The fate of Anjia, her fate seems to have changed since then.

Simon saw her feeling down, and wisely didn't say anything.

After dinner, go out together.

Simon looked at her and asked, "Where are you going? I'll see you off."

"No." An Ziqi shook her head, "By the way, when will the necklace be returned to me?"

Simon deliberately made a sad look, "I have been with you for so long, don't you just remember the necklace?"

An Ziqi nodded sympathetically, "Yes."

Simon shrugged helplessly, "Well, when you finish five things with me, I'll give it to you."

Although it was the expected answer, An Ziqi was still a little depressed. She turned around and was about to leave. After thinking of something, she hesitated and asked, "You said that I have other things left with you. What is it?"

"I'll tell you together in time." Simon smiled and waved to her. "See you next time, monange."

After talking about turning into the car, it was not that he didn't tell her, but that he was just guessing about some things now, and he could only tell her after he figured it out.

The last sentence was in French, but An Ziqi understood it.

Seeing the car leaving, doubt flashed in her eyes.

She could feel that Simon was not malicious to her, so she stayed to dine with him.

However, she always had a very strange feeling for Simon, always felt that Simon seemed to know her, and the eyes that looked at her were very familiar, and even the dishes on the table were her favorite foods on weekdays.

Moreover, she didn't think that he asked if she had ever been to Paris.

Six years ago, she didn't stay in Paris for a long time. Simon was French. Six years ago, she should be about the same age as her, but there does not seem to be a person named Simon in her memory.

And the last French phrase, monange, means my angel.

If it's just a one-sided bond, why would he call himself that way?

Is Simon's appearance really an accident?

All of this is intertwined into a huge mystery.

An Ziqi had a headache thinking about it, so she shook her head vigorously and stopped thinking about it.

He took out his cell phone and called Lin Man, "Sister Man, do you know which brand of the four-leaf clover necklace Xiao Moli gave me?"

"It should be Huanyu's, what's the matter?"

"Oh, it's okay, just ask casually, you're busy first."

Huanyu Jewelry has many chain stores in the city. After hanging up the phone, An Ziqi found the nearest one and walked in.

For various reasons, Xiao Moli might not have noticed it last night, but not necessarily today. She can only buy the same one first.

After watching for a long time, but did not find it, An Ziqi had to ask the salesperson inside for help.

After listening to her request, the salesperson told her very dedicatedly that the four-leaf clover necklace was a limited edition.

Designed by the internationally renowned jeweller James himself, the material is emperor green jadeite. Only one is issued worldwide, and the unit price is 9999999.

An Ziqi counted the numbers on the computer dazedly, Nima, Xiao Moli, the prodigal goods, a necklace actually cost 10 million.

Not to mention that this is a limited quantity, it is not limited, and she can't afford it even if she sells her.

Thinking of her losing ten million, An Ziqi suddenly felt pain.

"Are there any other similar ones?"

The salesperson shook his head, "Huanyu only has this four-leaf clover. If Miss An wants it, I suggest you go directly to the company."