What was originally a perfectly normal remark, however, caused the other woman to explode with rage.

  Her eyebrows shot up, and she glared at Grace, loudly demanding, "What do you mean by that? Are you implying I'm talking nonsense? Haven't you ever seen shoes that cost two Dollars a pair?"

  As she spoke, she gave Grace and Chloe a disapproving once-over. Their youthful and beautiful appearance ignited a burning jealousy within her, and she let out a disdainful snort: "I bet you two are still college students, right? Call your parents and pay up, or I'll call the police."

  Grace couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. The woman's face darkened at this. "What are you laughing at?"

  "Are you deaf?" Grace's patience had run out. She had initially thought the fault lay with her sister, and that politely negotiating compensation would suffice. She hadn't expected this woman to have such a peculiar way of thinking, completely unable to understand human language.

  So Grace's tone turned cold: "Don't even mention shoes that cost two Dollars a pair, I can afford to pay twenty or two hundred Dollars, but I need to see the order price or the official website quote. My request is perfectly reasonable, so what are you barking about?"

  "Who are you calling a dog barking?"

  The woman's eyes widened suddenly, as if she had been deeply humiliated. She was about to raise her hand to hit Grace, but luckily the man behind her reacted quickly and grabbed her.

  "Oh dear, it's nothing, they already said they'd pay."

  "Are you even useful? They've insulted me to my face, and instead of helping me, you're blocking my way!" The woman struggled and hit the man, her shrill voice hurting everyone's eardrums.

  The other customers at the surrounding tables all looked over with displeasure. Only then did the waiter and manager finally arrive.

  Just then, in a corner of the restaurant, two boys recognized Grace.

  "Leo, isn't that Grace?"

  The boy named Leo had noticed her earlier, but hadn't said anything, focusing intently on cutting his steak.

  "Hey, you weren't at school yesterday, so you don't know, but Grace returned all the things Eric gave her to him. They probably broke up."

  Upon hearing this, Leo paused in his steak-cutting motion and looked up at Jonathan across from him: "Broken up?"

  "Yes, that's what everyone's saying." Jonathan, who had been watching Grace's situation, didn't forget to say to Leo, "It's strange, Eric was showing off their relationship in the dorm the day before yesterday, and the next day they broke up. I wonder what happened."

  Leo finally looked up, his gaze falling on the girl's face in the dim light.

  Her skin was porcelain white and translucent, the warm light casting a halo around her features, making her appear even softer.

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  A memory flashed through his mind: that sweltering summer when he first entered university. He was sweating profusely on the basketball court when he looked up and saw a girl sitting on the stone steps, lost in thought, her face shimmering in the afternoon sunlight.

  That afternoon, he played basketball absentmindedly.

  The second time he saw her was on the school forum. Someone had taken a picture of her, which caused quite a stir on the forum.

  Later, she became his roommate Eric's girlfriend.

  "She seems to have run into some difficult people. Should we help her?" Jonathan suddenly asked.

  Leo put down his knife and fork, about to get up, when he saw Grace suddenly smile.

  Grace, holding the search results on her phone, said to the unreasonable woman, "So it's a model from two years ago. No wonder I couldn't find it on the official website."

  The woman, looking both ashamed and indignant, retorted, "So what? Wasn't the price 1.988? Didn't you say you could afford to pay for it? Pay up now!"

  "You said it was your first time wearing a model from two years ago. I won't pursue the truth of that statement for now, and I won't bother with the depreciation fee. Show me your payment code."

  Grace's words, seemingly harmless, struck at the woman's pride, especially with her nonchalant and nonchalant demeanor, which made the woman appear like an unreasonable shrew.

  The woman was about to continue her tirade, but the man, feeling uncomfortable under the stares of the restaurant patrons and ashamed, quickly showed her payment code: "Transfer it to me."

  Grace, of course, had no objection and transferred 1.988 Dollars directly.

  Seeing the transfer was successful, the man grabbed the woman and left without a word, not even eating.

  Grace's expression returned to normal, thinking to herself that she hadn't checked the almanac before going out today; she'd encountered one oddball after another.

  The restaurant manager, not forgetting to soothe Grace's emotions, even gave them a complimentary salmon salad.

  "It's alright, let's continue eating," Grace said to her sister with a slight smile, assuring her not to be affected.

  It was just a small incident.

  Chloe had never experienced anything like this before and was still somewhat shaken, but her sister's composure reassured her. She nodded and continued eating in silence.

  As if sensing someone's gaze, Grace instinctively turned her head to look inside, meeting Leo's gaze, which he hadn't yet averted.

  Grace was slightly taken aback. Leo?

  She didn't recognize him, but she knew this person.

  It wasn't just because Leo was Eric's roommate; he was also the vice president of the school's basketball club, a rather prominent figure on campus.

  With thick eyebrows, big eyes, a tanned complexion, and a height of about 1.85 meters, he was the type many girls liked.

  Even Anne, a hardcore otaku who spent all her time watching drama in her dorm, would often go to the basketball court to watch him play.

  Given that the other person had probably recognized her, Grace didn't think much of it, simply looking away naturally and continuing to talk to her sister with a smile.

  "Did you hear that? Grace seemed to have given that woman two Dollars!" Jonathan whispered. "Isn't her family's financial situation quite ordinary?"

  As he spoke, Jonathan's eyes widened, as if he had discovered some earth-shattering secret, and he looked at Leo, saying, "She broke up with Eric. Could it be because she's hooked up with a richer guy?"

  Leo's face darkened, and he looked up impatiently. "Stop talking nonsense without any evidence. Are you going to eat or not? If not, we're leaving."

  "Yes, yes, yes," Jonathan quickly shrank back, chuckling, "It's rare to be able to eat at such a nice restaurant, all thanks to you. Keep hanging around behind me during my live stream tonight, you'll definitely get another carnival."

  After dinner, Grace took Chloe back to school, watching her carry a bunch of things into the dormitory building before turning to leave.

  Back at the hotel, she took a bath first, then curled up on the sofa, idly scrolling through TikTok videos.

  After scrolling a few times, he stumbled upon a live stream from Eric's roommate in their dorm.

  Jonathan sat in front of the camera, while Leo sat behind and next to him. The chat was flooded with comments from people coming to see the handsome guy, and gifts were being sent in droves. Jonathan was grinning from ear to ear.

  Leo, like an emotionless model, just sat there blankly.

  Grace found it somewhat amusing and casually topped up his account with ten Dollars, sending 20 Carnival gifts in the TikTok stream.