My prince

Hermès bags

After 8 p.m., Jack drove Blue Nianyun back to the apartment she shared with Tian Lulu.

The apartment had two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a living room, and a kitchen, located in the bustling city center of Toronto. It only took seven to eight minutes to walk to school.

For the past two years, Blue Nianyun and Tian Lulu had been studying graphic design together at the Ontario College of Art, sharing the same apartment. They were close friends who talked about everything and were inseparable.

International students studying abroad often live with close friends to provide mutual support in their lives and collaborate on their studies. Over time, these friendships become like family. However, this time, something unexpected happened at home, and Blue Nianyun hadn't told Tian Lulu. She didn't want to burden her friend and preferred to handle it herself. Little did she know that the situation would take an unexpected turn...

Sighing softly, Blue Nianyun took out her keys from her bag and unlocked the door. Tian Lulu, who was eating instant noodles at the dining table, heard the door opening and immediately looked up, exclaiming, "Nianyun, why do you look so bad?"

Blue Nianyun had a headache and felt uncomfortable in her stomach since the car ride with Jack. She had checked her appearance in the makeup mirror and knew she didn't look well.

Seeing Tian Lulu's worried expression, she smiled and said, "I'm fine. I had to travel a long distance today, a seven-hour round trip, and I'm tired."

Tian Lulu hurried over, supporting her on the shoulder to sit in a dining chair. "You probably haven't had dinner yet. I'll cook you a pack of spicy noodles!"

"Thank you."

Ten minutes later, Tian Lulu placed a bowl of noodles in front of Blue Nianyun and sat across from her. Blue Nianyun ate the noodles slowly, feeling a bit tasteless. The misty haze in her vision made her feel sluggish, and everything that happened today seemed like a fleeting dream.

Tian Lulu stared at her with keen eyes, full of curiosity. Knowing Tian Lulu's straightforward nature, Blue Nianyun decided to confess proactively. She took out a paper bag she brought back and pulled out an exquisite orange bag.

Tian Lulu's eyes lit up, excitedly exclaiming, "Wow! Is this the legendary Hermès bag?"

"Yes," Blue Nianyun's voice was calm.

"It's so beautiful. It must be expensive!"

"Yes," Blue Nianyun lowered her eyelids, and her long eyelashes flickered gently.

"That master's student from Massachusetts is really generous!" Tian Lulu, completely unaware of Blue Nianyun's unease, started gossiping. "Is he handsome?"

"Yes, quite handsome."

"Did you make plans to meet him again?"

"No."

"Oh!" Tian Lulu seemed a bit disappointed. "I thought he chose you from so many applicants because he liked you."

"That's not the case. We just had a normal conversation."

"What did you talk about?"

"We talked about art, oil painting."

After finishing the noodles, Blue Nianyun felt extremely fatigued. Tian Lulu pushed her into the bedroom and advised her to rest early. However, even after covering herself with the blanket and closing her eyes, she couldn't sleep. The events of today kept replaying in her mind...

The moment when Nan Sicheng poured wine into her mouth, she was shocked but felt that the reserved man's emotions seemed to have broken at that moment. She even sensed a deep and unforgettable pain in his heart. In the end, he treated her as a substitute and unleashed his madness on her. She should have been angry with him, but what made her reluctant to mention was that she was kissed by him in a way that made her heart surge...

When she woke up, it was already dusk. She lay alone in a dimly lit room, and it was quiet around her. Her head throbbed, and her stomach churned with the remnants of alcohol. She couldn't help but spit out a small mouthful of wine. However, she struggled to get up, left the bedroom, and came to the cabin of the yacht.

Seeing Nan Sicheng leaning leisurely on the milky-white sofa, contemplating something, a white paper bag beside him, and an envelope on the dining table, she approached him. He didn't say anything, just stood up and handed her the paper bag containing the Hermès bag, as if bestowing charity upon a poor person. His brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked down at her with a faint and superior demeanor.

At that moment, her heart felt like it had been pricked by a needle, a sharp sense of wounded pride spreading throughout her body. However, she had to take the bag because the shame of receiving the Hermès bag made her avoid asking him for any contact information or the thought of meeting again. After all, Nan Sicheng arranged this date just because he missed a girl who looked like her, not because he really liked her. Holding her hand, feeding her, even kissing her by pouring wine into her mouth—his true feelings were not for her. Since this date had relieved his longing, there was no need for any further connection between them. When she took the Hermès bag, she thought so. But now that she was about to leave, she felt reluctant again.

After giving her the Hermès bag, Nan Sicheng handed her an envelope on the table, saying it contained the invoice. If she was not satisfied with the gift, she could use the invoice to exchange it. She nodded and took the envelope from the sofa, preparing to put it into her backpack. It was in that moment, as she took the envelope, that she looked up and met his deep, ocean-like eyes. They were so beautiful that they made her breathless. Her heart trembled, her hand slipped, and the backpack fell to the ground, scattering its contents.

She squatted down, picking up the items one by one. In the corner of her eye, she noticed the sketchbook under the dining table but, for some reason, chose not to pick it up.

Subconsciously, she probably wanted to leave herself a memento...

Pulling the blanket over her head, Blue Nian Yun's thoughts were in disarray.

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Title of this chapter: The reason the female lead can't remember the male lead is:

A. The female lead was too young at that time, and her memories of the male lead are not profound, so she forgot about him.

B. The male lead made a mistake; the little girl he met in his childhood was not the female lead but another girl who looked similar to her.

C. The female lead is suffering from temporary amnesia.