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Zhong Yuhuan adapted to life in the new school quickly.

Every time Chen Mingye came to London for a business trip, he'd bring them some hard to get items from China. The way he put it, his personal plane had to make a trip to China every week anyways. He might as well bring some goods back. And since he has the goods, he might as well share them with Lang Jinzhi's sister.

Chen Mingye, however, had been dispirited for quite a while after Zhong Yuhuan referred him to Mr. Chen all over again.

Finally, he smiled helplessly and said, "Alright, I guess I can't argue with Lang Jinzhi's little cousin. 'Mr. Chen' will have to do." What he didn't know what that her changing the way she referred to him had nothing to do with Lang Jinzhi.

Not too long after, they welcomed the first long vacation.

Seven days for Thanksgiving break.

It was Chloe who drove them from their dormitory to their off-campus apartment.

Sitting in the car, Zhong Yuhuan yawned sluggishly as she cocked her head and watched the foreign scenery outside the car. Suddenly, she noticed something on the streets.

".... I think I saw Li Jinyuan's pictures."

Zhong Yuhuan stuck her head out of the car and looked.

Chloe, hearing what she said, slowed down purposefully, but there was only time for a quick glance.

"Was that from the earlier photo shoot?" asked Zhong Yuhuan.

"Yeah, it was meant to fill a last-minute slot in a magazine, so we took a few shots for that. Later on, Wei-ge called and said some clients liked it for an ad so he sold them one of the pictures. He didn't tell me specifically where it would be used."

"Chloe, what building was that we just passed?" asked Zhong Yuhuan.

"Marks & Spencer."

Zhong Yuhuan turned and looked at Li Jinyuan, "Look! That's amazing! Your picture was posted on the Marks & Spencer's building! You need to ask Mr. Wei for the details later."

Li Jinyuan nodded.

Zhong Yuhuan and Huo Chengming went with him that day because Chen Mingye drove them there that day.

Wei Jie saw them and figured that they were wealthy kids, so he definitely wasn't going to try to cheat Li Jinyuan. Instead, he was really planning for him. This was much better than trying to nurture a kid from a poor family.

That was more or less what Zhong Yuhuan had in mind, but she didn't share her thoughts.

Wasn't it a good thing to make the path smoother for the male lead?

As the car continued to go forward, they saw Li Jinyuan's image on another picture soon. This time, the picture was even bigger.

After Chloe saw that, she slowed the car down again.

This time, Zhong Yuhuan was able to take a good look at it.

The young man in the picture was leaning slightly, his bangs sparingly hanging down. Below them was his elegant, handsome brows and straight nose. His features were more distinct and stood out compared to other young Asian men one would see all the time. His look was that of a graceful melancholy.

There seemed to have a spark of light in his eyes, dimly looking at every one who walked below him, making him irresistible.

.... Exactly how the foreigners like it!

Zhong Yuhuan sighed to herself.

"It's wonderful," said Zhong Yuhuan with utmost seriousness.

Li Jinyuan looked at Zhong Yuhuan and said, "As long as Huanhuan likes it."

Zhong Yuhuan couldn't help but chuckle."It's pointless that I like it. We need lots and lots of people to like it. It's so marvelous," said Zhong Yuhuan as she pointed at the picture one more time before she adjusted her position and sat back down.

Before long, the car stopped in front of their apartment.

Zhong Yuhuan thanks Chloe for her trouble and Chloe immediately said, "No problem. Miss and the two young masters have been back in a while, so I had someone came and cleaned the place up."

"Great, thank you." Said Zhong Yuhuan as she walked upstairs.

The entire apartment was spotless, and Chloe even put new clothes in the closets.

Nothing very stylish or expensive, but sufficient for just wearing around the apartment.

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