Victory in Sight

Zhang Yang now had several million in cash on hand, and starting tomorrow, his daily cashback at midnight would rise to fifty thousand.

With that kind of income, spending eighty or a hundred thousand on a handbag was nothing.

Inside the Louis Vuitton boutique on the third floor.

Zhang Yang was listening to a sales assistant describe the handbags.

From purses to leather goods, from ones costing ten or twenty thousand to those priced at forty or fifty thousand—and, of course, the truly high-end LV bags from the Capucines collection.

"Mr. Zhang, you really should take a look at this one. It's absolutely perfect for your girlfriend." The sales assistant at Louis Vuitton hovered attentively around Zhang Yang as she introduced a Capucines mini crocodile bag.

It certainly wasn't cheap: 158,000.

Of course, for Zhang Yang, the price was manageable. It was only three days' cashback.

He had always believed that if you were going to give someone a gift, you should either not give one at all or make it count. So after the sales assistant repeatedly recommended it, he was genuinely tempted.

"Then how about this one?" Zhang Yang looked at her.

"Mr. Zhang, you really have an excellent eye," the sales assistant praised sincerely.

A little while later, he paid and picked up the bag.

Carrying the 158,000 LV bag, Zhang Yang went straight to his brand-new Bentley Continental GT.

Bei Wei was clearly feeling much better today.

Yesterday, her head had still been swimming. But after Zhang Yang came by and she drank the chicken soup he had made himself, the warmth spread through her body, and she immediately felt more than halfway recovered.

The sun was warm that morning, and Gu Jiani insisted on taking her shopping.

"Don't worry, we'll just look around nearby. We can stroll around and get some sunshine. That'll help you get over your cold faster," Gu Jiani urged.

"Then... all right." Bei Wei had no choice but to go along with her.

She had looked in the mirror. Her reflection was fresh-faced and natural, and there was no need to put on makeup. So she simply went out as she was.

"It's about time you got a new handbag, isn't it? I'll get you one for your birthday," Gu Jiani said on the way, glancing at the Coach bag in Bei Wei's hand.

"No, no. This one's fine. I'm not planning to replace it." Bei Wei smiled and slipped her phone into the bag.

She had spent several thousand on it, after all, and thought it was already quite nice.

Gu Jiani let out a quiet sigh for no apparent reason and murmured, "You deserve better, you know."

Her words had a double meaning. It was hard to tell whether she meant the bag or Bei Wei herself.

Bei Wei acted as if she hadn't heard. She kept her head down, sending messages now and then, a faint smile appearing on her face from time to time. She looked every bit like a woman in love.

The two of them made their way to a relatively quiet pedestrian street nearby and found an outdoor café. They each ordered a cup of coffee and sat in the sunshine, enjoying a leisurely moment.

"Showing off your relationship again. I really don't know what you see in him," Gu Jiani muttered, glancing at the phone on Bei Wei's table as it chimed.

Bei Wei finally looked up, her expression turning tender at once.

"He's just wonderful. He's mature and dependable, and he knows how to take care of me. Look, my colds usually last a week, but after drinking his chicken soup yesterday, I'm almost better today."

"All right, but what does that have to do with anything?" Gu Jiani was at a loss. "I remember you used to have really high standards. Back in college, you weren't interested in anyone except Senior Feng Ming, who was a year ahead of us. You had a crush on him, right?"

"Feng Ming?" Bei Wei looked blank for a moment, then seemed to remember. "Oh, him... Well, I did admire him back then."

"See? That's what your taste was really like." Gu Jiani burst out laughing.

"Honestly, I'd almost forgotten about it. We were all students back then. It was perfectly normal to admire a handsome senior who got good grades." Bei Wei spoke matter-of-factly.

"Besides, didn't he end up going abroad with the campus belle? They were inseparable."

Gu Jiani glanced toward the café not far away. "Have you ever wondered what it would be like if your old crush suddenly turned around one day and stood right in front of you?"

Bei Wei didn't understand what Gu Jiani meant.

The door of the café nearby opened gently. A tall, handsome man in a white shirt walked over with a smile and pulled out a chair.

"Long time no see, you two." He sat down casually.

Bei Wei stared at the man in front of her in astonishment, then looked at Gu Jiani, who seemed to have known all along.

"Surprised? I knew you would be." Feng Ming smiled ruefully. "Did you both think I was abroad, living happily ever after with Chen Xiao?"

"Uh... weren't you?" Bei Wei looked at the once-famous campus heartthrob, now a complete stranger, and struggled to make conversation.

There was nothing to talk about. They might as well have been strangers.

"Actually, we broke up a long time ago. The longer we were together, the more we realized our values were completely different. She wasn't the person I was looking for." Feng Ming gazed at Bei Wei. "You've barely changed over the past few years. You're still the same."

The Bei Wei before him was just as he remembered: fresh-faced and sweet.

Tsk.

How had he been so blind back then, missing such a hidden gem?

"I'm all right." Bei Wei was distracted, focused only on chatting with Zhang Yang.

When Zhang Yang found out she had gone for a walk while still sick, he had given her a stern scolding. Now he was getting ready to come pick her up.

Mm... Even though she'd been scolded, Bei Wei felt all warm inside.

"Bei Wei, I've moved back to Magic City for work." Seeing that Bei Wei kept her head down as she chatted, Feng Ming frowned slightly.

"Oh, that's great." Bei Wei gave him a perfunctory reply.

Seeing this, Gu Jiani gently nudged Bei Wei's leg under the table and whispered, "Bei Wei, it's not every day you run into an old classmate you haven't seen in years. At least make some small talk."

"What are you talking about?" Bei Wei found it amusing. "Jiani, Zhang and I are doing just fine. Why should I make small talk with a classmate I haven't seen in years and have had no contact with?"

"But he... Wait, you didn't ask Zhang Yang to come pick you up, did you?" Gu Jiani suddenly panicked. "Don't!"

She wasn't close to Zhang Yang. They had traded a few barbs, but there was no real animosity between them. If Zhang Yang showed up now, though, that would change.

She had agreed to help Senior Feng before she knew Zhang Yang was in the picture. She'd ended up playing the villain by sheer coincidence, and she accepted that.

But if the two men met now, wasn't it obvious who would come out on top? If Zhang Yang took a blow and lost heart because of this, honestly, that was the last thing she wanted.

"Why can't he come?" Bei Wei stared at Gu Jiani as she asked.

Gu Jiani met Bei Wei's clear, dark eyes, which reflected her own image, and swallowed every word she had been about to say.

"Th-then do whatever you want."

Feng Ming took a sip of coffee. "Bei Wei, what I mean by all this is..."

"Sorry, it's my boyfriend calling." Bei Wei stood up, picked up her handbag, and answered the phone as she walked away from the table.