2683: Happiness is as simple as that.

Happiness is as simple as that.

Being an ex-model, she had a superb figure with beautiful, slender legs, so she naturally looked good in whatever clothes she wore.2

"Turn around."

The young lady shyly spun around on her heels, earning a satisfied nod from her beau.

"Alright, we'll take this piece. Go let the staff pack it!"

"B-But this dress costs more than ninety thousand yuan!"

When she first saw the price tag, she rubbed her eyes repeatedly to make sure that she was not seeing it wrongly; her happiness even immediately deflated at the thought that she had to starve herself for at least a year to buy such a dress, even on the monthly salary of six thousand yuan.

"We'll take it," said Mu Yancheng generously as he took out his card to make payment.

The retail staff, thus, proceeded to swipe his card, pack the dress into a bag, and handed it to him.

The puzzled woman could not help but find her boyfriend's expression looking off, for he did not appear to feel the slightest heartache over spending tens of thousand yuan.

That dress costs almost a hundred thousand, yet he doesn't even frown at the price?

Back then, she had no idea that this amount of money was peanuts to a scion like him.

"Mm! It's your birthday gift." His gaze was soft and gentle as he passed the bag to her.

Meng Qingxue, who was practically on cloud nine by then, felt somewhat incredulous. In her excitement, she jumped into his arms like a little kid and was unable to hide the glee in her face.

"Thank you!" Her face flushed in contentment and bliss as she kissed the man on the cheek.

That satisfied expression became an indelible memory to him, and it was only then that he realized that happiness could actually be bought with money.

…

"How is it, Yancheng?" asked Song Enya rather impatiently. "You've been staring at me for a long time; does it look good on me?"

Her disgruntled voice pulled the man out of his reverie at once; he retracted his gaze while giving a clumsy nod. "Yeah… not bad."

"That means it's just average! I'll go select another one."

She then busied herself with the gown selection, but the man's gaze never returned to her.

Each was consumed in their thoughts for the rest of this session.

Upon reaching home, the rich missy did not bother showing her mother the gown she selected. Instead, she ran up to the stairs and entered her room to return the earlier call.

The moment the call connected, she anxiously asked, "Are you sure you've got her precise location?"

"Meng Qingxue, nineteen years old. She's at the start of her second trimester of pregnancy and currently based in Yan City's Black Dragon Pool Village."

"Yan City?"

"It's a remote city which is quite far away from the capital, so it's taken us a lot of turns before finally finding the place. I'm guessing that she wants to give birth to the child secretly in a remote town."

She mumbled the city's name to herself several times, only to realize with a start that it sounded the same as her fiancé's name.

Yan City, Yancheng…

Did that woman go there on purpose? She ultimately just couldn't give up on him, could she?

"Didn't you say that she's accompanied by another woman during the hospital checkup? Who's the woman?"

"Uh… We tried looking into her background, but all we learned is that she's working at a police station. There's no clue on what relationship she has with Meng Qingxue."

"How's that possible?"

"Her information came up blank. We can't even trace her identification number."

"…What?"

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