Yun Huang had initially been watching quietly, but after being nudged by Liu Yuan, she grew somewhat intrigued.
She took the cheongsam and held it up against the mirror.
The reflection showed a woman with a graceful figure and gentle demeanor, perfectly complementing the understated elegance of the cheongsam.
"It really is lovely," Yun Huang murmured in agreement.
"Try it on, try it on!" Liu Yuan urged, practically pushing her into the fitting room without waiting for a response.
Su Qi had been reclining on the sofa with his eyes closed, but at the commotion, he lifted his eyelids for a glance.
He had little interest in women's shopping sprees...
The wait wasn’t long.
The fitting room curtain was drawn aside gently.
Liu Yuan gasped in admiration.
Yun Huang stepped out.
The moon-white cheongsam accentuated her slender, curvaceous frame, the tailored fit highlighting her best features.
The fabric shimmered like flowing water, making her skin appear even fairer, her aura ethereal and detached—like a celestial maiden under the moonlight, untouched by the mortal world.
All she needed was a sword to complete the image of an aloof female sword immortal.
Yun Huang fidgeted slightly, smoothing nonexistent wrinkles from the dress.
She usually preferred loose, comfortable casual wear, so this form-fitting attire was her first time trying something so revealing in public.
"Well?" she asked Liu Yuan, her voice tinged with uncertainty.
"Stunning! Sister Yun Huang! It’s like it was made just for you!" Liu Yuan circled her, showering praise.
The shop assistant chimed in with perfect timing, smiling warmly, "This cheongsam suits the young lady’s temperament flawlessly. It’s our latest arrival—you have excellent taste."
Su Qi finally roused himself, resisting the urge to roll his eyes at the shop assistant’s scripted flattery.
Everything was always the "newest," every choice "excellent," every fit "perfect."
A faint blush colored Yun Huang’s cheeks as she glanced at Su Qi on the sofa.
Su Qi spoke: "It suits you."
Hearing his words, Yun Huang seemed to relax.
"Then... I’ll take this one," she decided.
Liu Yuan was even more thrilled than her. "Yes! Sister Yun Huang, you look absolutely gorgeous in this!"
Next, Liu Yuan enthusiastically picked out her own outfits, dragging Su Qi into giving his opinion each time.
But his answers remained consistently lukewarm: "Not bad" or "Just okay."
Su Qi leaned back on the sofa again, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the armrest with dull thuds.
He didn’t close his eyes this time, just stared blankly at the ceiling as if lost in thought.
After a while, Liu Yuan bounded over, brimming with excitement. "Su Qi! Guess what I picked?"
Su Qi shifted his gaze back to her, his tone indifferent. "No idea."
"Ugh, can’t you at least pretend to be curious?" Liu Yuan pouted playfully before darting into the fitting room.
A few minutes later, she emerged with a rustle of fabric.
She wore a pale yellow sundress—simple in design but adorned with delicate sequins that caught the light. The asymmetrical hem swayed lightly with her movements.
Liu Yuan twirled in front of Su Qi, the skirt flaring around her like a burst of sunshine. "Well? Well? How do I look, brother?"
Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, like a kitten waiting for praise.
Su Qi straightened slightly, giving her a proper once-over.
"Not bad," he said flatly, his attention already drifting back to his data.
[Punishment Mission: Collect 9,999 points of Joy within 24 hours as this round’s "protection fee." (999/9,999)]
Liu Yuan’s smile faltered, her enthusiasm deflating instantly.
"Just... not bad?" she repeated, her voice tinged with disappointment.
"That’s all?"
She had thought the dress was beautiful—surely it deserved more than such a bland reaction.
What kind of response had she wanted?
She wasn’t sure.
But Su Qi’s indifference made her feel oddly defeated.
"Whatever," Liu Yuan forced a smile, though the earlier excitement was gone. "Brother just doesn’t understand women’s fashion."
She turned to Yun Huang instead, her tone turning sweetly pleading. "Sister Yun Huang, what do you think? Does it look good?"
Just as she turned, the hem of her dress brushed against Su Qi.
A large hand settled on her head.
Before Yun Huang could answer, Su Qi spoke first.
Fine.
If this was supposed to be a "fun" outing, why ruin the mood?
"Because," he said, "A-Yuan is already so pretty."
"That’s why the clothes can only ever be just ‘okay.’"
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ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!
