The 99th Divorce

Chapter 1717: Dedicating One's Body to Art

By the time Shen Zhilie bought the breakfast and brought it back, Ye Qianqian was already changed and sitting on the couch fiddling with her cell phone.

When she saw him enter, she looked at the time and realized that it was almost 9.

Ye Qianqian went up to him to help him with the food. As she unwrapping the breakfast, she asked, "Why did you wake up so early?"

"This eatery is very popular. I had to go early to queue." Shen Zhilie headed into the bathroom to wash his hands and emerged with a damp hand towel. "Let's go to the museum today. After that, we can visit the painting gallery to cultivate our sense of culture."

"Uh-huh…" Ye Qianqian suddenly felt disinterested "Is there anywhere else to go?"

"Didn't you come up with an itinerary before coming here? What other fun activities are there?"

Ye Qianqian's eyes lit up. "Let's go to the art gallery instead and have some fun!"

"Alright." Shen Zhilie took her hand in his to wipe it clean. "Have some breakfast first. We'll head out after that."

As Ye Qianqian's hand was cleaned by Shen Zhilie, a feeling of warmth came over her.

She recalled the panic she had experienced when he was nowhere to be found a while ago. She felt very unsettled.

It seemed that she was starting to care too much about this man.

It had already been said that the first person in the relationship to fall in love was the loser of the game.

If that was the case, she had probably lost the moment she gave herself to him the day before.

Shen Zhilie saw that she was in a daze. He didn't call her out on it. Instead, he nudged the food toward her and said, "Eat it while it's hot."

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It was the weekend, so there were many people in the art gallery.

The crowd didn't consist solely of Italians. There were many others like them, with yellow skin and black eyes, milling about.

Some of them spoke in Korean, others in Japanese, and many more in languages that they couldn't even identify.

Ye Qianqian's body was still aching. Her movements when walking weren't nimble.

Shen Zhilie noticed it, which only served to reaffirm the accuracy of Luo Ran's words.

Even though it was obvious that she was in discomfort, she wasn't willing to be a wet blanket while on vacation. Furthermore, except for the moment right after the deed had been done, Ye Qianqian hadn't uttered a single word of complaint.

Where else was he to find such a perfect girl?

Shen Zhilie followed behind her. The sense of guilt he felt toward her slowly increased.

Ye Qianqian didn't seem to notice the difference in Shen Zhilie. She tugged him along excitedly and exclaimed, "Come on. Let's go! It's fun there!"

This art gallery was created to be interactive. In addition to a clay work gallery, there were various exhibition rooms containing sketches, oil paintings, flower arrangements, and handicrafts.

Ye Qianqian had long wanted to come to such a place. Unfortunately, when in Kingstown, she couldn't seem to find the time. At long last, her dream was fulfilled while on vacation overseas.

After queuing up and purchasing the tickets, Ye Qianqian glanced around the corridor and noticed the painting room.

Pulling Shen Zhilie along by his hand, Ye Qianqian entered the glass door and found a beautiful woman inside.

The belle in the room had blonde hair and blue eyes. She was extremely beautiful.

Her long hair was twisted into a braid and dangled in front of her. The pink gauze draped over her body was artfully arranged to cover her vital parts.

Contrasted against the pink gauze, the lady's fair skin looked stunning. The sight was so beautiful that Ye Qianqian couldn't bring herself to look away.

She suddenly realized something and turned to look at Shen Zhilie.

When she saw that he was looking at the lady, she panicked and quickly covered his eyes. "You're not allowed to look!" she declared.

Shen Zhilie blinked. With a mixture of mirth and exasperation, he asked, "What on earth are you thinking? That's a model!"

"It's the lady's prerogative to dedicate her body to art, but you're not allowed to look or to go in!"

"She's not even concerned about being looked at. You, on the other hand… Is this jealousy I see?" Shen Zhilie teased as he hooked his arm around Ye Qianqian and pulled her close.