Chapter 70 Paris 3/5.20.56

Anru closed her suitcase and left her room, where her hostess, Aunt Qian, had already prepared the meal.

Just after finishing her meal, Ran Lu called, sounding downcast, saying she wanted to come see her.

Hearing her slurred tone, An Rufeng couldn't help but ask another question: Why was she drinking outside in broad daylight?

An Rufeng simply asked Ran Lu to give her the address, and she would go to find her.

An Rufeng and Brother Li went out together, while Ran Lu was drinking alone in a quiet bar.

Ran Lu seemed fairly sober. When she saw An Rufeng arrive, she poured her a glass of wine and pushed it towards her, saying, "Let's drink together."

After thinking about the time, An Rufeng roughly knew what was troubling her.

An Rufeng had just taken a sip of her drink when Ran Lu spoke up: "Sigh, the date of my teacher's performance clashes with my boyfriend's grandfather's birthday. What should I do?"

Just as I expected.

Before An Rufeng could speak, Ran Lu eagerly asked, "Do you know what happened next? Did I end up performing or attending the birthday banquet?"

Her performance was very important, but her boyfriend's grandfather had specifically invited her, and her boyfriend also planned to introduce her to his family during his birthday celebration, so she didn't know what to do.

Ranlu's current boyfriend is the one she's dated the longest, and they've even reached the point of discussing marriage, but he's also the one who hurt her the most.

An Rufeng has never interfered with Ran Lu's feelings, but she had to speak up about her boyfriend.

She told the truth: "I'm attending a birthday banquet."

"What was the result? Did we finally get married?" Ran Lu asked expectantly.

Anru Feng remained silent.

Ran Lu understood and couldn't help but ask, "Why? I think we're very good together. Although sometimes I don't like to cook for him."

"Your current boyfriend is a jerk. Go play the music; that performance time was specially reserved for you by your teacher."

Ran Lu is an only child, and in theory, all the family's property belongs to her. Unfortunately, this is only on the surface. A few years later, her father will bring home an illegitimate child. Her boyfriend's mother and the illegitimate child's mother are sisters.

Her boyfriend approached Ran Lu with ulterior motives from the beginning, and naturally betrayed her when it came to fighting for the family property.

It's disgusting stuff that Ran Lu, still so naive, doesn't need to know.

Moreover, there's no reason for a scumbag to disgust someone twice.

Ran Lu knew An Rufeng; she wouldn't care about other people's choices unless there was absolutely no other way.

It seems that her current boyfriend does have some serious problems.

She muttered to herself, "Scumbag?"

Ran Lu was conflicted. Although she knew the future outcome wouldn't be good, she was happy and felt great right now. Should she live in the moment or give up?

An Rufeng knew that Ran Lu was just in the throes of a passionate relationship. To say that her feelings for the scumbag were deep was not true; she just liked the feeling.

The scumbag is of mixed American and Japanese descent. Anru Feng pulled out her trump card, which is unique to Chinese people: "Feel your spine, then feel your kneecap. The martyrs who bravely sacrificed themselves one after another have made us stand tall. How can we make concessions and compromises for the Japanese?"

Although Anru Feng has Japanese friends, she is determined not to marry a Japanese man, and the friends she makes are people who face history squarely and help collect historical facts.

Upon hearing this, Ran Lu thought about it and perked up. The thought of her dutifully cooking for him made her feel subservient and uncomfortable.

"Let's break up. Let's break up." Ran Lu suddenly felt her feelings for her boyfriend fade away.

Ran Lu immediately picked up her phone and sent a breakup text message.

Putting away her phone, Ran Lu looked at An Rufeng: "Are you only going to stay in this time and space for a week? My concert is at the end of January. Why don't you stay a little longer and come with me to Paris for the concert?"

“It just so happened that it was during the Spring/Summer Paris Haute Couture Fashion Week, so we went shopping and had some fun together.”

An Rufeng felt that staying a few more days was fine, so she nodded in agreement.

But before going to Paris, he had to go to Japan, beat up Watanabe, and send him to prison.

Ran Lu had no objections, and the two went to Japan together.

When Anru went to Japan, Watanabe was planning to escape, but he was quickly captured by people arranged by Yamada Yusuke.

After being beaten up by Anru Feng and Brother Li, he was sent to prison and imprisoned for five years and fined five million yen for killing animals without cause.

Yamada Yusuke felt that no one could escape his grasp, and the repeated despair was so satisfying that he took the initiative to ask Anru Feng if there was anyone he needed to investigate, and he was more than happy to do it.

If he's a criminal again, then he'll have even more opportunities to have fun in each timeline.

Yes, there are, but they shouldn't be criminals, and she doesn't want to investigate.

Anru Feng rejected Yamada Yusuke.

It would be a lie to say that she wasn't curious about the kind of person she was looking for by leaving messages in other timelines.

But she didn't want to gamble. It was best to avoid seeing, contacting, getting to know, or recognizing each other to avoid any accidents that might prevent her from traveling through time.

As long as she doesn't get to know anyone or develop deep feelings for them, she can still travel through time even if she doesn't use up all her spots.

After dealing with Watanabe, Anru Feng and Ran Lu were about to leave when they were surprised to find that Hirayama Kenichi was also going to Paris. He was collaborating with a fashion brand this year.

The three of them then decided to go together.

However, before going to Paris, Kenichi Hirayama still needed to organize an exhibition of young painters.

"Do you like this painting?" Kenichi Hirayama asked An Rufeng.

On the day of the exhibition, both An Rufeng and Ran Lu went to see it.

Anjou was drawn to a boldly colored oil painting.

Anru Feng nodded; she liked it very much.

Kenichi Hirayama smiled and said, "The person who painted this is a rising artist named Nara Mi, who has become quite famous recently. Would you like me to introduce you to her? I've never met her or had any contact with her."

An Rufeng shook her head; she didn't want to know anyone her friends might know.

Upon seeing this, Kenichi Hirayama said nothing more and shared some works that he thought were good with her.

Kenichi Hirayama only needs to show up on the first day; the rest of the exhibition can be left to others.

The three of them went to Paris together and spent two days sightseeing before parting ways. Hirayama Kenichi went to work for the brand, Ran Lu was busy with her concert, and An Rufeng sometimes went out with Ran Lu and sometimes went out on her own.

Paris was blessed with sunshine today, and Anjou Feng and Hirayama Kenichi were sunbathing on their hotel balcony.

"Are you really not going to the exchange meeting?" The brand that Kenichi Hirayama collaborated with also invited other artists to collaborate. Now that the collaboration is coming to an end, they want to get together.

He thought Anru Feng would be interested, so he came to ask her.

Kenichi Hirayama was always persistent in introducing An Rufeng to people who might share his interests.

"I don't want to go." An Rufeng said with little interest.

Ran Lu went to a social event with her teacher, but An Rufeng didn't want to go; she wanted to stay at the hotel.

With Paris Fashion Week approaching, customers, celebrities, and fans are flocking to Paris, causing a surge in foot traffic. As a result, Anru Feng doesn't feel like going out.

Anru Feng leaned on the railing, holding a can of Sprite, and casually looked down at the street scene.

At the restaurant across from the hotel, Kwon Ji-yong, who was there to attend the Chanel Spring/Summer Haute Couture show, was talking to a friend.

Suddenly, a bright white flashed before my eyes.

Kwon Ji-yong was taken aback, his gaze unconsciously following the bright white streak to the table. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was sunlight reflecting off the table.

The reflected sunlight was now dancing lightly on the table in front of Kwon Ji-yong.

The sunlight suddenly shifted, moving to several different spots before finally settling on Kwon Ji-yong's heart and remaining still.

Kwon Ji-yong subconsciously looked in the direction from which the light was coming.

I saw a familiar face; it was Kenichi Hirayama.

There was a woman standing to his right, slightly turned to the side, with long, straight hair falling to her shoulders and waist. From his angle, he couldn't see her face.

She was holding a can of soda, casually fiddling with the pull tab.

The sunlight was captured by the pull tab of the soda can in her hand and directed towards him.

At this moment, Kenichi Hirayama also saw Kwon Ji-yong across from him, and with a look of surprise, he waved to him and greeted Kwon Ji-yong.

Anru Feng has never been interested in friends of friends or acquaintances and doesn't pay much attention to them. Ignoring Hirayama Kenichi's behavior, she continued to look down at the street scene.

Kwon Ji-yong also waved and greeted Hirayama Kenichi.

Hirayama Kenji waved to Kwon Ji-yong, said hello, and then looked away. There was still some distance between the two sides of the street; they couldn't exactly chat across the distance.

Anru Feng chatted casually with Hirayama Kenichi, her slender fingers unconsciously turning the Sprite pull tab.

Kwon Ji-yong also turned his head.

Before turning his gaze away, Kwon Ji-yong glanced at An Ru-feng, who was turned to the side and hadn't turned her head, and only vaguely caught a glimpse of half of her beautiful profile.

Kwon Ji-yong stopped looking and continued his conversation with his friend across from him.

After an unknown amount of time, the sunlight that had been dancing on the table in front of Kwon Ji-yong and on his body suddenly disappeared.

Kwon Ji-yong couldn't help but look up.

All that could be seen was a tall, slender figure entering the room.