Professional Stand-in, With an Hourly Salary of 100,000

Chapter 3.1: Unworthy of Love (1)

Ji Fanyin flipped through the menu.

Regardless of what Song Shiyu was thinking at the moment, the restaurant he chose was still pretty classy.

Or at least thats what the prices on the menu are saying.

Ji Fanyin also took special care to confirm with him earlier that all expenses incurred on todays date would be borne by him. The only bad thing about this was that she could only order the dishes Ji Xinxin liked.

Ill tolerate it since its a free meal.

Hm Lets go with a Mushroom Soup en Crote, Basil Prawn Balls, and a Slow-cooked Ribeye Steak. As for the beverage, I guess I can go with Ji Xinxins taste and try out the Lychee Cherry Soda.

After deciding on the dishes to order, Ji Fanyin finally raised her head to look at the conflicted man sitting opposite her and asked worriedly, Are you alright? You look a little unwell. Theres no need to force it if youre feeling ill. Shall we head back instead?

Of course, you wont be getting a refund for ending the service in advance.

Song Shiyus face remained clouded. He stared at Ji Fanyin deeply, as if trying to peer through the mask she was wearing. When did you start preparing Forget it, this isnt important.

Of course it isnt. Ji Fanyin fiddled with the menu in her hand as she smiled at Song Shiyu. The terms of our exchange are simple, so you need not overthink it. You just have to think of me as another person during this period of time. Werent you dissatisfied that I dont resemble her in the past? It should be much better now, no?

Song Shiyus eyes narrowed sharply.

What Im proposing here is a straightforward exchange with no strings attached, Ji Fanyin rested her chin leisurely on her arm as she spoke. I have no intention of revealing this matter to my younger sister and cause you any trouble, so theres no need for you to get so apprehensive.

Song Shiyu snorted mockingly in response.

Besides, dont you wonder about it from time to time?

Wonder about what?

If she learns of my true personality, will she hate me? replied Ji Fanyin.

Ji Fanyin. Song Shiyus body straightened up as he warned her sharply.

Theres no need to be nervous. Like Ive said, I have no intention of telling her, said Ji Fanyin with a casual wave of her hand. I can fulfill your fantasies. Youll be able to do what you dare not do with her. If that doesnt work for you, we can end things here.

Song Shiyu was what one would call a two-faced man. He carried himself with grace and tact in social settings, so hardly anyone was aware of just how scummy he was.

Someone who masks his true self deep down isnt worth befriending, though I guess I can at least maintain an amicable relationship with him for the sake of his equally deep pockets.

Song Shiyu listened quietly to Ji Fanyins words for a while before his lips suddenly crept upward, as if he had suddenly thought things through. His expression visibly relaxed as he said, Ji Fanyin, youre the one who proposed this deal. Dont regret it in the future.

Ji Fanyin replied with a smile, Rest assured, I wont.

Song Shiyu turned his gaze away before pressing down on the bell on the table to call the waiter over.

He seemed to have tossed away the baggage that was weighing down on his mind, allowing him to act more naturally. He tenderly asked Ji Fanyin what she wanted and placed their orders. Following that, they began sharing their daily life as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years.

Ji Fanyin had spent the night trawling through Ji Xinxins WeChats Moments and Weibo pages, allowing her to smoothly answer any questions from Song Shiyu. But rather than the one talking, most of the time, she was the one listening instead.

There could only be one reason behind that.

A mans desire to flaunt before the lady he fancied was simply too great.

Song Shiyu casually talked about his work and his life while Ji Fanyin cleanly pulled out the flesh of a mussel with her fork before delivering it onto his plate.

Song Shiyus words immediately trailed to a halt.

Whats wrong? Ji Fanyin raised her head in surprise. I remember that you avoided mussels in restaurants because you found it troublesome to eat, so I took out its meat for you.

Song Shiyu stared at her with such an intense stare that it looked almost as if he was going to bore a hole through her.

A few seconds later, he finally replied softly, No, I just didnt expect you to notice it Thanks.

Theres no need for thanks. Were friends, said Ji Fanyin as she extracted the meat from two more mussels and placed it on his plate before turning her attention back to her steak.

So Im still a friend even though I asked for your hand in marriage yesterday? Song Shiyu suddenly asked.

Ji Fanyin paused for a moment here as she pondered over the intention behind Song Shiyus words.

The real Ji Xinxin would surely put on a conflicted expression and reluctantly turn down Song Shiyu once more, but here was where the problem lay.

The character whom Ji Fanyin was playing right now was not the real Ji Xinxin but the one Song Shiyu desired. In other words, she wasnt certain if Song Shiyu wanted the wish fulfillment element to her stand-in service too.

It was not beyond her to offer such a service.

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