After leaving the clothing store, Ye Chen took Xia Yingluo shopping again.
"Your shoes are falling apart—time for a new pair."
"It's getting cold; you need a sweater."
Ye Chen switched on his crazy card-swiping mode.
Watching him swipe card after card, Xia Yingluo finally couldn't take it.
"Ye Chen, I think we've bought enough."
Ye Chen shook his head. "No, we're still missing the most important thing."
As he spoke, he glanced at Xia Yingluo's chest.
Xia Yingluo's pretty face flushed. "W-why are you looking there?"
Ye Chen said, "You're still wearing a flattening bra, right?"
Xia Yingluo's cheeks burned. "H-how do you even know that?"
"That white shirt you tried earlier was pretty see-through, so I noticed. At your age, wearing that kind of bra is bad for your development."
Hearing Ye Chen's words, Xia Yingluo froze for a moment.
"You sure know a lot."
"Ahem!" I… I heard it from someone, Ye Chen explained awkwardly.
The two of them stopped in front of a lingerie shop.
"We're… going in here?"
Xia Yingluo's face turned bright red.
She'd never imagined she'd one day buy underwear with a guy.
"This… doesn't feel right."
"What's inappropriate? You go pick yourself, or should I choose for you?" Ye Chen threatened.
"I-I'll go myself…"
Face scarlet, Xia Yingluo dashed inside.
Ye Chen smiled faintly and followed her in.
At that moment a sales assistant was serving another customer.
The customer was a man buying lingerie for his wife.
Since he had no clue about sizes, the owner resorted to comparing them with fruit.
Owner: Papaya?!
Customer: No! No!
Owner: Apple?!
Customer: No-no-no!!
Owner: Wax-apple?! Customer: Smaller… Owner: Egg?!
The customer beamed: Yes! Yes! Yes!
Once the owner understood, she turned to fetch the bra—
when the man suddenly yelled, "Miss, wait a second!!"
"It's the fried one…" Ye Chen nearly burst out laughing.
Seriously… After the man left, the saleswoman looked at Ye Chen and Xia Yingluo.
"Little sis, here to buy bras?"
Xia Yingluo blushed slightly and nodded.
Ye Chen stepped in, grinning. "Big sis, help her pick something that fits."
"No problem—what's your size?"
Red-faced, Xia Yingluo said, "Should be… apple."
Owner: "…"
"Okay, wait a moment."
The owner picked a few pieces and went into the fitting room with Xia Yingluo.
Just before entering, Xia Yingluo popped her little head back out.
"No peeking, okay!"
Ye Chen was speechless—was that really what she thought of him now?
A short while later the owner came out, face dark.
Curious, Ye Chen asked, "Not apple—wax-apple?"
The owner shook her head.
Ye Chen was stunned. Surely not egg…
The owner kept shaking her head.
Ye Chen exhaled in relief.
He'd been afraid she'd say "the fried one."
"Phew—so it's papaya, nice."
The owner said with a black look, "You underestimate your girlfriend—it's winter-melon."
"Winter-melon!" Ye Chen gasped.
So Xia Yingluo is that stacked—talk about hidden mountains and perilous valleys!
Soon Xia Yingluo stepped out.
Behind her the owner looked lifeless.
She was twenty-eight and still only a double-A.
Yet she'd just met a pair of winter-melons.
The owner took a deep breath.
"No, I can't cry."
"Since I chose this job, I'd already prepared myself for shock."
Ye Chen paid the bill.
The owner voluntarily gave them a forty-percent discount.
Ye Chen deliberately glanced at the sign by the door.
"Boss, I don't see any promotion today."
The owner looked defeated. "There wasn't—now there is."
Ye Chen was bewildered.
"Why?"
"Because I want to. Just take the bras and go—I need some quiet."
Saying so, the assistant stuffed the bag into Ye Chen's hand and closed the shop.
Today's blow was too heavy; she needed a good cry somewhere.
Ye Chen felt a bit regretful.
"Tch, a discount—how tasteless. Won't be buying lingerie here again."
Outside the shop, Xia Yingluo exhaled.
Almost in tears, she said, "Ye Chen, please let me off."
She'd calculated—he'd already spent more than three thousand yuan on her tonight.
It was downright extravagant.
"Can I go home now?"
Ye Chen shook his head. "Not yet."
"What—still not?"
Ye Chen pointed at a small white European-style building. "We still have to go there."
Xia Yingluo looked over and froze.
The place was luxuriously decorated in vintage European style, with two hostesses in qipao at the entrance.
On the lightboard were the words: "Yaqian Beauty Salon."
"Ye Chen, what are we doing there?"
One glance told her it was another money-burning joint.
Ye Chen smiled faintly. "To swipe—uh, to give you a full beauty treatment."
Before she could react, he pulled her inside.
"Good evening, sir, miss." The two hostesses bowed respectfully.
Ye Chen grinned. "What's the price for your most expensive full treatment?"
Hearing the word "most expensive," Xia Yingluo nearly broke down.
Wherever they went, whatever they bought, Ye Chen always demanded the priciest— The salon staff froze at the sight of them too.
Though many girls visited, few brought their Boyfriends along.
And both were in school uniforms—clearly High School students.
"We're a professional institute; pricing isn't arbitrary—we need a skin assessment first."
Xia Yingluo sighed in relief.
Tonight's money-burning spree had left her nerves frayed.
Ye Chen nodded warily. "You're not running any welcome promos, right?"
The receptionist blinked. "If you top up a membership, there's a fifteen-percent discount."
"No membership. Yingluo, go in for the check first," Ye Chen said.
Baffled, Xia Yingluo was led inside.
Ye Chen was speechless.
Weren't salons supposed to be black holes for money?
Why'd he pick such an honest one?
"Full beauty treatment—I'm handing you money on a platter, and you still want tests first."
At least there's no discount, thank goodness.
Ye Chen sat on the sofa flipping through beauty magazines.
He suddenly remembered he hadn't taken the system's free Charm Capsule yet.
He popped the capsule and swallowed it.
Instantly, the pimples on his face vanished.
His skin became finer and smoother.
Even more, an irresistible, unique aura that drove women wild emanated from him.
Just then a Waitress brought him a cup of tea.
"Sir, please enjoy your tea."
She took one look at Ye Chen and froze.
"My god, how can a guy be this handsome?"
When he'd entered she'd barely noticed him, thinking he was just decent-looking.
But up close, she was completely stunned.
The pretty Waitress stared at him curiously.
"Sir, your skin is amazing—absolutely flawless!"
"Wow, so smooth and delicate—like a baby's skin."
"Sir, can I add you on WeChat?"
She couldn't help herself and reached out to touch his face.
At that instant Ye Chen felt a sudden chill.
Xia Yingluo had finished her assessment and walked out!