Chapter 415
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Paris was a paradise for shopping. From the first day they arrived in Paris, Zhao Meng had been clamoring to go shopping, but because of work, they had to endure it all the way until the day before they had to fly back to Beijing. Only then did Qiao Anhao and Zhao Meng have the time to go shopping.
Before Zhao Meng went shopping, she drew up a shopping list. When they left the house, Qiao Anhao looked at the long list of things Zhao Meng had jotted down. She even complained that Zhao Meng was being willful when she was rich. In the end, when they started shopping, Qiao Anhao, who originally didn't plan on buying anything, bought more than Zhao Meng. In the end, when she couldn't carry all the shopping bags by herself, she asked Zhao Meng to help her. Zhao Meng looked at the large and small bags in their hands. Eighty percent of them were Qiao Anhao's. She couldn't help but retort back, "Qiao Qiao, you really have the nerve to say that I'm being willful when I'm rich. I think you're the one who's being willful!"
Then Zhao Meng shook her head, and with an envious tone, she said, "But, there's no helping it. Who told you to have such a rich husband like Mr. Lu!"
Qiao Anhao was originally leaning against the Chanel counter, choosing a necklace. When she heard Zhao Meng's words, her fingers trembled, and the necklace in her hand fell straight onto the counter. Qiao Anhao hurriedly apologized to the sales lady with an unnatural expression. Then, she pointed at the two necklaces she had her eyes on and asked the sales lady to wrap them up.
Zhao Meng and Qiao Anhao finally went to Hermes. Before they came, Zhao Meng had already chosen a men's wallet online to give to her boyfriend. When she asked the sales lady to wrap it up for her, she asked Qiao Anhao, "Qiao Qiao, don't you want to choose a gift to bring back to Mr. Lu?"
Qiao Anhao, who was standing to the side, paused for a long while before shaking her head. She lowered her eyes and didn't make a sound, making it hard to tell what she was thinking.
When the two of them came out of Hermes, they were already exhausted. They found a nearby cafe to rest.
Zhao Meng took out her phone and took two photos of her afternoon's battle, posting them on her social media. She glanced at Qiao Anhao, who was staring out the window in a daze. She picked up her phone and took a photo of her. Passing the phone to Qiao Anhao, she said, "Here, Qiao Qiao, I took a good photo for you right? You can post it on Weibo."
After a pause, Zhao Meng continued, "Qiao Qiao, as your manager, I feel that I have the obligation to remind you that you haven't updated your Weibo in a long time."
Qiao Anhao retracted her gaze and took her phone. She glanced at the photo that Zhao Meng had taken of her. Seeing that there were no problems, she uploaded it onto Weibo with the caption: France, Paris, Finished.
After posting on Weibo, she typed the three words "Lu Jinnian" into the search box out of habit. Just as she was about to click on the search button, her fingers curled slightly, and she exited Weibo.
Qiao Anhao stared at her phone for a long time. She opened her photo album and clicked on the photo that she had secretly taken of her sleeping with Lu Jinnian.
In the past half a month, she had been busy with work, and there were some people that she didn't want to touch, so her life had been normal. But today, when she suddenly heard his name from Zhao Meng's mouth, she realized that her longing for him was deeply rooted in her blood and bones.
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