They surrounded me right after the breakup.

After dinner, the group headed straight to the trendy shopping mall.

The shop windows on both sides of the Champs-Élysées are dazzlingly bright.

Jiang Han took the lead and went straight into the nearest luxury boutique.

The sales assistant came up to us and first glanced at the crowd.

After a brief 0.2-second eye contact, I knew I was going to close a deal tonight.

The scenario of a sales manager looking down on others, which is common in literary works, will never occur.

Regardless of Jiang Han's glamorous attire and his overall demeanor, he clearly wasn't an ordinary person.

Even if you replace him with a slovenly guy who has absolutely no spending power...

Sales staff from reputable brands will not show any disdain.

As working people, they have received professional training.

Unjustifiably belittling others will not only have a negative impact on the brand image.

They might even miss out on potential future customers.

When the saleswoman saw several beautiful women surrounding Jiang Han.

They quickly identified him as the leading financier.

"Good evening, sirs. What would you like to see?"

"Just browsing, I'll buy whatever suits me."

Jiang Han's tone was similar to that of someone browsing a convenience store.

Wang Jing, having learned his lesson, remained silent, simply linking arms with Sandra and acting as a tourist in the middle.

Xiao Xiao was the most unceremonious; once she entered the store, she was like a fish in water.

He picked up a bag here and grabbed two coats there.

Xiao Xiao looked around, then suddenly took out her phone and started a video call in her six-person best friend group.

The phone rang three times, and Lin Yaoyao was the first to answer.

A face wearing a face mask pops up on the screen, with the sofa in the living room of the Beech Manor as the background.

She was startled when she saw the crystal chandelier and rows of glass display cases in the camera lens.

"Damn it, Xiao Xiao, where are you at this hour?"

"you guess?"

Xiao Xiao flipped the camera around and scanned the store.

"Paris Spring? Champs-Élysées?" Lin Yaoyao's voice instantly rose in pitch.

"Yeah, I'm helping my sisters take care of their boyfriends."

Xiao Xiao turned the camera back, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons with a smile.

"I'll have him say hello to you."

The camera pans to the side, revealing Jiang Han standing in the shoe section, holding a new pair of pearl-buckled loafers.

She turned her head and raised her chin towards the camera.

Liu Meng joined the group chat at some point: "Wow, this looks really lively!"

Then Qiu Siyao squeezed in, and the screen froze for a moment.

Then there's her with her hair down, her face close to the camera.

"Honey, what are you buying for Xiao Xiao?"

Xiao Xiao immediately corrected, "What little Xiao Xiao? I'm everyone's little sister."

"Now, each of you can choose a gift, but those who are slow will miss out."

"Really?" Lin Yaoyao's face mask wrinkled from laughing.

"Then I won't be polite! Jiang Han, I want that bag."

Lin Yaoyao pointed to a particular style that appeared on the screen.

Jiang Han didn't even look at it, and gestured to the sales assistant: "I'll take this one."

The sales assistants were busy picking up the goods.

Liu Meng said she wanted a silk scarf, so Qiu Siyao chose an evening bag.

Xia Yutong also came online, and the first thing she said was that she wanted to put a tie on her dad.

Then she added quietly that she had also taken a liking to a watch.

Jiang Han's answer was just one word: Buy!

"Sister Yutong, you could have just said you wanted to buy it for yourself, instead of using Uncle Xia as an excuse." Xiao Xiao grinned mischievously.

"Shut up." Xia Yutong's camera trembled, clearly showing her laughter.

Shen Qingning was the last to enter, and she was sitting on the bed wearing a bathrobe.

He pointed the camera at the area above his collarbone and spoke lazily.

"I don't want it anymore, I can't fit into all the Paris styles."

"No way, Sister Qingning, you're so magnanimous. Everyone else has already chosen you, and you're still acting all high and mighty."

Shen Qingning rolled her eyes.

"Okay, just pick out a few pairs of stockings for me, the style doesn't matter."

There has never been any objection to Shen Qingning's innate black silk sacred body.

Laughter filled the group chat.

No one is making sarcastic remarks about Xiao Xiao sneaking off to Paris anymore.

The little girl was so proud that she wagged her tail.

Jiang Han didn't expose her, treating himself as an emotionless card-swiping machine.

The sales assistant was so busy that she barely had time to breathe, and her smile was so wide it was almost impossible to keep up.

She had never seen such a scene before.

A young man with an Asian face, accompanied by beautiful women of various styles, treats the shop like a wholesale market.

"Sir, we have arranged to pack your selected items. Would you like them delivered to your hotel or picked up here?"

"Pick it up here, no! We'll wrap it up and deliver it to your car."

"Yes, sir." The saleswoman paused slightly, then bowed again.

When it came time to pay, Jiang Han casually pulled out his black gold card and handed it over.

The twins stood in the corner watching, their shock going beyond just the amount of money.

Isabella said to her sister, "We really should go to Asia."

Claudia nodded in deep agreement.

By the time they had finished buying everything, Song Wanning's face had turned as dark as it could possibly be.

From the moment she entered the store, she was never asked what to choose.

Jiang Han didn't ask either.

Song Wanning stood beside the coat rack, her fingers resting on the cuffs of her misty blue coat.

It's not very expensive for her annual income; she can easily afford it herself.

But she wanted more than just the clothes themselves.

Xiao Xiao had anticipated this situation.

Quietly turning her back, she pulled out a small square box tied with a white silk ribbon from the gift box.

He walked up to Song Wanning and shoved it into her hand.

"Sister Wanning, Jiang Han bought this for you," Xiao Xiao said softly.

He was too embarrassed to give it to you.

Song Wanning looked down at the box in her hand and opened it suspiciously.

There was a lipstick lying inside.

When she looked up, she met Jiang Han's face, which he had turned away from.

He turned his back to her, as if nothing had happened.

Song Wanning's lips twitched as she gripped the box tightly.

The sweeping operation then proceeded more smoothly.

Wang Jing picked out a necklace for Sandra, while Xiao Xiao commented on the size.

When everything was finished, it was almost 10:20.

When everyone returned to the hotel, the doorman had to run back and forth three times to pick up all their bags.

As soon as she entered the hotel lobby, Song Wanning hurriedly went to the washroom on the first floor.

I can't wait to go to my room upstairs.

Jiang Han noticed her frowning and assumed she wasn't feeling well.

Song Wanning did not return to her hotel.

After witnessing her unusual behavior, Jiang Han dared not bring it up again.

I just hope that things will go peacefully in Paris.

At worst, we can just ask our little brothers to do some more work.

With this mindset, Jiang Han prepared to continue the battle from last night.

However, Song Wanning seemed a little embarrassed after returning from the restroom.

"You should get some rest tonight."

"I can't be with you for that."

Song Wanning paused, as if she had made a great decision.

"Don't go looking for anyone else, okay?"

"I'll pay you back!"

Jiang Han was stunned.

Is this something that can actually help you recover?

He quickly realized that Song Wanning had started her period.

"Oh, you get some rest. I'm going to play cards with Brother Wang tonight."

After saying that, Jiang Han ran away in a flash.

Young men often complain that their period comes at the wrong time.

Only middle-aged men who have actually been married understand the true value of this.

There are always a few days each month when you can comfortably avoid paying your grain tax.

None of my family members understand!

Jiang Han verbally agreed, but his actions did not match his words.

He did not return to the suite he had booked.

I didn't want to lie in bed and hear Wang Jing making grunting noises.

Jiang Han went directly to the twin sisters' door.

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