A Soft and Easy-to-Bully Designer

According to Su Bai's recent experience, stumbling upon an "S-Class Goddess" in real life was purely a matter of luck.

It wasn't necessarily true that places packed with beautiful women were more likely to harbor an S-Class Goddess.

Take this nightclub, for instance. It was supposedly the hottest new spot in Jiang City, yet after scanning the crowd all night, this obscure fashion designer named Lu Yuning was the very first S-Class Goddess he had encountered.

The System's criteria clearly didn't favor the generic "internet celebrity" look; instead, it seemed to assess overall charm and appeal.

Right now, the way Lu Yuning stood before him, looking completely flustered, was undeniably cute.

In particular, her "assets"—which trembled slightly and were subtly accentuated—were a feast for the eyes.

Others around them noticed the commotion at Su Bai's table and were surprised. Wait, why had he switched companions?

One moment it was a standard-issue influencer type, and the next, it was a somewhat frumpy-looking, albeit cute, girl.

Judging by her demeanor, she looked like a "good girl" who rarely visited nightclubs. They couldn't figure out where Su Bai had dug her up from.

Some curious onlookers asked the manager, and upon learning the full story, realization dawned on them. This was quickly followed by expressions of admiration.

*Damn, Su Bai is a legend. He actually recognized that the previous woman's outfit was something special. That aura of nobility he carries really comes from being worldly and experienced!*

No wonder he acted so composed and at ease despite it being his first time here today.

The young masters and misses began to wildly speculate about Su Bai's true identity.

In reality, they were overthinking it. Su Bai hadn't spotted the highlight because of recent high-spending indulgence.

Quite the opposite—Su Bai used to have nowhere to spend money, so his way of venting repressed frustration was searching for resources online. Having seen too many weird and wonderful "resources," he had mentally unlocked all sorts of plays and seen plenty of radical fashion designs.

To be honest, in Su Bai's view, there were many fashion styles girls could experiment with. The ones you couldn't wear outdoors were actually perfect for intimate fun between a couple.

That hazy sense of "trying to hide but still revealing" was far more alluring than being completely naked.

"D-Did I cause trouble? ...I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, boo hoo..."

Just as Su Bai was pondering his opening line, Lu Yuning finally couldn't hold it in anymore and spoke first, her voice timid.

Her roommate—Sister Chen—had run to the parking lot to call her in, wearing a face mixed with envy, jealousy, and hate. Yes, Sister Chen had pragmatically introduced Lu Yuning to Su Bai, but that was a decision made by logic. Her emotions, however, were extremely complicated.

*Ningning is so lucky. She actually managed to hook up with a rich guy like this.*

Sure, Su Bai only seemed interested in the clothes right now, but what if he became interested in her later?

It wasn't impossible. Lu Yuning indeed didn't like to dress up, but her physical assets were undeniable. Maybe the rich guy just liked this style.

Some bosses who invested in web dramas specifically looked for that "rustic and pure" vibe in girls.

So, Lu Yuning had been frightened by Sister Chen's expression, thinking that the clothes she designed for her two roommates had caused some sort of disaster.

Coupled with the way Su Bai was looking her up and down with a naturally aggressive gaze... It wasn't that Su Bai wanted to be fierce toward her, but after living the rich life for over a month, he had developed an aura of authority without even trying.

This led to the scene where Lu Yuning was inexplicably apologizing.

It made Su Bai chuckle. "It's okay, it's okay, don't be nervous. I just saw the outfit your friend was wearing and thought it was very creative, so I wanted to chat with the designer."

"Eh... Eh?!"

Lu Yuning, whose legs had already gone soft from fear, had started imagining classic scenarios like "offending the chaotic heir of a conglomerate and being sealed in a cement pillar to be thrown into the river."

Wasn't that how it always went in manga and novels?

But it turned out this handsome young man was actually interested in her work?

This unexpected outcome left Lu Yuning stunned.

Her expression instantly shifted to wild joy. "You like my designs?"

"Yes. You referenced classic works without being stuck in the form. Especially in the use of fabric and the subtle color adjustments. Hmm... it's very erotic. Very intense!"

"Right! That's right! You have such a good eye; that is exactly the effect I wanted to achieve!"

Talking about her profession, Lu Yuning's eyes lit up, and her speech became eight levels more articulate.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, and she even let out a silly "Hehehe~" after speaking.

Honestly, she seemed a bit goofy, but paired with her delicate features and figure, it was super cute!

Because she was excited, the girl tucked the loose strands of hair and bangs behind her ears, revealing her face more clearly to Su Bai.

Her face was of the soft and gentle type. She looked like a very tender girl—not energetic like Su Bai's little maid, nor cold like Shengsheng, but the kind who looked soft, doughy, and easy to bully.

Su Bai couldn't help but think: such a gentle girl really wasn't suited for fighting in the corporate world. It was better for her to be an independent designer.

Looking at the surroundings, Su Bai suggested, "Let's find a place to talk privately. Actually, I've been looking for a partner in the field of fashion design."

"Really? ...Mm-hm, okay, okay, sure!"

Lu Yuning was really unaccustomed to the decadent atmosphere of the SVIP booth. She was extremely socially anxious, and since she didn't have the foundation to pretend to be aloof, she was easily pushed around.

She followed Su Bai out of the booth and into a small private room.

There were many similar rooms in this nightclub, and their purpose was all too obvious.

Men and women who locked eyes on the dance floor came here to while away their restless loneliness late at night...

After all, a nightclub is a place for seeking thrills.

The owner knew what was up—or perhaps simply didn't want the club's restrooms to turn into "that" kind of place—so many small rooms were set aside.

The decor was ambiguous and suggestive, featuring dark pink as the main tone with gilded accents. The dim, warm lighting, combined with the rise and fall of Lu Yuning's chest, made one urge to taste the plump fruit.

It was only after entering that Lu Yuning belatedly sensed the subtle atmosphere, and her cheeks instantly flushed red.

The manager personally brought in the two bottles of wine Su Bai had just ordered, wished them a good time, and then withdrew from the small room, indicating he wouldn't disturb them.

The room was indeed quite small.

Sometimes, a smaller room made it easier to brew an intimate atmosphere.

This made Lu Yuning feel even more constrained.

"Do you drink?"

"Ugh, I... I rarely drink, I'm sorry..."

"Hey, no need to apologize. I'm not forcing you to drink with me. I value your professional skills; you're different from those girls who drink for company."

Su Bai spoke sincerely, casually sipping his own red wine.

Lu Yuning blinked, cautiously observing Su Bai's expression, and discovered that he really wasn't angry.

How amazing!

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