"Then let’s try this one first!"
After much hesitation, Su Yuxin picked out a black suit, as suits were typically worn on important occasions—like, say, a future wedding. That was precisely why the first piece of clothing she chose for Ye Feng was a suit.
"A suit? I don’t usually wear this kind of thing," Ye Feng scratched his cheek, somewhat puzzled. But then it occurred to him that Su Yuxin had picked it out for him, and he didn’t want to dampen her enthusiasm, so he quickly backtracked.
"Yuxin, I’m not saying I dislike it! I just meant I already have a suit at home—it was one Mu Cheng forced on me back then..."
"No!!!"
Before Ye Feng could finish, Su Yuxin immediately cut him off with a loud shout. The outburst drew suspicious glances from nearby shoppers. Some even eyed Ye Feng judgmentally, whispering behind their hands.
"......"
Ye Feng shuddered at the scene. Realizing that if he didn’t intervene soon, he might end up with a visit from the authorities, he quickly raised a finger to his lips and whispered to Su Yuxin, "Yuxin, calm down. If you say no, then no. I’ll wear it, okay? I’ll wear it!"
"Wah..."
Su Yuxin pouted, her eyes glistening with tears as she spoke in a choked-up voice.
"R-really? Brother Ye Feng… You won’t lie to me, right?"
"Of course not! When have I ever gone back on my word? Today, I’m wearing this suit no matter what—even you can’t stop me! That’s final!"
Ye Feng grabbed the suit she’d picked out and held it up against himself.
"Hmm, Yuxin has great taste. I think this suits me perfectly."
"Right, right? You’ll look so handsome in this, Brother Ye Feng! In the future, our—"
Su Yuxin caught herself mid-sentence and clapped a hand over her mouth before hastily correcting,
"—our Brother Ye Feng will become a dashing young nobleman!"
"You little..."
Ye Feng chuckled and tapped her nose playfully before standing up.
"Alright, I’ll go try it on now. Wait for me here, okay?"
"Mhm!"
Just as Ye Feng turned to leave, Su Yuxin’s small hand grabbed his wrist again.
"Yuxin? What’s wrong?"
She stood on her tiptoes and whispered into his ear,
"Brother Ye Feng, I’m really sorry for earlier. I lost my temper. But the suit Mu Cheng gave you and the one I’m giving you… they mean totally different things! That’s why I got so worked up. Please don’t hate me, okay?"
"I get it. The meaning behind them isn’t the same, right?"
"Mm-hmm! Exactly!"
Relieved that he understood, Su Yuxin nodded eagerly—though there was one thought she kept to herself:
Mu Cheng’s suit was just for you to wear as her servant! Mine’s different! This suit is a symbol of our love!
"Got it."
Ye Feng patted her head before heading toward the fitting room, sending Su Yuxin’s anticipation soaring.
Hehe~ My prince charming… The day we’re together is getting closer and closer~
Once Ye Feng disappeared, an idea suddenly popped into Su Yuxin’s head. After a moment of contemplation, she turned and made her way to the casualwear section.
"Excuse me, miss? Could you recommend some men’s casual outfits for me?"
......
"Tsk—"
The moment Ye Feng stepped into the fitting room and saw the price tag, he nearly choked. Despite the suit’s comfortable fabric and unrecognizable (yet presumably high-end) logo, the price was downright staggering—tens of thousands.
Is this thing made of gold? Or is the logo gold-plated? How is it this expensive?!
For a split second, he considered asking Su Yuxin to pick something else. But remembering how adamant she’d been, he realized there was no escaping it.
Fine. I’ll just try it on. When it’s time to pay, I’ll grit my teeth and bear it. It’s rare to go shopping with Yuxin, and if I don’t keep her happy, tonight’s plan will be tough.
With that, he shrugged off his worries, hung his jacket on the hook, and began putting on the suit.
Rustle, rustle...
Once fully dressed, Ye Feng examined himself in the mirror. The suit instantly transformed his youthful appearance, lending him an air of maturity—almost like the young master of some wealthy family, just as Su Yuxin had said. But to him, it made no difference; he’d have been just as comfortable in a plain white tank top.
"This should do, right?"
After adjusting the collar, he turned the doorknob and stepped out.
......
The moment the door swung open, he felt resistance—followed by a startled "Oof!"
Crap. Did I just hit someone with the door?!
Alarmed, Ye Feng rushed out to check—though something about the voice sounded familiar.
"Sorry, I didn’t mean to open the door so—"
He froze mid-sentence. Standing outside, arms piled high with clothes, was none other than Su Yuxin.
"Yuxin?"
"Brother Ye Feng~"
"Why were you standing there...?"
"You were taking forever! I came to see if something happened!"
She pouted while shamelessly ogling him in the suit.
Mmm~ Perfect. As his future wife, I have to be the first to see how he looks in our wedding suit!
"Wow, Brother Ye Feng, it looks amazing on you! So much more handsome than before!"
"Uh… thanks. But I just saw the price—isn’t it a bit too...?"
"Too expensive? My daily allowance is way more than this, so don’t worry about it. Besides, I already paid for it upfront! All you have to do is take it home."
"Huh? You already paid?! But I can cover it myse—"
Before he could protest further, Su Yuxin cut him off again.
"Brother Ye Feng, where’s your gratitude? You should just accept it as a gift! Or else I’ll get mad, you know~"

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ial death, also known as "shè sǐ" in Chinese, generally refers to... well, never mind, it's not important. My name is Ye Cheng, and I'm about to experience social death firsthand. ... 【Host, your mission is to confess your love to the young lady of the Dongfang family, the current student council president, in a way that will be unforgettable for everyone at the freshman ceremony!】 【Host, assist the girl with a sprained ankle in front of you to reach the infirmary, and fulfill the wicked thoughts in your heart!】 【Host, act on your desires and punish the arrogant young lady before you mercilessly!】 【Host, follow your instincts—abandon shameful surrender, begging, or groveling, and ruthlessly criticize the domineering, ill-mannered young lady in front of you!】 【Host...】 Ye Cheng: "Here, here, you take this host role—I quit!" Wait, why is the girl with a sprained ankle the daughter of a mafia boss? And what kind of punishment method is this for the arrogant young lady? Also, who the heck said anything about wicked thoughts in my heart? Come out here, let’s settle this one-on-one!!! ... The haughty student council president, the scheming mafia princess, the fragile yandere young lady, the airheaded maid-in-waiting, the mixed-blood loli/...

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