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?”
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
