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Only when the machine's voice sounded did Little Liu finally let out a quiet sigh of relief.

She had been worried about encountering one of those customers who browsed for ages only to leave without buying anything—a common occurrence in luxury stores.

So when Su Yang swiftly pulled out his phone and completed the payment, a smile returned to her face.

This month, she could finally earn a decent commission.

Though their store usually had no shortage of customers, most regular shoppers had their preferred sales associates—usually Sister Chen or other senior staff.

As a new employee, it would take time for her to build her own clientele and start making real money.

Between the subtle exclusion from older colleagues and customers' preference for familiar faces, she had been stuck with just the base salary since joining.

After the purchase, Su Yang and Lu Yun turned to leave, with Little Liu enthusiastically calling after them, "Please visit us again!"

Once outside the jewelry store, Su Yang glanced at Lu Yun and chuckled, "Why the long face? Not happy with the gift?"

"It's not that... I just think these things are too expensive."

"Stop overthinking it. Between us, a little gift is nothing to fuss over."

"Alright~"

Su Yang shook his head with a smile and tugged Lu Yun along as they continued shopping.

Over an hour later, after browsing several high-end fashion brands, Su Yang settled on a short trumpet-sleeved dress for Lu Yun at Dior—a cream-colored silk piece adorned with coral-red bead embroidery, priced at 80,000 yuan.

The dress was versatile, suitable for both formal occasions and casual outings.

Its understated elegance also complemented Lu Yun's fresh, delicate style without being overly flashy.

With the banquet scheduled for the next day, there was no time for custom haute couture, but this would suffice.

After all, it was just a friendly gathering—dressing formally was a gesture of respect, not a red-carpet event.

Next, Su Yang picked out a pair of white Valentino heels to match the dress before finally turning his attention to his own outfit.

For himself, the choice was straightforward—he had no intention of wearing a stiff, overly formal suit.

That would make him look like he was trying too hard.

He walked straight into Giorgio Armani and, after about ten minutes, spotted a light khaki single-breasted blazer with peaked lapels.

"Excuse me, could I try this on?"

"Of course!" A saleswoman in a gray uniform smiled and nodded.

She quickly fetched one in Su Yang's size.

Handing his bag to Lu Yun and selecting a cream-colored T-shirt to wear underneath, Su Yang stepped into the fitting room.

Two minutes later, he emerged, leaving both Lu Yun and the saleswoman momentarily speechless.

The outfit struck the perfect balance between formal and casual—relaxed yet polished, ideal for the next evening's event.

Su Yang's near-perfect physique showcased the jacket's impeccable tailoring, rivaling even top runway models.

After checking himself in the full-length mirror, he nodded in satisfaction.

Turning to the awestruck saleswoman, he grinned, "I'll take this, along with the T-shirt. Please pack them up."

"Right away~" she beamed.

Su Yang changed back into his original clothes and reemerged.

"Sir, would you like to pair this with some shoes?" the saleswoman suggested.

"Sure, pick something that goes well with the outfit."

"Absolutely."

Guided to the footwear section, Su Yang settled on a pair of light khaki loafers—a perfect match for the laid-back sophistication of the ensemble. Dress shoes or sneakers would've clashed awkwardly.

After a quick try-on, he smiled. "That's everything."

"Great! Please follow me to checkout." The saleswoman led them to the register.

The total came to 35,000 yuan for all three items. Su Yang had made his selections and completed the purchase in under twenty minutes.

Taking the bags from the cashier, he turned to Lu Yun. "Let's go."

"Okay~"

"Want to look at anything else?"

"No, this is more than enough already."

"Alright, then we're done here."

They took the elevator down to the underground parking lot.

Twenty minutes later, Su Yang pulled up outside Lu Yun's residential complex.

Since Lu Yun had plans with her childhood best friend that evening, he simply dropped her off.

As the car stopped by the curb, they spotted a long-legged girl in a white tee and denim shorts waiting at the gate.

"Is that your friend?" Su Yang craned his neck to look.

Lu Yun tilted her head and, recognizing the girl, brightened. "Yep!"

She turned back to Su Yang. "I’ll get going now~"

"Alright, don’t forget your things."

"Got it~ Drive safe!"

"Will do." Su Yang watched her step out before accelerating into the night.

...

"Xuanxuan~!" Lu Yun called out, jogging toward the girl at the gate with her arms full of shopping bags.

"Yunyun? You..." The girl—Xuanxuan—covered her mouth in shock.

"What’s up?" Lu Yun stopped in front of her, laden with packages.

"You just got out of that Maybach?!"

"Huh? Maybach? Oh, yeah." Lu Yun had never been able to distinguish between a Mercedes S-Class and a Maybach S-Class, but she vaguely recalled Su Yang mentioning it.

"Damn, Yunyun! I thought the person in that car looked like you, but it was too dark to tell. I almost didn’t believe it was really you!"

"What’s the big deal?" Lu Yun blinked in confusion.

"What’s the big deal?! Do you even know how much that car costs?"

"Yeah?"

"And you’re not freaking out? Unless... oh, right—you must’ve known that old guy for a while now, huh? So you’re used to it. Yunyun... you’ve changed. You’re not the innocent girl I knew anymore. You’ve gone and hooked up with some sugar daddy, huh? Tsk tsk..."

Xuanxuan’s rapid-fire accusations left Lu Yun momentarily frozen.

Two seconds later, Lu Yun’s cheeks flushed pink. "Xuanxuan! What nonsense are you spouting? What old guy?! I haven’t ‘changed’—don’t make up stories!"

"Then explain that car!" Xuanxuan leaned in, eyes gleaming with curiosity.

Lu Yun shook her head helplessly, "That's my high school classmate's car. He... after we had dinner together, he drove me back."

"High school classmate? Not some big boss or corporate chairman?"

"Well, yes and no... But he's very young, just a year older than me. Definitely not some old man like you're imagining."

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