In foreign countries, the morning is shrouded in a thin mist, and only sanitation workers and newspaper deliverymen can be seen on the streets.
In a small, damp basement, Su Qingyan was awakened by the sound of coughing from next door.
She was covered in cold sweat and it took her a moment to adjust to the reality after opening her eyes.
The ceiling was low and moldy, not the luxurious apartment with floor-to-ceiling windows and a view of the Seine that she remembered.
She was reborn!
"Damn it."
She cursed under her breath and sat up.
If she was allowed to be reborn, why wasn't she reborn three months in the past?
She was reborn into the three months she spent smuggling herself abroad.
From a highly sought-after heiress of the Su family, she has become an illegal immigrant who eloped with her ex-boyfriend and now makes a living washing dishes in an unlicensed restaurant.
Su Qingyan reached under the mattress and pulled out the tattered art magazine.
The cover features a report on Jin Ye's solo exhibition, his sharply defined face staring coldly at the camera.
The inside pages provide detailed coverage of his record-breaking auction results and his relationship with his recent muse.
"A muse? A model who can't speak, what makes her special?"
Did this person exist in a previous life?
Su Qingyan chuckled, then looked puzzled.
She clearly remembered that in her past life, she was a greeter at an art exhibition and was targeted by Jin Ye.
At the time, she looked down on this eccentric painter with a dark style.
This attitude amused Jin Ye, who frequently provided her with financial assistance, luring her into the manor from which she never returned.
Until her suicide, she returned to the state she hadn't been in when she applied for the job as a greeter at the art exhibition.
But now she's living in such a terrible state.
Three months ago, she was eager to leave the country to escape an arranged marriage.
She and her then-college boyfriend trusted the promises of a human smuggling agency, only to be swindled out of their savings and forced to work illegally abroad to pay off their debts.
Her boyfriend left her a month ago and ran off with a rich woman.
However, now that the tragedy has already occurred, and the future tragedy has not yet happened, Su Qingyan believes that this is fate giving her a second chance.
In this life, she absolutely cannot be imprisoned back in that manor.
“But how do we get back to China… We need to raise some money; one of his paintings can fetch an astronomical price at auction.”
Su Qingyan stood up, talking to herself.
She knew what the inside of the manor was like, so stealing an early painting by Jin Ye should be easy.
With this start-up capital, she can return to China and continue being the eldest daughter of the Su family!
But the manor was under a lot of surveillance, more than she could imagine.
She remembered that Jin Ye should still be frequently changing models at this time, so she could use this as an excuse to sneak into the manor.
Although the clothes were all sourced from the secondhand market, Su Qingyan used her aesthetic sense from her previous life to put together an outfit that matched the model Jin Ye had chosen.
Su Qingyan did not go to the company, but went directly to the outside of Jin Ye Manor.
The manor was so quiet it was almost desolate, with its iron gates tightly shut and high walls imposing.
She rang the doorbell and flashed a confident smile.
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
The butler's voice came through the walkie-talkie.
"Hello, I am Su Qingyan, a model introduced by the company, applying to be a model for Mr. Jin's works."
She spoke fluently in French, her voice sweet but not cloying.
"I'm sorry, miss, there may be a mistake on the company's part. Mr. Jin is no longer hiring any models."
After a brief silence, the butler responded.
"But the company asked me to come, and you might have misunderstood, I'm not an ordinary model, I have extensive experience as an artistic model, and I've worked with..."
Su Qingyan's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered.
"Miss, the company should send out a notice in the next few days. Mr. Jin already has an exclusive model and no longer needs anyone else. Please leave."
The housekeeper interrupted her.
Exclusive model?
impossible!
In the previous life, there were no so-called exclusive models at all!
Who is it? Is it that mute guy from recently?
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