As night fell, the lights of the commercial street gradually illuminated.
"Welcome~"
The crisp sound of wind chimes rang as Gu Ximan and Lu Xuexue stepped into the high-end lingerie store one after the other.
The salesgirl’s eyes lit up, and she immediately approached, unable to help but admire—these two beauties, one with a voluptuous figure and the other petite and delicate, were absurdly gorgeous.
Finally, she didn’t have to force herself to flatter customers dishonestly.
In this line of work, black could be spun into white.
But once a customer was pleased, they wouldn’t hesitate to splurge.
And the lingerie in their store was of premium quality, with steep prices—even a single sale could earn a hefty commission.
"What styles are you two looking for? We just got some new arrivals—let me show you first," the salesgirl said with a bright smile, her gaze subtly sweeping over the two.
D, B.
Gu Ximan confidently straightened her posture, brushing aside her cold tea-brown hair draped over her shoulders. "Miss, I’d like something comfortable, preferably full-coverage."
Full-coverage bras, as the name suggested—offered maximum support and security, the ultimate "true love" of bras for ample curves.
"Of course," the salesgirl immediately understood, retrieving a black lace bra from the display. "This is one of our bestsellers—made with ultra-fine modal fabric, strong support yet breathable, perfect for someone with your... ahem... generous proportions~"
She even winked.
"Not that big, really. Let me see."
Gu Ximan happily took it, examining it closely.
Lu Xuexue stood to the side, her gaze involuntarily drifting to Gu Ximan’s chest before glancing down at her own—under her JK blouse, there was barely any curve to speak of.
She bit her lower lip, then suddenly pointed at a light pink push-up bra. "Um... miss. I’d like to try this one."
The salesgirl blinked. "This is from our 'Miracle' series—3/4 cup, padded with thick foam, side panels designed to smooth bulges..."
She studied Lu Xuexue’s slender frame, pausing for a thoughtful moment before kindly suggesting, "But with your petite frame, you might find this triangle bralette more natural..."
The subtext was clear—honey, you’re still young.
"I just want to try it..." Lu Xuexue’s ears tinged pink, a hint of defiance in her voice.
Gu Ximan raised an eyebrow, giving her a teasing look. "Xuexue, comfort is the most important thing in lingerie~~~"
As best friends, they often joked about this topic.
"I—I just..." Lu Xuexue flushed, her voice rising slightly like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "I just... wanted to try a different style!"
Of course, the real reason was that she thought Gu Luo—being the doting older brother he was—would definitely like this style. She wanted to surprise him during their weekend plans.
Naturally, the salesgirl wouldn’t argue with a customer. She smiled warmly. "You’re both so beautiful—anything would look great on you. Why not try them on? The fitting rooms are over there."
"Oho~"
Gu Ximan took the bras handed to her and nudged Lu Xuexue toward the fitting rooms, practically buzzing with excitement.
Though there were a few mischievous gestures along the way—ones Lu Xuexue, walking ahead, didn’t notice.
"Miss, would you like help adjusting the straps?"
The salesgirl’s voice came from outside.
"No need, thanks!" Gu Ximan’s reply through the door was brimming with enthusiasm.
She couldn’t wait to see how Gu Luo would react.
Hmph!
Meanwhile, Lu Xuexue wasn’t having as much luck.
Inside her stall, she fumbled with the back clasp, adjusting it repeatedly—only to find it either too tight and suffocating or too loose to offer any support.
Worse, the thick padding looked absurdly out of place on her chest, like two small buns forcibly stuffed in.
"Miss, do you need assistance?" The salesgirl’s gentle inquiry came at just the right time, as if she’d anticipated this.
"N-No, I’m fine..." Lu Xuexue hurriedly refused, but as she turned, she accidentally bumped the hook—the bra snapped open with a sharp pop. She scrambled to catch it, nearly toppling over in the process.
Hearing the commotion, Gu Ximan’s concerned voice came from the next stall. "You okay, Xuexue?"
"Y-Yeah... fine..."
Lu Xuexue’s face burned crimson as she glared at her reflection.
In the mirror, her slender frame clashed starkly with the exaggerated push-up bra—pitiful and... a little ridiculous.
So... it really was hopeless?
Her shoulders slumped in defeat.
Too bad Gu Luo wouldn’t get to see this one.
Just then, a soft lilac lace bra slid under the door.
"Try this," Gu Ximan’s voice was unusually gentle. "Your size."
Lu Xuexue froze. "M-Manny, when did you grab this...?"
"Heh, secret~" Gu Ximan chuckled. "Stop forcing it—what suits you is best. Oh, and I bet Gu Luo would love this style~~~"
"You—!"
Lu Xuexue’s cheeks flamed as she took the bra, the silk fabric impossibly soft against her fingers.
Once on, it fit perfectly—no gaping cups, no uncomfortable tightness.
It felt amazing.
But the design... why did it seem a little... risqué?
Hesitantly, she cracked open the stall door, meeting Gu Ximan’s gaze.
The other girl had already changed into her black lace set, her flawless curves on full display under the lights.
Even as a girl, Lu Xuexue couldn’t look away.
She couldn’t even imagine how much Gu Luo would adore it.
"Xuexue, you’re adorable!" Gu Ximan’s eyes sparkled.
The salesgirl chimed in at the perfect moment. "Wow, this one really suits you, miss—elegant but not too mature, and..."
She lowered her voice. "The cut actually enhances your shape."
Lu Xuexue’s face reddened again, but this time, a small smile tugged at her lips.
Clearly, she was thrilled—and satisfied.
"Then... I’ll take this one."
After picking out a few more pieces, all three left the store in high spirits.
As they stepped outside, Lu Xuexue suddenly whispered, "Manny... how can I... be more like you...?"
Gu Ximan paused, linking arms with her. "Heh, drink more milk."
Then, leaning in, she murmured into her ear:
"Or... let your dear Gu Luo help you out~~~"
!
Lu Xuexue’s mind instantly flooded with indecent images, the fading blush on her cheeks reigniting tenfold.
Meanwhile, not far away...
"Bro, look, LOOK! Those two are next-level hot!!"
"I’m serious—I’ve gotta shoot my shot!!!"
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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.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

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!