They surrounded me right after the breakup.

My day trip to Paris went by in a flash.

Xiao Xiao took a quick look around the Louvre and snapped dozens of photos of the Mona Lisa, most of them selfies with a worried expression.

I arrived at the Seine River in the evening, just as the sun was setting.

The river surface was dyed a dark gold color, and the cruise ships slowly sailed by, leaving trails of shimmering light.

Xiao Xiao was leaning on the railing, marveling at how beautiful Paris was, when Jiang Han grabbed her by the back of the collar and pulled her back.

"Don't fall and embarrass your countrymen."

When it got completely dark, the iron tower lit up, and the entire riverbank was bathed in golden light.

After playing for a while, everyone is a bit tired.

Jiang Han glanced at his watch and said, "That's about enough. I've had the butler make a reservation; it's on me tonight."

Wang Jing chimed in, "We'll follow President Jiang's arrangements."

The twins naturally had no objections.

They walked all day and only ate a few roasted chestnuts; their legs were sore.

However, the fact that I exercised last night also played a part.

The extended Lincoln drove the group to the vicinity of the opera house.

After getting off the bus, we turned into a quiet street, where a 19th-century Ottoman building stood.

A bronze plaque is embedded in the exterior wall, engraved with the chef's name.

The restaurant is on the second floor.

The stairs were covered with a burgundy carpet, making no sound when you stepped on them.

The hall is not large, with only 9 tables, and each table is spaced far apart.

The chandelier overhead is about half a person's height, and the candle-shaped bulbs illuminate the entire space warmly.

Several dark oil paintings hung on the wall, and the firewood in the fireplace burned brightly, crackling occasionally.

The air was filled with the scents of butter, truffles, and old wood.

They were mixed together, like a scene from a movie from the last century.

The waiter led them to a private room inside.

Jiang Han handed his coat to the waiter and pulled out a chair to sit down.

Wang Jing and Sandra sat side by side on one side, the twins sat opposite them, and Xiao Xiao and Song Wanning sat on either side of Jiang Han.

From the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the roof of the opera house at the end of the street, with the Parisian night view in the background.

The menu arrived with a hard cover and a gold-stamped title.

Jiang Han didn't look at the price list and just asked the head chef for recommendations.

The waiter announced the dishes at an extremely fast pace, from langoustines to Bresse chicken to slow-cooked veal cheeks.

After listening, Jiang Han said, "Arrange it! Pick the best ones."

The waiter left, but returned a while later.

Holding the wine list in both hands, he stood leaning slightly to the side of Jiang Han.

Jiang Han took it, flipped through two pages, pointed to the "treasure of the store" on the collector's edition page, and asked:

"Do you still have any of this in your wine cellar?"

"Sir, you have excellent taste. There's only one bottle left in the cellar of the 1998 Montrachet Grand Cru."

"Brother Wang, a little drink tonight won't interfere with business, will it?"

Jiang Han asked Wang Jing for his opinion with a wicked smile.

He knew in his heart that the main battlefield in Paris would never be at the dinner table.

Brother Wang risked his life last night to make his money back, so he can't possibly be idle tonight.

Drinking too much alcohol... cough cough! It affects performance!

Wang Jing understood immediately: "A little bit won't hurt, hahaha!"

"Okay, I'll take the wine."

Jiang Han didn't hesitate at all; what he liked was scarcity.

Just like when he saw the elven twins at Fashion Week.

Because it is rare and precious, it tastes even more delicious.

This applies to wine, and even more so to people.

The waiter paused for a moment; he hadn't even quoted the price yet!

"Sir, to confirm, the price of this wine is 2 euros."

"Alright, alright, I got it..."

Jiang Han waved his hand impatiently, saying that there was no difference between 200 and 2.

The twin sisters personally experienced the unpretentious allure of money.

It’s too shocking!

Claudia's fingers, resting on her knees, unconsciously tightened around the hem of her skirt, and Isabella turned her head to look at her.

The Ritz Hotel has high room rates, but without experiencing a face-to-face quote process, it lacks a direct understanding of the costs.

It's nowhere near as good as the order in front of you.

Before the drinks were even served, both of them sat up even straighter.

Sandra, however, remained calm and smiled as she laid out the napkin for Wang Jing.

The waiter held the bottle up with a white cloth and bent down to confirm the label and vintage for Jiang Han.

Once the guest nods, use a wine knife to cut open the foil and pull out the cork.

The wine was poured into the decanter; it was a deep red with hints of brick color, and the aroma wafted out from the bottle opening.

"Pour some for everyone first."

Jiang Han waved his hand, and the clear red wine slowly dripped down the side of the glass.

Xiao Xiao leaned closer and smelled it, then immediately wrinkled her little nose.

"Yue~ It smells like old wood from a warehouse."

"Bullshit! It's clearly called 'aged aroma'!" Jiang Han glared at her.

"Oh, that's really high-class."

The appetizer served was langoustines with lemon butter sauce.

In the center of the white porcelain plate, several pieces of shrimp meat are stacked into the shape of flower petals.

The shrimp meat is translucent, with dark black caviar crumbs wrapped around the edges.

Sandra took a small amount with her fork and savored it.

The twins imitated their elders' movements very well.

The main courses were served one after another in order.

Pan-fried Bresse chicken is served, its skin golden brown and crispy.

When you cut it open, juice seeps out.

The waiter served everyone their cutlery and replaced it with new knives and forks.

Xiao Xiao ate enthusiastically, her cheeks bulging, and she even licked Song Wanning's lips.

"Wanning, eat up! You have such a great figure, you'll never gain weight!"

Song Wanning smiled on the spot.

Jiang Han was cutting meat, ignoring the two women.

The waiter approached again and brought over a small copper pot.

Inside was tender, stewed veal cheek meat, with the bottom of the pot still bubbling away.

The meat was coated with a sauce that was so dark it resembled chocolate.

It was served alongside caramelized carrots and mashed potatoes.

The mashed potatoes were piled up like a small mountain, and a piece of gold leaf was pressed on top.

"Pure gold?" Wang Jing clicked his tongue.

"It's for decoration, not for you to eat."

Claudia whispered, "This meal is better than we've eaten in a month."

Isabella nodded, the light in her eyes was unmistakable, she was so happy she was almost out of her mind.

Xiao Xiao's desire to perform was at its peak throughout.

Having decided to play Jiang Han's good younger sister, she naturally gave it her all.

She would serve food to her brother one minute, and then scoop the side dishes that Jiang Han didn't want to eat onto her own plate the next.

Finally, she picked up her wine glass and stared at Jiang Han with a smile.

"Brother Han, I salute you!"

"I'm going to eat Michelin every day with my good brother. I'm sure I'll gain 10 pounds when I get back."

Jiang Han clinked glasses with his and gave him a look that approved of his acting skills.

The Oscars won't be given to you; they're all acting awards.

Song Wanning was amused by the two of them chatting and laughing, and her expression completely relaxed.

When everyone was slightly tipsy, dessert was served.

Sea salt caramel mille-feuille, with thin layers of pastry stacked on top of each other, coated with a glossy caramelized sugar coating.

The waiter cut the food into small pieces for everyone and served it with vanilla ice cream.

Jiang Han took only one bite before putting down his fork and watching Xiao Xiao scrape the plate clean.

Most of the wine was drunk by the three beautiful European women, whose fair skin had turned rosy.

The twin sisters, in particular, were slightly tipsy and their smiles were especially charming.

This gives the already rare varieties a new flavor.

Women taste even better when they're slightly tipsy!

After dinner, it was around 8:30 pm.

Paris's nightlife is just beginning.

"There are shopping areas nearby, let's go check it out."

Although Jiang Han is a scumbag, he understands women's psychology.

Why do so many people still rush to pursue someone who is a complete scumbag?

Because it's really comfortable to be around them.

A good "scumbag" will always bring back gifts for his girlfriends when he goes abroad.

It expresses that even though she is in another bed, she still misses him.

……