The Shop That Yangyang Dreams of Visiting

To be honest, having a fondness for patting girls' heads isn’t exactly the most respectable hobby for an average person. After all, the girl might not even like it.

Take Jiang Qiuran, for example—she doesn’t let Su Bai touch her head anymore. It was fine when they were kids, but ever since middle school, she’s held a grudge about it.

Ah, the younger Qiuran was so much cuter. The current version? Just plain ridiculous.

People only see Jiang Qiuran’s delicate beauty, completely blind to the barrenness and gloom inside.

And let’s not even talk about her lack of "assets." After Liu Chenyang removed her chest wrap, she was way more endowed.

Besides dresses, Su Bai had also bought Chenyang a proper bra.

The first time up in the mountains, Su Bai had manually measured her proportions. Later, during a casual shopping trip, he picked out two sets that fit her perfectly.

Now, walking hand-in-hand with Su Bai, Chenyang felt a little uneasy.

“So, how does it feel? Not comfortable?”

“Mmm… I’m not used to wearing this. I usually just use a chest wrap. It feels weird, like it’s… moving around.”

Liu Chenyang honestly shared her experience, which made Su Bai burst into laughter.

“Wuwu, why are you laughing?!”

“Plenty of girls would kill to have enough ‘material’ to even jiggle a little when going braless, and here you are complaining about it.”

“Th-that’s different! I’ve never experienced this before! Wuwu… Su Bai, slow down a bit…”

Chenyang struggled slightly to keep up, though Su Bai was already making an effort to walk slower. The real issue? Her wedge sandals.

Her delicate feet peeked out shyly from the straps, and the lace design around her ankles added a touch of elegance—exactly her style. But wedge heels just didn’t offer the same stability as sneakers.

Still, she insisted on wearing them.

Su Bai really understood her.

Money aside, his creativity and initiative were downright captivating. It’s just that before he had wealth, few bothered to look deeper into who he was.

As they reached the second floor of the mall, the growing crowd made Chenyang tense up. She rarely ventured out in her “Chenyang” form, and even with a black mask and wig, she couldn’t shake the nerves.

Honestly, her nerves weren’t the strongest. Her obsession with racing? Partly an attempt to toughen up.

But now, she didn’t need cars or anything else to boost her courage. Just looping her arm around Su Bai’s was enough to fill her with endless energy.

Bystanders couldn’t help but glance enviously at the lively, forest-style beauty clinging to Su Bai as they strolled.

“They look so close. Ugh, my partner acts like I don’t even exist when we’re shopping.”

“Same. But that guy’s something else—you can tell he’s not ordinary.”

“Wait, do rich people even shop at places like this? The brands they usually buy aren’t even here.”

True enough, Su Bai had brought Chenyang to the most ordinary Prada Plaza.

Compared to the upscale IKC Mall where he usually took his senior, this place was far more budget-friendly.

Originally, Su Bai had planned to take Chenyang to IKC too, but she pointed out the higher chance of running into someone they knew. For a first try, better to play it safe…

This girl really was timid.

“Which store do you want to hit first?”

“Hmm… let me think…”

“Not familiar with any of these, huh?” Su Bai teased.

“Not exactly! There’s one I’ve always wanted to go to but never had the chance…”

With that, Chenyang tugged Su Bai’s hand and led the way—straight to a Miniso.

This chain store was everywhere, basically the modern version of a “five-yuan bargain shop,” selling all kinds of knickknacks. It was a hit with high school and college girls.

The prices were low, and the quality… well, hit or miss. Su Bai remembered tagging along with Jiang Qiuran a few times—some items were surprisingly well-made, while others were pure scams.

But no matter how you looked at it, Miniso and “young miss” Liu Chenyang didn’t seem to belong in the same sentence.

In Su Bai’s mind, a proper rich girl should be jetting off to Japan to browse vintage shops for quirky finds. That was the aesthetic.

Noticing Su Bai’s puzzled look, Chenyang stomped her foot in embarrassment and whispered, “I’ve always wanted to come here, but it’s always groups of girls or couples walking in. Going in alone as a guy would’ve been weird.”

“Fair point,” Su Bai conceded. Seems his Chenyang had sharp observational skills.

Places like Miniso, along with other accessory or lingerie stores, all followed the same rule: a guy walking in alone required nerves of steel.

“If you like it, I’ll come with you anytime.”

“Mhm~!”

Just from the way Liu Chenyang was skipping along, Su Bai could already sense her bubbly energy.

"Stop bouncing around. You just started wearing wedge heels—I don’t want you to twist your ankle."

"I won’t!"

"Really? I remember last time when we went for a drive in the mountains, you twisted your ankle just getting out of the car."

"……"

Mentioning that scene made Liu Chenyang recall what Su Bai had done after she twisted her ankle, and instantly, a wave of shyness washed over her. Her soft body leaned into Su Bai as she weakly pounded his chest with her tiny fists.

Inside the store, a few girls browsing through the merchandise couldn’t help but glance their way, whispering among themselves.

"How shameless, being so clingy with her boyfriend in broad daylight…"

"Ugh, flexing much? So what if her boyfriend’s tall and handsome? My boyfriend is also… damn, never mind, he can’t compare. Slurp… this guy’s shoulders are so broad…"

"It’s wild. That girl is almost 5'7", yet she has such a soft, adorable vibe. Meanwhile, I’m only 5'5", and when I wear heels, I look like a hulking brute. My mom says I’m nothing like a delicate little bird—more like a Tibetan eagle."

Su Bai’s hearing was sharper than most.

So he caught every word of their chatter and nearly burst out laughing.

Seriously, ladies.

Maybe, just maybe, your mom called you an eagle not because of your height, but because…

Then again, she wasn’t entirely wrong. In a way, Chenyang did have a unique charm—that genuine, natural soft-girl energy was just unbeatable.

Uncle really dropped the ball, huh? How could he make an overflowing natural softie like her pretend to be a guy? At best, she could only pull off the look of a sleep-deprived, exhausted dude.

But then again, from another perspective, Chenyang’s disguise had spared her from being pursued by countless men over the years.

Which, in the end, worked out perfectly for Su Bai.

So really, it was a win!