【Points: 543】
【Shop: Memory Card (Previous Day) 30 points; Memory Card (Past Three Days) 60 points; Memory Card (Past Seven Days) 110 points; Memory Card (Past... Days)】
【Purchased Memory Card (Previous Day)】
【Points: 513】
Inside a rideshare car.
Gu Luo used the memory card.
In an instant, a peculiar sensation washed over him. The memories of the previous day flowed into his mind like a gentle stream, every detail becoming crystal clear at a slow and soothing pace.
As long as he didn’t step into the store where the little devil had taken him to play dress-up yesterday, he’d be fine.
Other customers might go unnoticed by the shop attendants, but the two of them stood out far too much—both blessed with looks so striking they could ruin someone’s life at a single glance.
If he walked into the same store, there was a high chance the shop assistant would recognize him. That would spell trouble.
Gu Luo gazed out the window and sighed inwardly.
Thirty points, just like that—gone.
He began to reflect on whether he should have lied in the first place.
Now he was stuck covering one lie with another.
But after carefully replaying the events, he still believed he couldn’t let it slip that Luo Shuhe had been sleeping in his bed at the time.
After all, they had just formed this new blended family. As the older brother, maintaining harmony was his top priority.
The reason he’d chosen to "expose" himself in that way was purely a spur-of-the-moment decision—no time to think.
Only that approach could explain why he’d taken so long to open the door and why he’d blocked the entrance without raising suspicion.
If Luo Shuning had peeked inside back then, it would’ve been game over.
Sigh...
Fortunately, Luo Shuning was a gentle, kind-hearted angel. Not only did she not resent him for it, but she’d somehow even grown fonder of him.
Not to mention, she thoughtfully warmed milk for him every day.
Just thinking about it made Gu Luo realize how deeply considerate Luo Shuning truly was.
He couldn’t help but wonder—should he find a time to come clean about everything?
But the moment the thought surfaced, he immediately dismissed it.
After everything that had happened between him and Luo Shuhe, how could he ever face Luo Shuning again if the truth came out?
What a headache...
The more he dwelled on it, the worse it got.
He’d just have to take it slow.
Stuck between a cryptic little devil and a tender-hearted angel—he was truly caught between a rock and a hard place.
If not for his system’s help, today would’ve been a disaster.
"Big brother, what’s wrong?"
Noticing Gu Luo’s troubled expression, Luo Shuning grew concerned.
"Ahem... It’s nothing, just a bit of insomnia last night."
"Insomnia?"
Luo Shuning blinked her large, sparkling eyes, her mind instantly conjuring up scenarios—was it because big brother was so excited about their outing today that he couldn’t sleep?
Lost in her thoughts, she began mentally hyping herself up.
"Big brother, let me massage your temples for you." A warm, soothing smile graced her lips.
"Ah... Is that okay?" Gu Luo’s heartbeat quickened at her words.
He marveled inwardly—this was the angel’s way. Always so understanding, always so tender.
"Of course! Big brother works hard every day. As your little sister, it’s the least I can do." Luo Shuning smiled gently.
"Turn around for me."
"Thanks, then."
Gu Luo slowly turned his back to her.
Luo Shuning raised her hands—her fingers slender and delicate—and lightly pressed against his temples.
Her middle fingers rested gently as she began massaging in slow, soothing circles.
The pressure was light but perfect. It felt incredible.
Gu Luo closed his eyes, savoring the comforting touch.
This, he thought, was the difference between an angel and a devil.
One actively massaged your temples, showering you with care.
The other demanded foot rubs and practically handed herself to you on a silver platter.
Not that he was complaining.
For a guy, both scenarios were enjoyable—just in entirely different ways.
Meanwhile, not far behind their car, a black van trailed closely.
In the back seat, Gu Ximan and Lu Xuexue were decked out in full stealth gear—hoodies, face masks, the works.
Professional stalker attire.
Maximum sneakiness.
"Xuexue, maybe this isn’t right... They’re just shopping for clothes," Gu Ximan suddenly hesitated.
"And if we get caught, how am I supposed to face Shuning-jie...?"
After all, Luo Shuning always bought clothes for her too, and this morning, she’d even invited her to share the monthly 100,000-yuan allowance.
Now that she thought about it, why had she agreed to tail them again?
Ugh... She couldn’t remember.
Her head itched.
Hearing this, Lu Xuexue quickly reassured her in a hushed voice, "Then let’s just be extra careful not to get caught."
She was genuinely worried Gu Luo and Luo Shuning might end up together.
Better to observe first, then make her move when the time was right.
......
After over an hour stuck in traffic, Gu Luo and Luo Shuning finally arrived at Caizhou Shopping Plaza.
"Ahhh, so refreshing! I’m full of energy now!"
The moment he stepped out of the car, Gu Luo stretched dramatically, even bouncing a little for emphasis, radiating enthusiasm.
His over-the-top energy wasn’t without purpose.
This served two goals:
First, it gave Luo Shuning emotional validation—making her believe her massage had worked wonders.
(Though to be fair, the angel’s massage had left him feeling fantastic.)
Second, this lively demeanor let him subtly take the lead, naturally guiding Luo Shuning into stores he hadn’t visited yesterday.
Plus, it made him seem extra excited about their outing, further boosting her mood.
Gu Luo always put extra thought into handling his sisters.
If Gu Ximan were around, he’d keep interactions with the trio minimal, replies short and simple. But one-on-one? Equal treatment for all.
Such was the way of the brother.
But now, with the wildcard Luo Shuhe in the mix, things had gotten complicated. One misstep, and everything could blow up.
All Gu Luo could do was fight tooth and nail to preserve the family’s peace.
No casualties allowed.
And if the situation turned dire? He’d sacrifice himself without hesitation.
Like that incident.
Just as Gu Luo predicted, seeing him so spirited made Luo Shuning beam with joy.
Clearly, she was mentally writing fanfiction again.
And none of this would’ve been possible without the behind-the-scenes coaching from a certain love-advice rookie.
With the upper hand secured, Gu Luo cheerfully took the lead, striding ahead like an eager shopper.
And so it went:
First store.
Second store.
Third store.
...Nth store.
One after another, all stores he hadn’t stepped into with Luo Shuhe.
Try to trap him? Not a chance.
Every time Gu Luo changed his clothes, Luo Shuning would gently adjust his collar for him, just like a devoted wife.
This made him momentarily dazed, even fantasizing about their future married life.
A gentle girl was truly wonderful.
Gu Luo gradually found himself immersed in this tender affection.
But just as he turned his head, he suddenly spotted a familiar face.
The shop assistant clearly noticed Gu Luo too and immediately flashed a professional smile, quickly walking toward him.
Gu Luo froze on the spot.
While Luo Shuning was busy picking out clothes, he hurried over to the shop assistant.
"Handsome, today—"
The assistant was about to say, "Brought your girlfriend shopping again?" but before she could utter the word "again," Gu Luo hastily cut her off.
"Sis, could you get us some water, please?"
"Ah... sure." The assistant smiled, slightly puzzled by his urgency, but politely agreed.
Then, she waved at Luo Shuning, who had just turned around.
Noticing this, Luo Shuning looked confused but nodded politely in response.
Meanwhile, Gu Luo felt his scalp tingle with anxiety and quickly urged the assistant to fetch the water.
Internally, he groaned—how could he run into the same shop assistant at a store he hadn’t even visited yesterday?
Please don’t let this backfire!
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