You can button it up here, but for everyday convenience, it is actually best to leave it unbuttoned. It looks looser and won't feel uncomfortably tight...
In the fitting room, Lu Yuning was guiding Li Xingya on how to wear the clothes.
This might sound a bit funny, after all, who doesn't know how to dress themselves? However, once she started trying them on, Li Xingya suddenly realized she genuinely didn't know how!
Fortunately, Lu Yuning was used to this. In the past, when she followed her head designer to fitting sessions, she sometimes had to instruct the models on how to wear the pieces. Even fashion models couldn't possibly be familiar with every bizarre design out there.
Hearing Lu Yuning's comforting words, Li Xingya felt much more at ease. But soon, she became nervous and fidgety again, because the cinched-waist dress looked a little too good on her.
It looked so good that the alluring figure in the mirror didn't even seem like her own.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Li Xingya felt a bit dazed.
Her family's financial situation was quite poor.
After her father quit his factory job, he had been struggling with small businesses with little success, and her mother was always arguing with him.
It sounded a bit unbelievable, but during middle school, she strictly ate at the school cafeteria because there was never any food at home.
After coming to Jiangcheng Normal University, she thought the cafeteria food was delicious, but her classmates always complained, saying it was nowhere near as good as home-cooked meals, let alone the food at Jiangcheng University.
During junior high, girls started to develop.
At that time, boys harassed Li Xingya. The junior high she attended wasn't great, filled with delinquent students. Annoyed beyond belief by the boys' harassment, she deliberately dressed as frumpy and plain as possible. It was a helpless coping mechanism.
Another method was to study hard and become a student valued under the teachers' watchful eyes.
In that small city lacking educational resources, with no money for tutoring classes, Li Xingya sheer-willed her way from a trashy junior high to a key district high school, and finally got into a second-tier university with a decent employment rate.
In the eyes of the people in her hometown, graduating from Jiangcheng Normal University and becoming a teacher meant she had made something of herself.
But Li Xingya wanted more. She didn't want to return to that small city. As the saying goes, the prosperous stay in their hometowns, while the poor wander afar. She had no foothold back home anyway, so she might as well hustle in Jiangcheng, where resources were abundant in every aspect.
Thus, she worked hard to prepare for a major transfer. Her personality was indeed quite suited to being a female coder: introverted and grounded.
As for fashion, that was something she hadn't cared about in a long time.
Since when did her figure become this beautiful?
Li Xingya shrank her shoulders.
Xingya, pair this with these pantyhose. They are skin-colored, so they will keep you warm in the winter and also flatter the shape of your legs... Not that your legs don't look good, but wearing these will make them even more charming.
Oh, okay... How do I put these on?
Roll them up first, then slip them over your foot and pull them up little by little.
Lu Yuning guided her patiently.
There was a bit of clever calculation behind this.
As Su Bai's exclusive designer, she naturally had to figure out her boss's preferences.
Without a doubt, the boss absolutely loved pantyhose.
Li Xingya's legs weren't the super skinny chopstick type; they were well-proportioned and slightly fleshy. Her perfectly touching thighs and smoothly curved calves, enhanced by the 40D skin-toned pantyhose, looked like a work of art in a museum, making one want to test how they felt.
Having just put them on, Li Xingya felt a bit unaccustomed. For a girl who had never worn pantyhose before, that restrictive feeling really did take some time to get used to.
But...
They did look good.
Almost too good. If she wore this around campus, the other female students would definitely laugh at her, saying she was desperate for a man or trying to seduce some boy.
Let's go. Let's head out and show the boss how it looks.
Mhm, okay...
Despite still being very shy, Li Xingya followed Lu Yuning's suggestion.
She barely dared to make eye contact with Su Bai, staring at the floor for a long time.
Mm, not bad. It has that professional office lady vibe. You are just slouching a bit. When you have time, let Sheng Sheng take you to the gym, Su Bai said.
Proper fitness was undoubtedly very useful for improving posture.
To some extent, Li Xingya's posture also reflected her inner lack of confidence.
Walking, especially, could fully reveal a person's character.
For instance, those who walk with a brisk, commanding stride usually have a strong and stable core.
Those with a weak core walk like they are weak, doing things like the swagger walk.
Of course, this wasn't to say Li Xingya was weak; Xingya wasn't weak, she was an S-class goddess!
But at least for now, she still needed a period of development.
With just a few words, Su Bai arranged fitness training for her. Working out wouldn't just correct her posture; it would also boost her confidence.
They visited a few more stores, putting together different styles of women's clothing for Li Xingya.
None were overly expensive, totaling just over thirty thousand yuan. By Su Bai's consumption standards, this was pure cost-effectiveness.
However, it left Li Xingya completely flustered. She kept telling her boss to stop buying, saying she already had enough to wear...
Whether it is enough or not is up to me. Oh, and I need to get you some jewelry and a watch. Consider it a loan from me.
Su Bai understood a principle deeply: at a place like the Normal University, the level of snobbery among girls was generally a tier higher than at Jiangcheng University... maybe even several tiers higher.
When girls are of a higher tier, their comparisons become more subtle and diversified. For the lower tiers, the rich sister is king; if you have money, whatever you say goes!
This phenomenon was well-documented on platforms like Little Red Book... If you didn't reveal your wealthy status, posting anything would attract a bunch of trolls. But if you turned on the flaunt-wealth mode, people would scramble to flatter you and act like your servants.
Why was that?
Therefore, Su Bai had to give Li Xingya a complete makeover among her classmates, so her soft and agreeable nature wouldn't attract any more trouble. After all, even though she hadn't joined the harem yet, she was at least an employee now and a key target for future development.
So, the three of them drove to the area where luxury stores gathered, a place Su Bai frequently visited, which was actually right near Ascott.
High-end consumption often clustered together. The logic was obvious: cheap motels opened near schools to cater to student couples, but opening a luxury hotel there wouldn't make sense.
People staying at Ascott obviously had a much higher probability of buying luxury goods than those staying at budget chain hotels.
The staff at the several stores here were already familiar with Su Bai; walking in felt like coming home to him.
Every time they saw Su Bai, several female sales associates would scramble to serve him. After all, Su Bai spent money freely and had looks rivaling a celebrity. Serving a boss like him was a double feast of commissions and emotional value.

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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.