Beep beep beep.
A notification sound indicating successful payment was heard on the POS machine.
Qin Xue maxed out her bank card and booked a private room at a nearby upscale restaurant.
"Wow, this place must cost 5000 euros per person, right?"
"Brother Huainan is so lucky!"
A group of poor students walked in, completely out of place with the restaurant's atmosphere.
Qin Xue raised her head.
Soon, Chu Huainan became a genius painter with a net worth of hundreds of millions.
At that time, they would be eager to see Chu Huainan.
She had personally witnessed how those so-called celebrities shamelessly tried to curry favor with Chu Huainan at the auction.
"Please sit down."
She gracefully pulled out the head chair, but her fingertips trembled when she saw the prices on the menu.
Damn the exchange rate, this meal will probably wipe out half a year's living expenses.
Chu Huainan glanced at the menu, then leaned closer, exuding the scent of cheap cologne.
"How about we go somewhere else?"
His warm breath brushed against the back of her ear.
For some reason, Qin Xue recalled the scent of the high-end, custom-made perfume Cosimo was wearing.
"Need not."
She pushed him away and deliberately raised her voice: "My proposal ceremony will naturally be held in the best restaurant."
It's as if they're using this high-profile approach to prove that their choice was right.
Beneath the crystal chandelier, the glass ring refracted a cheap light.
Qin Xue forced herself to put it on her ring finger despite her disgust.
Suddenly, she was pulled into Chu Huainan's arms.
His beer-smelling lips pressed down, leaving a wet trail at the corner of her mouth.
"Wife, I love you, I really, really love you."
The group of friends around them clapped their hands: "Wow, congratulations Huainan and Qin! You guys really went to the trouble of treating us to such an expensive restaurant!"
Qin Xue forced a smile.
The group of cronies around Chu Huainan were completely holding him back. These people never did anything right, spending their days loafing around under the guise of sketching.
With them by his side, Chu Huainan will never have a chance to rise in the world.
Fortunately, they lost contact after returning to China.
Under her supervision, Chu Huainan will surely become a world-renowned genius painter, just like in his previous life.
Qin Xue was daydreaming about life after returning to China, while Chu Huainan leaned against the door frame.
"Ah Xue, are we really leaving so soon? Why don't we stay a few more days? You've been in Paris for so long, don't you have any feelings for it at all? Every blade of grass and every tree here represents our youthful days."
While Qin Xue was in the restroom, Chu Huainan tried to persuade her.
"No, I have to go back immediately, I can't wait a moment longer."
Before Qin Xue could finish speaking, she heard arguing coming from inside the private room.
They rushed over in a great hurry.
The door to the private room was open, and Chu Huainan's best friend was grabbing the waiter by the hair, yelling fiercely, "You look down on people, huh? Let me tell you, this is discrimination, I'm going to sue you!"
"Sir, please calm down! I didn't mean anything by it, but I really can't open that bottle of Romanée-Conti for you..."
They wanted to continue drinking, but not knowing the proper etiquette, they ordered the most expensive bottle of red wine.
The waiter looked troubled and told them they couldn't order it, which made the group start acting crazy.
"Say it again?"
The female student immediately picked up her phone, shoved it in the waiter's face, and drunkenly yelled, "Are you looking down on people? I'll expose you right now and let the whole world see your true colors!"
The guests passing by outside the private room watched this scene with amusement, and Qin Xue's face turned from red to white.
"Enough!"
She yanked the waiter away: "I told him not to bring the red wine! Look at all of you, drunk and looking like alcoholics. Are you even fit to drink?"
"I'm sorry." Qin Xue took out a tip from her wallet and handed it to the waiter. "It was our fault today."
"It doesn't matter."
The waiter, who was also Chinese, gave Chu Huainan's friends a meaningful look and nodded to Qin Xue.
Qin Xue bowed apologetically.
Although she wasn't born into a wealthy family, Qin Xue never bowed or scraped to anyone from childhood to adulthood.
After getting together with Chu Huainan, she herself forgot how many things she had done for Chu Huainan and his friends, and how many times she had apologized.
"Ah Xue, you shouldn't have humiliated my brother like that. It's just a bottle of red wine. If you don't want to buy it, I'll pay for it. Let them drink it if they want."
Once things calmed down, Chu Huainan started being sarcastic and sarcastic.
The female classmate who had been shouting the loudest glanced at Chu Huainan and comforted him, "Brother Huainan, Sister Qin Xue has had a tough time too. Don't stir things up. She must have her reasons for doing this."
"That's still not allowed..."
For the first time, Qin Xue felt powerless.
He raised his head, his previous arrogance and pride gone.
I happened to see a scene of singing and dancing on the second floor.
A woman in a cheongsam danced slowly, while a row of guests sat around her dining.
Cosimo and Fu Yu were among them.
The inside and outside of the window seem like two parallel worlds.
But who could have imagined that in her past life, Qin Xue was also sitting by that window, enjoying top-notch Japanese cuisine while casually watching the singers dance?
...
Fu Yu took a sip of red wine, as if she could feel a burning gaze coming from some unknown direction.
Looking around, I saw nothing.
I got up and only saw the backs of a group of people outside the window.
"What's wrong?"
Cosimo instinctively grabbed her hand, afraid she might leave at any moment.
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