Chapter 602 Fortunately For You, It Is My Loss
Jasmine frowned as she browsed the menu carefully. A te of bean curd appetizer cost 15 dors. It
had a fancy name such as Emperor’s Icy Jade in thick broth. But it was still bean curd! She felt that it
was a rip-off! She continued to browse the menu and the rest were the same.
The cabbage puree was just cabbage and cost 20 dors.
The French roast duck was 55 dors each!
The sweet and sour pork ribs were 18 dors a te!
Jasmine could not continue and felt that it was clearly a rip-off. The dishes were fancily named and the
ambiance was high ss but that was no reason to have such outrageous prices!
She closed the menu and gave it back to the server and said, “We won’t be ordering.”
Boyce was startled and asked, “Don’t you like it?”
Jasmine nodded, “There isn’t anything that I like here. Let’s go somewhere else.”
Boyce stood up and said, “Fine, let’s go somewhere you like.”
Jasmine smiled. The server kept quiet as Boyce was in his uniform and he was obviously someone
with authority. She also noticed the age difference between Boyce and Jasmine and figured out that
Jasmine would be spoilt by Boyce.
Once out of the restaurant, Jasmine spoke freely, “That was a rip-off! How can a bowl of bean curd cost
15 dors? What kind of bean curd would cost that much?”
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Boyce did not expect Jasmine to be upset because it was expensive and chuckled, “That was your only
chance to have a fancy meal with me. You won’t have another opportunity.”
Jasmine looked at him and scoffed, “Fortunately for you, it’s my loss.”
“You can still change your mind,” Boyce said. Boyce meant it. He wanted to give her a nice treat.
“Fine, I’ll pick the ce.” Jasmine dragged him to the car and continued, “I know a ce that serves
delicious food. Drive!” Boyce looked at her hand as she grabbed onto his. He could feel that her palm
was full of callouses. She must have been used to physicalbor. He knew that she was struggling to
put herself through university.
“Remember to look for me if you need anything. I promised your mother that I would look after you.”
Boyce said.
Jasmine’s smile waned as soon as she remembered her mother.
Boyce immediately noticed her reaction and quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have mentioned.”
Jasmine shook her head, “It’s alright.”
She wrung her hands and said, “My mother was very pitiful. I was hoping that once I can earn some
money, I would save her from that household, but…” Her mother was imprisoned because of murder.
“My father loved to gamble. Whenever he won, he would spend extravagantly with those hooligans but
when he lost, he would demand money from my mother. If my mother didn’t give him the money, he
would beat her up. My mother was a housewife and the family ie depended on the several acres
of lily. She could only work some menial work to earn some meager amounts. The family savings had
long been gambled away by my father. He will force my mother to earn money to feed his gambling
habits and beat her up when he lost money. I saw this over the years and I wanted so much to take my
mother away from him. When I managed to get into this University, I thought that she could endure for
a few more years and I would be able to get her out but she did not wait for me.”
She shuddered when she recalled the way her father beat up her mother. There was once he took a
wooden stool and mmed it against her mother and she copsed onto the ground and was
motionless for a long time. There was yet another time when her father pinned her mother on the
ground and repeatedly pped her until her mouth bled profusely. She tried to pull her father away but
was kicked off by him.
“My father is worse than an animal. He deserved death. I never pitied him and this was too easy on
him. Sometimes I hate thew. My father was clearly the aggressor so why must thew punish my
mother?”