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“Future Lady, it seems you haven't just been hungry for a few days, but rather for a few lifetimes!” Shinohara Ryo elegantly sat in the restaurant, watching Xinran across from her devour food with reckless abandon, her face obscured by sunglasses.
As soon as she entered the restaurant, Xinran ordered nearly five servings of food, causing the waiter taking the order to frequently glance at her, trying to gauge just how much this woman under the sunglasses could eat and how strong she really was.
“Anyway, it's not like I'm paying. If there's food, why not eat?” Xinran replied without looking up.
“Alright, if Young Master Si saw how you take care of yourself, he would be very pleased!” Shinohara Ryo twirled her elegantly styled curls, glancing at Xinran.
Upon hearing this, Xinran's expression suddenly changed. She put down her knife and fork, swallowed the piece of steak she hadn't finished chewing, and said calmly, “Let's go, I'm full!”
“Okay, since you're full, let's stroll around the mall. Young Master Si asked me to accompany you to pick out some clothes. He can tell you're not very used to wearing kimono!”
“It’s not about buying clothes. You can just say it directly without bringing up Mu Shaosi in every sentence. Didn't you say you're not suited for being a lobbyist?” Xinran stood up, put on her mid-length gray trench coat, and walked out of the restaurant without hesitation.
“Miss, you might want to try this one. It's our store's latest item, just airlifted from Paris.” The friendly Sales Assistant eagerly introduced items to Xinran, while Shinohara Ryo sat nearby enjoying coffee prepared for guests.
“I don't like it!” Xinran replied coldly, showing little interest.
“How about this one? This is highly recommended by our store; there are only five pieces in the world.” The Sales Assistant continued to persuade.
“I hate black dresses, especially those that expose the entire back…”
"Miss, this Short Dress should suit your taste. The back is not exposed, and the skirt is a light purple that complements your complexion."
"And you, go rest over there. Let us Future Lady take a look by herself. Don't worry, I'm quite familiar with your store manager and won't tell her you weren't working hard." Shinohara Ryo set down her coffee cup and walked seductively in front of the Sales Assistant, patting her shoulder and pointing to another area.
"I'll go to the restroom."
"Miss, let me take you there." The Sales Assistant, who had been at a loss due to Shinohara Ryo's words, quickly planned to lead the way upon hearing Xinran mention the restroom.
"I'm not a child; I don't need someone to take me to the restroom." Xinran said with a hint of amusement, turning to Shinohara Ryo behind her and saying, "Miss Shinohara, do you want to come with me? Be careful, or I might run off and you won't know how to explain it!"
"Future Lady, you're not a child anymore; I know." Shinohara Ryo replied to Xinran with the same words. What she didn't say was that this was Japan, where there were people from Cherry Blossom Hall everywhere. She didn't believe that Xinran, who had no money on her, could run away. Even if she had enough money, it would be difficult to leave because as long as Young Master Si hadn't promised her she could leave, she might be stopped by Young Master Si's people before she even reached the airport.
A trace of mockery flashed across Xinran's face as she slowly walked out of the clothing store toward the restroom. She just didn't want Shinohara Ryo to feel so self-satisfied, thinking that she couldn't escape from her grasp. In reality, she was merely saying it for her own comfort. Right now, she didn't have a single cent in her hand and was unfamiliar with this place; everyone she knew was associated with Mu Shaosi. Even if she did manage to escape, where could she possibly go?
Now, she could only wait for the day when Mu Shaosi would grant her amnesty. As long as she wasn't forced to return heavily pregnant, she'd have to endure whatever came her way!
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