Of course, Shen Xin was very beautiful before. But she was even more beautiful now.
Perhaps it was because she had pletely matured, but her eyes were much more mature and reserved.
Shen Xin used to be more pampered.
Now, she exuded a calm aura, and her temperament was different from before.
She was even more attractive than before.
The group of boys stared at her and blushed.
Shen Xin was so pretty.
They knew it. How could Qiao Chen not like her?
Such a good-looking girl had been chasing him for years. If he wasn’t moved at all, something must be wrong with him.
The boys looked at Shen Xin with admiration.
Seeing this, the girls at the table scolded them for being shallow and shameless.
Qiao Chen also noticed the gazes of his male classmates. He frowned and turned to look at Shen Xin.
She wasn’t dressed sexily.
She was wearing a long-sleeved black velvet dress, a high-collared one. It wasn’t revealing at all.
But it was beautiful.
Her skin was very fair, and the black dress made her skin look even fairer.
In Qiao Chen’s memory, Shen Xin had always been exquisite.
No matter the occasion, she would always dress up nicely.
Even in her school uniform, she always dressed differently from others. She would work hard on many small details.
For example, she would put a diamond brooch on her school uniform or some other jewelry.
In any case, she looked like a real rich girl.
She was always wearing luxury brands.
One month ago, Qiao Chen saw her change into a new pair of shoes every day. It was said that each pair was from a luxury brand worth at least five or six figures.
To Qiao Chen back then, Shen Xin and he were from two different worlds.
He couldn’t understand her life at all.
When he rejected Shen Xin, he did have some materialistic considerations.
Everything that Shen Xin consumed wasn’t something he could afford.
If he got together with her, he wouldn’t have the money to spend.
And he would never spend his woman’s money.
Shen Xin’s dressing tonight was very normal. It was no different from her previous style.
But Qiao Chen frowned.
“Aren’t you cold?” he couldn’t help but ask.
“Mm?” Shen Xin was stunned. “No.”
The heater was on, how could she be cold?
And her dress had a certain thickness.
Qiao Chen’s expression stiffened. “You’re so thin, how could you not be cold?”
“But I…”
Shen Xin wanted to say that she really wasn’t cold, but before she could finish speaking, Qiao Chen called the waiter over. “Go get Miss Shen a blanket.”
Shen Xin: “…”
She wasn’t cold.
She didn’t need a blanket.
But the waiter had already followed Qiao Chen’s instructions and left the private room to get her a blanket.
Qiao Chen’s actions made the others at the table even more curious.
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