With Bai Qianshuang and Lan Xiaoke in tow, the trio spent most of their time hopping between snack stalls and restaurants, completely forgetting their original purpose for heading out.
Lan Xiaoke seemed determined to make up for decades of missed meals, and if Ye Chuan hadn’t held her back, she might have genuinely eaten herself sick.
“So full,” Lan Xiaoke groaned, rubbing her stomach. Fortunately, she could now use spiritual energy to digest food, so she wasn’t completely immobilized by the feast.
“Xiaoke, you ate way too much,” Bai Qianshuang remarked.
“But Qianshuang, you ate even more than me, didn’t you?” Lan Xiaoke shot back. Though she had ordered a lot, Bai Qianshuang had been right there with her, matching her bite for bite.
Bai Qianshuang’s gaze drifted away. “It’s different.”
“Alright, let’s focus on clothes now,” Ye Chuan interjected, steering them back on track. The original plan had been to buy Lan Xiaoke some new outfits, not just eat nonstop.
“I wanna check this out!” Lan Xiaoke spotted a clothing store and immediately dashed inside.
Ye Chuan and Bai Qianshuang followed, watching as Lan Xiaoke browsed the racks before pulling out a pretty light-blue dress.
“This one looks nice!”
A sales assistant, noticing potential customers, approached with a smile. “For our brand’s 10th anniversary, everything is 90% off! This dress is only 200 yuan.”
“90% off! Ye Chuan, it’s 90% off!” Lan Xiaoke whirled toward him excitedly. “Just one-tenth of the original price!”
Ye Chuan: “…”
Was there a chance the store had just inflated the original price tenfold before slapping on a fake discount?
“Just try it on and see if you like it,” Ye Chuan said, indifferent to the pricing tricks.
Lan Xiaoke happily skipped off to the fitting room.
A moment later, she peeked out from behind the curtain. “Uh…”
“What’s wrong?” Ye Chuan glanced at her.
“Ran into a tiny issue,” Lan Xiaoke whispered. Her eyes darted around, landing on Bai Qianshuang, who was still browsing, before she beckoned Ye Chuan closer. “Ye Chuan, come in here for a sec.”
“Huh?” Ye Chuan stepped inside and quickly understood the problem.
Lan Xiaoke had already changed into the dress, but something was clearly off…
“Hmm?” Ye Chuan’s gaze dropped to her chest—the side of the dress was completely gaping, barely containing her. It looked like the fabric had been forcibly stretched to its limits.
Now he got why she looked so awkward.
“This dress really doesn’t suit you,” Ye Chuan said, pressing lightly on the fabric to test its elasticity. It snapped right back.
“Heh.” Lan Xiaoke fiddled with her fingers before scratching her head sheepishly. “I’ve always had trouble finding clothes that fit.”
“At your size, most off-the-rack stuff won’t work,” Ye Chuan admitted after a brief struggle, then stepped out of the fitting room.
He called over the sales assistant, explained the situation, and bought the dress anyway.
“This young lady is indeed a tricky fit—her figure’s just too good,” the assistant remarked, eyeing Lan Xiaoke as she emerged. She then suggested, “How about something with stretch fabric? It’s flexible and breathable.”
“But I wanna wear a dress,” Lan Xiaoke pouted, clearly uninterested in the alternative.
“No need. We’ll take this one,” Ye Chuan said, pulling Lan Xiaoke out of the store.
Bai Qianshuang, who had been silently observing, finally spoke up. “Custom tailoring might be the better option.”
“But that takes time. Who knows how long a handmade piece would take?” Ye Chuan mused.
“True,” Bai Qianshuang agreed.
“So… I’m stuck with no clothes?” Lan Xiaoke blinked.
“You’ve got options,” Ye Chuan reassured her. His backpack still held her specialized gear—the [Succubus Set]—and in a pinch, she could wear something more… revealing, though it’d be a bit risqué.
“What about plus-size clothes?” Ye Chuan suggested.
“No way!” Lan Xiaoke crossed her arms defiantly. “I’ve got a great figure. I’m not wearing oversized stuff.”
To prove her point, she sucked in her stomach and struck a pose, chest proudly forward.
Ye Chuan poked her belly, making her deflate with a giggle. “Pfft—hahaha!”
“Fine, we’ll grab some temporary oversized clothes, then get you a custom piece,” Ye Chuan conceded. There were plenty of tailors in the urban village—maybe even the same elderly woman who’d made Luo's father’s suit.
“Okay,” Lan Xiaoke relented, then suddenly brightened. “Wait, I can just wear your T-shirts!”
“Mine?” Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah!”
“Well… if you’re fine with it.” Since she’d suggested it, he saw no reason to drag her to more stores. “Let’s grab some boba tea and head back.”
“Me!”
Armed with drinks, the trio returned home.
“Try this.” Ye Chuan pulled a T-shirt from his closet and handed it to Lan Xiaoke.
“I’ll try it!” She took it but hesitated, staring at him.
“What?”
Lan Xiaoke, standing in Ye Chuan’s room, glanced around before asking, “Should I change here?”
“Up to you. Why?”
Her face instantly flushed. “If you wanna watch, I can change here. Heh.”
“Then go ahead.”
“Mmm… maybe not.” Despite her earlier boldness, under Ye Chuan’s gaze, she suddenly clutched the shirt and bolted from the room.
“It’s not like I haven’t seen it all before. Why’s she so flip-floppy?” Ye Chuan shook his head.
A while later, Lan Xiaoke reappeared in the T-shirt.
On her, it looked more like a mini-dress, ending mid-thigh—technically covering everything, yet somehow leaving little to the imagination.
“This’ll work for now,” Ye Chuan said.
Sniff sniff. Lan Xiaoke suddenly smelled the fabric.
“What?”
“It smells… nice,” she giggled, then abruptly blushed. “I’m gonna go play games!”
“That’s it?” Ye Chuan smirked.
“Eh?” Lan Xiaoke paused, considering his expression. “…Want me to keep you company tonight?”
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
