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Pointing at the coffee that had already gone cold on the table, Zhou Qian said, "Give it a try. Imported coffee—one cup costs two hundred yuan. A lot of people never get to drink it in their entire lives."

Two hundred yuan!

Nan Xian was startled. He only made fifty yuan a day from his part-time job, and this tiny cup cost two hundred?! "What, scared? This is high society, not something you can imagine. Don't worry, you won't be paying today."

"Qianqian, that's not what I meant. I..."

Zhou Qian raised a hand to cut Nan Xian off. "It doesn't matter what you meant. Today, I just want to tell you that I'm dumping you. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other, and it'd be best if there were no more ties between us in the future. Also, I threw away the scarf, gloves, and jar of hand-folded stars you gave me. If you want them back, go look in the trash can downstairs from the dormitory yourself."

"Qianqian, what are you saying? Don't joke like this, okay..."

Nan Xian froze, forcing out a bitter smile. "This isn't funny at all."

"Who's joking with you? Don't pester me again."

Zhou Qian picked up her small handbag. "Why don't you take a look in the mirror? You look like such a poor sap. See this? A Hermès bag. Even the cheapest one costs over ten thousand yuan. Could you afford one after working yourself to death at part-time jobs for a whole year?"

As she spoke, she flashed a membership card. "Maxim's Diamond Card. Any purchase under one thousand yuan is free!"

"I—Zhou Qian will never marry a farmer's son!"

Zhou Qian rolled her eyes, getting angrier the more she thought about it.

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