At noon, when Hualong left with a suitcase containing 100 million yen of cash, Yamaguchi's handkerchief that wiped his tears was completely wet. Although the money was paid by Yamaguchi's headquarters, it was still hard for Yamaguchi to accept that so much money was won. In addition to being sad, he almost vomited blood.

On the bustling Shinjuku Street street, Yayoi Koma was holding Hualong's arm pretty, and two blush appeared on her pure cheeks. The joy in her heart was unspeakable, "The master actually wants to buy me clothes, so happy!"

When Hualong was withdrawing money from a nearby bank at Yamaguchi, he told Yayoi Xiaoya that he would buy her a few new clothes. For Yayoi Xiaoya, this was Hualong who was really nice to her, but Hualong just didn't like Yayoi Xiaoya always wearing a sailor suit on the road outside, because this would make him feel like he was a strange uncle who deceived the little loli. But no matter what, Hualong's this still increased Yayoi Xiaoya's favorability and loyalty to him a lot, which could be considered as unintentional insertion!

However, although he decided to buy clothes, he had to have a meal before that. After eating in a high-end restaurant, Hualong took Yayoi Xiaoya straight to the most prosperous and variety of clothing mall in Shinjuku Street.

When she came to the clothing mall, the dazzling array of clothes made Yayoi Xiaoya dazzled. Although Yayoi Xiaoya had dreamed that she could come here to buy clothes like those rich classmates one day, her family's conditions and her identity would never allow her to have such extravagant hopes. Now the things in her dream are right in front of her, Yayoi Xiaoya is already a little impatient.

Just as Yayoi Xiaoya looked at the various clothes in front of her nervously, Hualong's big hand fell on her shoulder and patted her. When Yayoi Xiaoya turned to look at Hualong, Hualong said, "Buy whatever you like, don't worry about money."

Yayoi Xiaoma was in a state of great excitement and nodded red. Although she couldn't help but want to compete with the women who were pounced on the clothing processing area, she knew that Hualong would never like her to do that, so she shyly took Hualong's hand and walked towards the summer clothing area.

The person who received Yayoi Koma was a saleswoman who looked around twenty years old, with a light makeup on his face, which looked pretty.

"Miss, I think this sleeveless suspender top is very suitable for you. It can highlight your youthful, beautiful, naughty and cuteness. I think your boyfriend will like it very much when you wear this dress. Sir, do you think?" The waiter's mouth is very sweet, and his sales skills are really good. Yayoi Xiaoya, who was fooled by three or two, bought a lot of clothes. The clothes sold by this waiter from Hualongjue are indeed very good. After trying it on, these are very suitable for Yayoi Xiaoya's age and temperament, so he paid for the bill without hesitation.

"Miss, it's so happy that you have such a boyfriend! Not only are you young and rich, but you are also very handsome. Among so many customers, your boyfriend is the most handsome. You really make me feel very jealous." When Yayoi Koma saw that her clothes were almost the same, the waiter probably felt that they were selling them almost the same, so he half praised and half jealously sighed at Yayoi Koma.

When Yayoi Xiaoya heard that the waiter treated Hualong as his boyfriend, her little face turned red, like a ripe red apple, which made people unable to help but take a bite. Needless to say, the sweetness in her heart was, but she still looked back at Hualong with some anxiety. Hualong's face did not change at this moment, and she was still as calm as before, which made Yayoi Xiaoya a little disappointed.

When Yayoi Xiaoya walked out of the clothing store happily with a big bag and a small bag, Hualong took her to a cosmetics store. Although at the age of Yayoi Xiaoya being only fourteen, cosmetics will only make her vulgar, if Yayoi Xiaoya is a little light makeup, it will only make her more beautiful. When he saw Yayoi Xiaoya seeing a wide range of cosmetics, his joyful and eager eyes made Hualongjue come the right trip.

After buying some light cosmetics products such as powder boxes, eyebrow pencils, lipsticks and other light makeup products from cosmetics sales, it was already 2:40 pm. After raising his wrist, Hualong looked at the time. He said to Yayoi Xiaoya: "Do you know where there are shops selling antiques here?"

Yayoi Xiaoya was still in a semi-excited state. When she heard Hualong’s inquiry, she nodded and said, “Xiaoya knows that it is not far from here. There is a commercial street that specializes in selling antiques. Brother Hua, do you want to buy antiques?”

Hualong nodded and said, "Let's book a room in the hotel first, put down the things you bought before going." "Yeah." Yayoi Xiaoya nodded and followed Hualong to the nearby high-end hotel. Seeing Yayoi Xiaoya carrying these big bags and small bags with heavy steps, Hualong took the initiative to take the big bag in her hand, leaving only Yayoi Xiaoya a small bag containing cosmetics. Hualong's actions moved Yayoi Xiaoya again, and he secretly swore in his heart that he must serve his master with all his heart in this life, whether in life or... on the bed.

After booking a presidential suite at a five-star hotel in Shinjuku Street, Hualong took Yayoi Xiaoya into the presidential suite under the ambiguous gaze of the hotel waiter. The presidential suite was not decorated in gorgeous ways, but it was very atmospheric and modern, allowing people living in it to feel a sense of nobility as a president. This was the first time Yayoi Xiaoya saw the presidential suite. This young girl, who was not well-versed in the world, was instantly shocked by the atmosphere and modernization of the presidential suite.

Hualong threw the suitcase on the bed, then handed the bag to Yayoi Xiaoya who was still a little dazed, and said, "Pick up a room yourself, take a shower, change clothes, and let's go to the antique street together later."

"Oh? Okay, Brother Hua, I'll go now." Yayoi Xiaoya reacted, looked at Hualong with a blushing face, took the handbag handed over by Hualong, and walked towards one of the rooms.

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