Rebirth of wealth and freedom starts from the World Cup

Chapter 23 Girl’s Feelings
School ends at noon.

Zhao Zixuan carefully selected a restaurant not far from the school, which was a small restaurant located in an ordinary alley.

The environment is not luxurious, but it has a simple and friendly feeling.

He did not ask He Jieyu about her food preferences, but chose this place based on his own intuition and preferences.

He believes that the deliciousness of food does not only lie in the elegance of the environment, but also in the purity and authenticity of the taste.

This fly-in-the-wall restaurant is his definition of delicious food.

No matter what others think, he really likes the taste of this restaurant and comes here to have a meal every now and then.

At first, He Jieyu was not as she was used to, as if she had stepped into another world.

The hustle and bustle of the crowd and the busy little restaurant made her noble brows frown slightly. She was like a princess who had strayed into the mortal world, feeling quite at a loss.

This scene was a brand new experience for her, as if she had suddenly fallen from that magnificent palace into the bustling world.

Although she felt a little uncomfortable, this unique experience gave her a deeper understanding of the world.

"Order whatever you want to eat. Don't save money for me. Mr. Zhao will pay for today's consumption."

As soon as Zhao Zixuan sat down, he joked in a relaxed tone.

He Jieyu couldn't help but chuckle when she heard him call himself Master Zhao.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the menu. However, there were so many dishes on the menu that she was dazzled for a moment and didn't know how to choose.

"Come on, I'm not picky about food."

She handed the menu to Zhao Zixuan.

Afterwards, Zhao Zixuan asked the boss to order all the signature dishes, and then asked He Jieyu if she wanted anything to drink.

"I'm drinking."

He Jieyu said softly.

She doesn't have much preference for drinks and has only drunk water since she was a child. This has made her skin always as crystal clear as cream, as if she had cold white skin, which is very enviable.

Zhao Zixuan took a bottle of mineral water for Jieyu, while he chose a bottle of refreshing Sprite.

The two sat opposite each other, chatting leisurely, waiting for the waiter to serve the food.

At this moment, a burst of chattering came from the next table, attracting his attention.

Several young and beautiful girls sat down, and Zhao Zixuan recognized the most eye-catching one among them at a glance.

If not Cheng Yuyan, who else could it be?!

Cheng Yuyan also saw Zhao Zixuan, and their eyes met in the air, as if an invisible force was conveying information.

However, none of them spoke first, they just looked at each other silently.

Afterwards, Cheng Yuyan gracefully turned her head and chatted happily with her friends who were laughing and talking.

But her eyes would drift towards Zhao Zixuan and He Jieyu from time to time, as if she was a little curious.

Zhao Zixuan's eyes moved over the beauties at Cheng Yuyan's table, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, birds of a feather flock together.

These girls are young and beautiful, each with their own merits, some are plump and some are thin, and each has her own charm and style.

Of course, the most eye-catching one is Cheng Yuyan. As the most popular and cool academic goddess in No. 3 Middle School, her existence itself is a beautiful landscape.

"Humph!"

He Jieyu suddenly became unhappy and kept fiddling with the dishes that had just been served with her chopsticks.

Zhao Zixuan saw this and a playful smile appeared on his lips: "After looking at it, my little deskmate is still the best looking."

He Jieyu's expression immediately turned from gloomy to bright when she heard this. She took out an exquisitely packaged box, about the size of a palm, from her small white backpack. She held it in both hands and carefully handed it to Zhao Zixuan.

"Gift."

Zhao Zixuan took the box, his eyes showing a hint of curiosity.

He gently opened the box, and at that moment, his eyes were immediately attracted by the items lying quietly inside.

It was a famous watch from Vacheron Constantin. Although he was not familiar with this series of watches, he could clearly feel the extraordinary value of this watch. Such a famous watch is not just a watch, but also a symbol of identity and status. Its value is probably difficult to obtain without hundreds of thousands.

Is this a high imitation?
But he quickly rejected this childish and ridiculous idea.

Every detail of this watch reveals impeccable refinement, and imitations cannot achieve such an effect.

Looking at this watch that seemed to be shining, a complex emotion surged in Zhao Zixuan's heart.

The value of this watch obviously exceeds the gift that is appropriate for their relationship.

A hint of cunning flashed in He Jieyu's eyes, as if she could see through Zhao Zixuan's thoughts.

She smiled softly and whispered, "This is a gift I prepared specially for you. I skipped class for the first time in my life just to get it..."

For this gift, she had risked her mother's reproach and scolding.

She decided to keep this secret deep in her heart and not let him know.

"Ah this..."

Zhao Zixuan looked troubled and was obviously struggling deep inside.

The watch given by He Jieyu was so valuable that it shocked him.

Considering He Jieyu's mysterious family background, the value of this watch is probably in the hundreds of thousands or even millions.

Faced with such an expensive gift, Zhao Zixuan was filled with fear.

He and He Jieyu were not related at all, so how could he easily accept such a generous gift?
His self-esteem and pride made him hesitant in front of the precious gift, and he even had an inexplicable inferiority complex that was difficult to express.

This watch may not only be the material on the surface, it may also be He Jieyu's intention, her recognition and trust.

Zhao Zixuan also had a faint expectation in his heart, hoping to use this generous gift as a starting point to establish a good relationship with He Jieyu, who had a prominent family background.

But no matter what, he felt unworthy of this precious gift.

He couldn't accept such a generous gift with a clear conscience, and he didn't want to owe He Jieyu a favor because of it.

He Jieyu's originally bright face gradually turned gloomy. She looked at Zhao Zixuan's embarrassed expression and felt mixed emotions.

She had carefully selected this watch, thinking that it would win his favor, but she never expected this to be the result.

"This is too expensive..."

Zhao Zixuan instinctively handed the watch back to her.

He Jieyu's eyes instantly became moist, and crystal tears welled up in her eye sockets.

She pushed Zhao Zixuan's hand away violently and threw the gift box to the ground, hitting the table next to her.

This sudden action stunned everyone around.

The grievances in He Jieyu's heart surged out like a flood. She turned and left, leaving behind a mess on the ground and Zhao Zixuan with a wry smile on his face.

"Aren't you going to chase me?"

Cheng Yuyan picked up the box and handed it to Zhao Zixuan.

Zhao Zixuan looked at her, his eyes flickering with indescribable emotions.

The food at the next table was scattered all over the floor, a mess, and it was obvious that it was no longer enjoyable.

Cheng Yuyan and the others seemed to have their peace disrupted by this sudden change.

"Excuse me."

Zhao Zixuan took the box and hurried out of the restaurant without saying anything more.

Perhaps sensing the subtlety, Cheng Yuyan's companion curiously asked, "Yuyan, do you know each other?"

Cheng Yuyan followed Zhao Zixuan's back as he disappeared around the corner of the street and shook her head gently.

"do not know."

(End of this chapter)