Chapter 814: The Wasteful Queen, Old Friends Reunion

rhaps the daylight streaming into the room gave her a slight sense of security. The loose handle on the glass door made her more inclined to believe that the screw had simply fallen out naturally.She...The Champs-lysées, a global hub for luxury jewelry, a paradise for women. Even though these two women weren't exactly friendly, the sight of so many beautiful goods, high-end handbags, glittering diamonds and dazzling jewelry lifted their spirits considerably.

Qiao Bao'er was spoiled by Jun Zhi, and she developed a bad habit of not looking at prices when she shopped.

She wants every single one of them.

Linda stood quietly to the side, watching in astonishment what it meant to spend money lavishly and without restraint.

At the same time, I felt even more disdain for her as a woman driven by material desires.

Having visited several shops, every salesperson treated Qiao Bao'er like a big shot, showering her with attention.

Perhaps out of a tinge of jealousy, when Qiao Bao'er had chosen 12 designer bags and was about to check out, Linda told her that there was a daily limit on her credit card.

Linda followed Qiao Bao'er, responsible only for swiping her card to pay and filling in the address to send it to the hotel.

"What does that mean"

As the young mistress of the lord's household for so long, she had never considered that they might run out of money.

Linda said in a reproachful tone, "Of those three identical ones, you can just take one color."

But I have decision-making difficulties.

Qiao Bao'er suddenly understood, this was a roundabout way of saying she spent too much money. Jun Zhimu's card wouldn't have any limits.

"I'm not broke, Qiao Baoer said super confidently as she pulled out a savings card from her bag and slapped it on the table, "I'll pay myself. Do you think I don't have money!"

I was trying to be cool, but I overdid it.

The teller told her that her card balance was insufficient.

"Impossible!"

"Can't you accept UnionPay here Don't look down on Chinese people, I have tens of billions in this card."

Jo Bao'er wasn't really putting on a show, because the card didn't belong to her; it belonged to Tang Yu.

"Madam, I'm so sorry. Would you please try another card"

Linda didn't expect Qiao Baier to be so stupid as to slap herself across the face with such a loud, crisp sound. She was a little gleeful, anticipating her embarrassed expression.

To everyone's surprise, Qiao Baoer suddenly wore an angry expression.

Seizing her phone, she rushed outside and angrily called her brother, "Raphael, you bastard! Tell me! Where did all that money go"

"What! You lost it all in the stock market... everything, gone!"

"You damn spendthrift! You spent all of Tang Yu's money! Go to hell! Just wait until I get back, you'll know!"

Linda thought to herself that the man on the phone was just like Qiao Bao'er, a wastrel. It was pot calling the kettle black.

"Miss, would you still like your twelve bags" the clerks inquired softly.

Joe Baoer was indignant, "No no no!"

Being indecisive is annoying enough, but thinking about her jerk of a brother makes it even worse.

Linda always anticipates that if she can't afford it, she will be very embarrassed.

"As for the result, Qiao Bao'er didn't show any embarrassment at all, instead she acted arrogantly. 'Am I supposed to eat street food now I'm using Jun Zhi Mu's money, does that have anything to do with you If you earned so much money, you should spend it. Otherwise, the market wouldn't be able to circulate currency, humph!'"

I found an outdoor cafe, I said I wanted to eat street food before, but unfortunately the minimum consumption here is not cheap.

"Why am I so poor"

Jo Bao'er rummaged through her bag, but only found lipstick, perfume, and 500 euros in cash. She had originally planned to use the 500 euros as a tip.

The watch and jewelry I bought crazily on the Champs-lysées have all been sent to the hotel. If she had some cash on hand right now, she would not hesitate to use it to pay for the meal.

"Miss, what can I get for you"

Qiao Ba'er was despondent, forgetting that she was in a foreign country and blurted out in Chinese, "You deal with it yourself, I only have 500 yuan left, including your tip. I'm broke."

"Actually, 500 euros can also buy a decent meal in France."

A female voice from above was speaking Chinese as well, apparently amused by this customer.

Qiao Baoer raised her head, just about to say something, but suddenly felt that this waiter looked a little familiar.

"...Miss, here's our menu. Just point to what you want to eat. You can eat first and pay later; don't worry about the cost."

This waiter was very professional. Just by looking at Qiao Baoer's attire, he knew she was a wealthy person and definitely wouldn't worry about the cost of the meal.

"But Qiao Bao'er stared at her intently, asking, 'Haven't I met you before' "

The other party replied politely, "Maybe you think I look familiar because I'm Chinese. Foreigners always say that we Chinese people look very similar."

"That's right, Fangmei couldn't possibly have come all the way from China to France,"

Jo Bao'er muttered to herself and then instructed, "I'm not hungry. Get me a few French dishes that are particularly unique. Here's 500 for you as a tip, I'll have someone else pay the bill later."

Seeing Linda, who was walking very slowly, the moment she said “Call someone over to pay”, he immediately got scared. He hurried forward and stopped the waiter, saying, "Whatever she wants to eat, just let her order it. I'll be responsible for paying."

The waiter ignored Linda and instead looked at Qiao Baoer with a complicated expression, hesitantly asking, "Excuse me, did you just say the name 'Fang Mei'"

This is her Chinese name, she's been in France for too long, and it's been too long since she heard people call her this name.

Qiao Baoer suddenly stood up, her voice excited, "Are you Fang Mei Why are you pretending not to know me!" She was a little angry.

Fang Mei was stunned, and after a long while of deliberation, she tentatively said a name, " Qiao Bao'er"

Qiao Bao'er narrowed her eyes and leaned closer, asking with a menacing tone, "Don't I look like it"

"Your personality is still the same as before." Fang Mei, meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land, was filled with joy and burst into laughter. " Qiao Ba'er, you're really different, you've become more curvaceous and have an air of wealth about you."

Joe Baoer was terribly depressed.

Here is another one saying she is fat.

"Fang Mei, you dyed your hair and got eyelashes, I could still recognize you. How come you can't recognize me Besides gaining some weight, what else is different about me"

Fang Mei still smiled reservedly as she always had, "Your temperament is different, you've become mature now, very feminine."

"After I graduated from high school, I applied for a study abroad program in France and have been living here ever since. Qiao Baoer, what about you You look like you're visiting France for tourism."

< Qiao Baoer spoke quickly, "I came with a man on business." >

Fang Mei's face flushed with embarrassment. She wasn't sure how to continue the conversation, as it had been so long since they last met. All their past memories were of the purest and most beautiful days of their school years.

Judging by Qiao Bao'er's clothes and accessories, the man she mentioned must be either very wealthy or from a noble family.

Actually, she had been in France for many years. Especially when she first arrived, many old men approached her. They were wealthy and powerful, attracted to her youth and beauty. Living abroad can be tough, and some people choose shortcuts. She wouldn't look down on them; life forces their hands.

Fāng Méi seemed to have something on her mind. She remembered how hard she had worked during high school, struggling to make ends meet. She didn't want to talk about her embarrassing past experiences.

Qiao Bao'er didn't know what she was thinking, but she said boldly, "Actually, my husband, you've met him before."

"Your husband"

Fang Mei's face was full of surprise, "You're married!"

"Is it strange that I got married"

Qiao Bao'er purposely showed off the large diamond ring on her hand. She didn't seem to be showing off, but rather indicating that she was a married woman.

"Jo Bao'er, you're not even 30 yet, how could you be willing to get married so early I remember you had countless suitors. I thought with your personality, you would even embrace singlehood."

Probably because I've been in France for a while, people here like romance but not responsibility, and they don't like getting married.

"I also had two more sons," Qiao Bao'er added.

Fang Mei's mouth hung agape in surprise. "My goodness, you actually became a mother! It's so unlike our predictions back then. I can't believe it."

"And you"

Fang Mei's eyes held a hint of bitterness, "I'm still single. I have a boyfriend, but he doesn't seem to care much about me. It feels like I'm just an option."

I don't want to talk too much about the hardships of my life, so I immediately changed the subject: "By the way, Qiao Baoer, do you know Song Mengmeng She was the silliest and most goofy girl in our dorm back then."

Jo Baoer nodded.

"Song Mengmeng also got married very early, and she actually married our junior from elementary school."

"Which freshman"

"Sima An ah."

Qiao Bao'er looked puzzled, unable to recall.

Fang Mei had no choice but to give up. Qiao Bao'er didn't like to remember other people; it was already good that she could remember herself and her roommates like Song Mengmeng.

Old friends reunited, the two chatted excitedly like they were full of chicken blood. Fang Mei asked her boss for half a day off to sit with them at a table and reminisce about their carefree campus life.

The shop served several plates of appetizers, and Qiao Bao'er particularly loved one plate of mushrooms, directly finishing two portions.

Until it was almost 5 PM, Jun Zhimu called her to go back to the hotel, "You can just eat by yourself, I don't want to go back." Qiao Baoer wanted to get rid of him.

But Fang Mei was afraid that she would implicate Qiao Bao'er, and have her wealthy husband scold her, so she repeatedly persuaded her to leave.

The two exchanged contact information and made plans to meet the next day, with Fang Mei acting as their tour guide as they explored France.

But an accident happened that night.

Qiao Bao'er seemed to have eaten the wrong thing and was sent to the emergency room for an enema in the middle of the night. Jun Zhimu got very angry about this and scolded Linda, who innocently said where she had been that day and what restaurants she had eaten at.

Even when Qiao Bao'er was still pale and lying in a hospital bed, the first thing she thought about when she opened her eyes was her date with Fang Mei.

I opened my phone and received a message from the other party: "I'm sorry, Qiao Baor, there was a major incident at the restaurant where I work. I've been very busy lately, so I can't go on a trip with you."

Qiao Bao'er's mind was still a bit fuzzy, she rubbed her temples, feeling like something had happened that involved her.company, it would be so relaxing! And after he passes away, half of his assets will go to you."Mother Zhu kept persuading her, "Xiao Zhu, look at our background and status. Tell me, what kind of man...