Spend when you have money, your looks are hidden by the clothes

Inside the fitting room of a women's clothing boutique.

Chen Qimeng had changed into an elegant, figure-hugging long dress.

She stared at the mirror in the fitting room for a long time.

She hesitated to step out.

She had originally come to help Little Yu pick out clothes.

How had it turned into shopping for herself?

And not just this one—three more unworn dresses and outfits still hung on the wall of the fitting room.

What made Chen Qimeng even more hesitant was…

Could she really pull off this kind of style?

Since becoming single again, she had taken on the role of both breadwinner and homemaker.

Dressing up beautifully had never been part of her life.

When it came to clothes, comfort and affordability were her priorities.

As long as they were clean and presentable, nothing else mattered.

The dress she had deliberately chosen to wear today was one she had bought years ago for a college friend’s wedding.

Changing one’s mindset wasn’t something that happened overnight.

Then there was the price tag…

Even with the discount, it was enough to buy several of her usual outfits!

"Qimeng, are you done changing?"

Little Yu’s voice came from outside.

Chen Qimeng quickly replied,

"Almost! I’ll be right out."

Sigh.

She was being ridiculous.

Right now, she didn’t even have time to overthink clothes.

The real dilemma was…

How should she handle her relationship with Little Yu?

Earlier, after she had answered "No" outside,

Little Yu had simply looked delighted and didn’t press further.

At the time, she had felt relieved.

But now, thinking back…

Didn’t that just mean the real challenge was yet to come?

So, what came after "No"?

Was she supposed to take responsibility or something?

Ugh, why hadn’t she controlled her words better?

But…

She had grown so used to Little Yu calling her "Aunt Qimeng."

Now, hearing just "Qimeng" suddenly…

Somehow, it made her feel a little…

[Ding!]

[Masterful move! The intimate form of address has warmed your cultivation partner’s heart!]

[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]

Lin Yu outside the fitting room: "???"

Oh?

She likes hearing that, huh?

Lin Yu confidently stepped closer to the fitting room curtain.

"Qimeng?"

Chen Qimeng inside: "Oh, I’m just tying the sash. I’ll be right there."

Lin Yu: "Qimeng, what should we have for dinner?"

Chen Qimeng: "Anything… is fine."

Lin Yu: "Qimeng, how about I cook tonight?"

Chen Qimeng: "Oh, that’s… also fine."

[Ding!]

[Masterful move! Repeated affectionate addressing has deepened your cultivation partner’s sense of happiness and belonging!]

[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]

Lin Yu smirked triumphantly outside.

If it was this easy, she should’ve started calling her that sooner.

A moment later,

Chen Qimeng stepped out from behind the curtain, fingers fidgeting nervously as she walked forward slowly.

Lin Yu: "!!!"

Her beauty and figure, previously hidden by plain clothes, now seemed to break free from their restraints.

The light dress swayed gracefully with her steps—

And so did Lin Yu’s heart.

"We’re getting this!" Lin Yu blurted out without thinking.

Not buying this would be a crime against such natural elegance.

Chen Qimeng was stunned.

"Ah? Actually, I don’t think it looks that…"

She trailed off, then quickly lowered her voice.

After all, all the clothes inside had been picked by Little Yu.

If she said they didn’t suit her, wouldn’t that imply Little Yu had bad taste?

"Qimeng, if you don’t like what I picked, you can choose something else."

"Since you’re the one wearing them, you should be happy with them."

Lin Yu seized on the hesitation in Chen Qimeng’s words and pressed further.

Chen Qimeng: "…"

If the conversation went like this…

No matter what she said, it would be wrong.

If she said she wasn’t satisfied, it would mean she disliked Little Yu’s choices.

If she said she wanted to keep looking, same problem.

If she said they were too expensive, wouldn’t that just earn her the dreaded three-word title again?

"Little Yu… thank you for picking these out for me."

"They really are beautiful, and I like them."

"How about we just get this one?"

"I don’t need so many clothes anyway. We can always come back if I need more later."

After saying this, Chen Qimeng looked at Little Yu hopefully.

This should be fine, right?

Most importantly…

If she spent all her savings on clothes,

How could she afford the DSLR camera she’d been saving up to buy for Little Yu?

Little Yu had already bought her own computer equipment.

But the camera was the goal Chen Qimeng had been working toward!

However,

Lin Yu just smiled and said,

"Just try them on. No one said you have to buy everything."

"The store doesn’t have a ‘no trial, no purchase’ rule, does it?"

A saleswoman nearby immediately chimed in,

"Miss, you’re welcome to try anything."

"You should trust your boyfriend’s taste. The outfits he picked are our latest collection this year—they suit you perfectly."

Chen Qimeng quickly glanced at the mirror: "…"

Boyfriend again…

Did all salespeople nowadays love playing matchmaker?

Though…

If she dressed up properly, maybe she didn’t actually look that old?

[Ding!]

[Masterful move! A flawless display of partnership in front of outsiders has secretly delighted your cultivation partner!]

[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]

"Qimeng, see? Even she agrees."

"We don’t go shopping often, so just try them on."

Chen Qimeng nodded. "Mm."

6:30 PM.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations, Host! Daily quest ‘Roaming the Mortal World Together’ completed! Reward: 100 Sect Contribution Points, 50 Spirit Stones!]

[Ding!]

[Congratulations, Host! Daily quest ‘Purchasing Immortal Attire’ completed! Reward: 100 Sect Contribution Points, 50 Spirit Stones!]

After leaving the mall,

Chen Qimeng’s expression was conflicted.

In the end,

Little Yu had bought every single outfit she had tried on.

And worse—

When she went to pay after trying on the last one,

She discovered Little Yu had already settled the bill while she was changing.

Letting Little Yu splurge on her like this…

Chen Qimeng felt the weight of guilt pressing down on her!

Even though she had bought two outfits for Lin Yu and groceries for dinner,

The amount she spent was nothing compared to the cost of her own new wardrobe.

Lin Yu: "Qimeng, if you earn money, would you spend it on me?"

Chen Qimeng: "Huh? Of—of course. I always have."

The sudden question left her momentarily confused.

Lin Yu continued,

"Then you have to accept me spending money on you too. I don’t mind if you never ask me for anything."

"But I won’t accept you being unhappy when I spend on you."

Chen Qimeng: "!!!"

She—

She wasn’t unhappy at all!

So unfair!

Come to think of it…

Had her earlier reaction made Little Yu think she was displeased?

Well… maybe.

Chen Qimeng: "Little Yu, I’m not unhappy. I’m actually really happy, but—"

Lin Yu: "Think carefully. I’ve heard that when people say ‘but,’ everything before it doesn’t count."

Chen Qimeng: "No, no ‘but.’"

Lin Yu: "Hehe, then as punishment, you’re in charge of preparing the foot soak tonight!"

Chen Qimeng: "!!!"

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