfuls of food in a sullen manner.

Compared to Yukinoshita Yukino's elegant way of eating, Kitahara Takashi's way of eating is much wilder.

It was as if someone was trying to steal his food. In less than three minutes, the huge bowl of noodles and the soup were all gone.

Yukinoshita Yukino opened her mouth slightly, staring in amazement at Kitahara Takashi who said to the boss, "Another bowl, please," and then looked down at the noodles in her own bowl.

At this time, she had only taken two bites.

A real couple.

"What are you looking at?"

Kitahara Tsutomu looked at her with some confusion.

"Are you a starving ghost reincarnated? How can you eat so fast?"

The men Yukinoshita Yukino had met were all polite and elegant, and this was the first time she had seen Kitahara Takashi eat like this.

"I'm hungry, what else could it be?"

"I can't eat so fast even if I'm hungry."

"Because when you girls say you're hungry, you're just a little hungry. But when a guy says he's hungry, it's the kind of hunger that means he'll die if he doesn't eat."

Kitahara Tsuyoshi took another big bowl of noodles handed to him by the boss.

This time it was the black garlic oil pork cartilage ramen.

It must be said that China, Japan and South Korea, among the island countries, still have some edible things.

Unlike the restaurant next door, Smecta, which serves nothing but kimchi, even their proud army hotpot is made by picking up mold from the battlefield.

I went there to play for a while before, and I lost ten pounds after I came back.

"If a guy doesn't finish a meal within half an hour, it's not because he's slow, it's because the food tastes really bad and is (TM) expensive!!!"

After saying this, Kitahara Takashi started to eat noodles.

This time, with Yukinoshita Yukino witnessing the whole process, Kitahara Tsutomu devoured the food in no time, inhaling it like a storm and finishing the bowl of noodles in no time.

"Boss, this time I want teriyaki chicken chop clear ramen."

"okay!"

Even though she witnessed the whole thing, Yukinoshita Yukino still looked doubtful about her life.

She lowered her head and continued eating noodles.

Because her hair was long, she would pin it up every time she took a bite.

"do not move!"

Finally, Kitahara Takashi couldn't bear it anymore, so he took out a chopstick, held up Yukinoshita Yukino's black hair with his palm, circled the chopstick around it twice, slowly picked up a little hair from the scalp, passed it through, and pinned it up.

"I'm going to get a soda."

Kitahara Takashi felt a little bit full of food, so he got up and went to a nearby convenience store to buy a soda.

Kitahara Takashi was so skilled that before Yukinoshita Yukino could react, her hair was already pinned up.

Yukino took out her cell phone as a mirror and looked up and down at Kitahara Takashi's hair. She actually thought it looked pretty good.

"Your boyfriend really loves you."

The boss laughed and joked: "There aren't many guys willing to do this kind of thing for girls anymore."

Yukino's lips parted slightly, and finally, she lowered her eyelids slightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly like butterfly wings. She said nothing, but said in her heart, "He is not my boyfriend."