Chapter 12: Ex-Girlfriend Zhou Ying

"Brother Qin! Does it look good?"

Xiao Ya excitedly thrust out her chest, showing off her impressive assets.

"It looks good."

Qin Ze nodded.

The two girls looked at each other, each seeing immense surprise and disbelief in the other's eyes.

The sales assistants nearby offered timely flattery:

"This outfit suits this young lady perfectly; it brings out her temperament completely!"

Qin Ze ignored their flattery, walked back to the sofa, and said to the lead sales assistant:

"Wrap up everything: the items just tried on, the new styles just selected, all the clothes, shoes, bags, and accessories."

The sales assistant's heart pounded fiercely.

"All of them?" She thought she had misheard.

"All of them!" Qin Ze confirmed.

"Then calculate the total; I'll pay by card directly."

The sales assistant's hands were trembling; she took the card and jogged to get the POS machine.

The other sales assistants immediately began packing.

Meanwhile, the other customers in the store were stunned.

They had seen rich people before, but never anyone this rich.

Even more so, they had never seen anyone spend so much money on two Spiritual Sisters.

Soon, the bill was printed.

The sales assistant presented the POS machine and the bill to Qin Ze with both hands, her voice trembling:

"Sir, the total is one hundred sixty-six thousand four hundred yuan; please confirm?"

One hundred sixty thousand.

Su Qingqing and Xiao Ya simultaneously gasped in shock.

Qin Ze didn't even blink; he directly entered his PIN on the POS machine.

Beep! Card transaction successful.

The sales assistant felt relieved, her smile blooming brightly like a flower.

"Thank you, sir! Welcome back next time!"

Qin Ze put away his card and looked at Su Qingqing and Xiao Ya, who were still in shock.

"Let's go; next store."

The two girls woke up as if from a dream and mechanically followed him out of Chanel.

Behind them, several sales assistants carried shopping bags printed with the double-C logo, escorting them all the way to the store entrance.

Stepping out of Chanel, Qin Ze didn't stop, heading straight for another store diagonally across the street.

Qin Ze moved as if sweeping up goods, taking Su Qingqing and Xiao Ya from store to store.

At every store, Qin Ze's routine was exactly the same:

Enter, point at the person, state the size, then order every single latest style.

Su Qingqing and Xiao Ya went from initial shock and panic, to numbness, and finally, they even began to somewhat enjoy this feeling of being treated like stars.

They enjoyed the sales assistants' service, which was so attentive it bordered on obsequious.

They enjoyed the envious and jealous glances from other female customers.

They enjoyed the fact that those luxury goods they once dared not even touch, only daring to glance at through the display windows, were now being bought in heaps, packed, and delivered into their hands.

When they finished visiting the last cosmetics store and Qin Ze was holding yet another pile of shopping bags, Xiao Ya finally couldn't hold back.

She grabbed Qin Ze's arm.

"Brother Qin, the way you swiped your card just now was simply too handsome!"

Xiao Ya looked at Qin Ze, her expression complex.

"Brother Qin, I now feel that if I don't devote myself to you, I'd be letting you down."

Hearing this, Su Qingqing pinched Xiao Ya's chest hard.

"Xiao Ya, don't speak such wild words when we're out in public!"

Xiao Ya indeed paid no heed:

"Although I'm not as beautiful as you, Qingqing, Brother Qin bought me so many things today and spent so much money..."

"I, I really don't know how to repay him!"

She paused, her voice becoming even softer:

"If Brother Qin also wants to keep me as a mistress, I'll agree immediately."

As she spoke, Xiao Ya blinked her big eyes.

Just then, Qin Ze's mobile phone vibrated.

He picked it up and took a look; it was a WeChat message from Jiang Wan.

"Senior Brother, I've resigned. The Manager approved it immediately and even wished me a bright future. 【Smiley Face】"

Following the text was a photo.

It was an LV monogram chain bag, already in hand.

Qin Ze smiled and replied with a message:

"Tomorrow night, I'll come over!"

After sending the reply, Qin Ze put away his mobile phone and looked at Su Qingqing and Xiao Ya.

The two of them carried shopping bags in both hands, large and small, their steps now somewhat unsteady.

"Brother Qin, my legs feel like they're about to break..." Su Qingqing said with a bitter face, "We've been walking for nearly three hours, right?"

Xiao Ya nodded repeatedly:

"Yes, Brother Qin, a full three hours without a cigarette!"

Qin Ze checked the time; indeed, they had been shopping long enough.

"Then let's find a place to rest," he said. "What do you want to eat?"

Su Qingqing waved her hand:

"Brother Qin, I don't want to eat anything right now; I just want to find a place to smoke a cigarette."

As she spoke, she pulled a pack of Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes from her newly bought Chanel clutch, her eyes filled with anticipation.

Xiao Ya's eyes lit up too:

"Yes, yes, yes! Let's smoke a cigarette and rest! I was suffocating in those stores earlier; if only we could smoke inside those luxury shops!"

Qin Ze laughed.

"Alright, let's go to the rooftop," Qin Ze said, pointing at the mall's directory sign. "There's an open-air tea house up there; the environment is nice."

The three took the elevator straight to the top floor.

The rooftop was designed as a sky garden, surrounded by greenery, with a semi-open tea house in the center.

Wooden tables and chairs were scattered everywhere, with some guests sitting there drinking tea and chatting.

Qin Ze found a seat by the edge and sat down; Su Qingqing and Xiao Ya immediately eagerly pulled out their cigarettes.

Su Qingqing lit a China cigarette, took a deep drag, then tilted her head back and exhaled a string of smoke rings, her blonde hair gently fluttering in the evening breeze.

That movement was practiced to an absurd degree; paired with the Chanel suit worth tens of thousands on her body, it created an indescribable sense of contrast.

Xiao Ya wore a little black dress, her deep V-neckline revealing glimpses of skin.

At this moment, she sat with her legs crossed, leaning sideways against the chair back, her cigarette-holding hand resting casually on the armrest while her other hand scrolled through her mobile phone.

Seeing that Qin Ze hadn't lit a cigarette yet, Su Qingqing directly handed him the one she had only taken a small puff from, then lit another for herself.

"Brother Qin, I have to go to the hospital tonight; my mom's surgery is the day after tomorrow, and I need to keep an eye on things."

Qin Ze nodded.

"Alright! You and Xiao Ya go together; if you need money, just call me!"

Just as the three were talking, at another tea table not far away,

two women were frequently glancing in their direction.

One of them wore a flight attendant uniform with exquisite makeup; it was Zhou Ying.

Sitting beside her was her best friend Jiang Manman, also wearing a flight attendant uniform, but with a more refined temperament.

"Qin Ze?"

At this moment, Zhou Ying's gaze was fixed unblinkingly on Qin Ze.

Ever since Qin Ze brought the two girls up to the rooftop, her eyes had not left them.

Upon seeing the two girls beside Qin Ze, Zhou Ying's first reaction was shock.

Those two girls were too beautiful.

Although both girls' hair colors were very non-mainstream, one golden and one purple,

their features were indeed exquisite, and their figures were good too.

Especially the one wearing the Chanel suit; her temperament was clean to an absurd degree.

How was this possible?

How could Qin Ze possibly know such good-looking girls? And two at once?

A thought quickly flashed through Zhou Ying's mind.

This must be Qin Ze trying to make me angry!

"No wonder my card has been frozen since yesterday; I called and you didn't answer, I sent messages and you didn't reply, playing hide-and-seek with me."

"So you're playing this game, deliberately bringing two women to flash in front of me, trying to provoke me?"

Jiang Manman looked carefully at Qin Ze's table, her brows slightly furrowed:

"Yingying, look at what those two girls are wearing; it's all the latest Chanel collection. A full outfit costs at least tens of thousands."

"Fakes!" Zhou Ying stated decisively.

"They must be high-quality counterfeits!"

"Don't I know what kind of person Qin Ze is? Where would he get the money to pick up girls wearing Chanel?"

"I think he just hired two bar hostesses, dressed them in fakes, to put on a show in front of me, trying to make me jealous?"

"Hmph, men are always so childish!"