Innocent Freshman Girl, So Easily Satisfied

A beautiful sales associate sized up Su Bai's outfit.

Her gaze lingered for a moment on the Audemars Piguet Royal Oak on his wrist before she flashed a bright smile and approached him.

Having worked in sales for a long time, she had developed a professional smile and knew better than to judge a book by its cover.

But at the very least, she could tell who had strong spending power.

Su Bai’s trendy outfit consisted entirely of the latest seasonal pieces. Guys who liked buying new releases often had more financial muscle than they outwardly showed.

Those who pretended to be wealthy usually went for discounted old stock or even second-hand items…

Not to mention, the watch he was wearing was clearly expensive at a glance.

Exactly how expensive was hard to say.

The sales associate was just experienced at reading people—she wasn’t some AI-powered scanner that could instantly appraise an item’s price.

"Sir, are you here to pick out clothes for your younger sisters?"

Instinctively, she assumed the Wan sisters were Su Bai’s siblings.

After all, Su Bai was a tall, ruggedly handsome guy who looked slightly older than his age, while the Wan sisters had the unmistakable aesthetic of petite, doll-like girls who just barely passed as legal adults.

Before Su Bai could respond, Wan Xinyan eagerly stepped forward. "Yeah! Big Brother is helping us pick out yoga pants—ones that are soft and feel nice to the touch."

She put on an innocent, adorable act, leaning against Su Bai’s arm and subtly offering him some "benefits."

The sales associate didn’t overthink it—she didn’t even catch the deeper implications of "feel nice to the touch."

After a brief pause, she suggested, "If you’re looking for the ultimate tactile experience, I’d recommend this year’s new GlOWUp series."

"Inspired by diving suits, they’re made from a smooth, high-stretch fabric with strong compression in the core areas. The laser-cut hem reduces pinching, and the matte finish gives it a premium look—balancing support and comfort…"

She led the trio to the display samples while explaining.

Not forgetting to add, "Since it’s a new release, the price is a bit steep—1,200 yuan per pair…"

"Don’t worry about the price. As long as you girls like them, that’s all that matters."

Su Bai ruffled the sisters’ hair with a doting tone.

Neither of them shied away. In fact, Wan Xinyue even nuzzled her cheek against his hand and sneakily flicked her tongue against his palm.

Hiss—

This girl was clearly a hidden little…

"Go try them on in the fitting room."

After several rounds of trying on different styles, Su Bai was very satisfied with how the yoga pants looked on them.

No wonder this brand was so popular online. Sure, many people thought the markup was ridiculous, but when girls with great figures wore them, the effect was undeniably… hot.

As for the "feel" test, Su Bai had also given it a quick try on Wan Xinyan.

Not bad at all!

"They also have matching sports tops, hoodies, and sports bras here—try those too," Su Bai said after some thought. "Oh, and test out the other yoga pant series. While you were changing earlier, the sales associate recommended the Align and InStill lines—one for the ultimate naked sensation and the other for shaping and smoothness…"

"Ah? We have to try that many?" Wan Xinyan blinked. "I think just one pair is enough."

"Yeah, we don’t want to spend too much of Big Brother’s money," Wan Xinyue chimed in.

It wasn’t that they were playing coy—they genuinely wanted to build a long-term relationship with Su Bai, preferring a slow-and-steady approach. If they took too much at once, wouldn’t they come off as greedy?

But they had severely underestimated Su Bai’s spending power.

With a casual shrug, he said, "We don’t come shopping often, so it’s better to stock up. This is my request—you two don’t get a say."

Since the sugar daddy insisted, the sisters had no choice but to obey.

As they went through outfit after outfit, the other girls in the store watched with envy, whispering to each other.

"Their brother is so nice—he’s really willing to splurge on them."

"Eh, I doubt it. They’ll probably just pick one or two of the best-looking pieces. No way they’re buying everything."

"Sigh… I really want the new releases too, but the older styles with membership discounts are only 700-something yuan—almost 500 yuan cheaper. That’s half a month’s worth of meals at school…"

Among the girls browsing Lululemon, quite a few were broke college students.

Some had saved up bit by bit from their monthly allowances for months just to afford a single basic pair of yoga pants.

After buying them, they’d undoubtedly take a few cute selfies in their dorm rooms to post on WeChat Moments and Xiaohongshu, basking in their friends’ admiration.

So when they overheard Su Bai saying things like "buy whatever you like," a sour feeling welled up in their chests.

Fake. He’s totally just showing off.

That was what they kept telling themselves—until the Wan sisters finished trying everything on, and Su Bai proceeded to pay for a whole pile of items in one go.

Seasonal exclusives, collaboration pieces…

Even yoga mats, sports water bottles, and gym bags were thrown in.

Total price: over 10,000 yuan.

Without even blinking, he scanned the payment QR code.

Holy…

This guy is ridiculously generous! What kind of rich young master is he?!

Wait—scratch that. He wasn’t just rich; he was hot and stylish, completely divorced from the "tacky" stereotype. This was the dream sugar daddy every college girl fantasized about!

The onlookers were seething with jealousy.

Even Wan Xinyan, one of the beneficiaries, was stunned, her delicate lips parting slightly in shock.

Su Bai… you’re insane.

The most outrageous part was the yoga mat. Wan Xinyan had never even considered buying one—and even if she had, she definitely wouldn’t have gone for a Lululemon-branded one. Those things were ridiculously overpriced compared to the cheap options on Taobao.

But Su Bai had insisted—since they were already here, it’d be convenient for them to stretch and work out in their dorm.

[Ding! S-tier beauties Wan Xinyan & Wan Xinyue indulged in a 12,118-yuan shopping spree at Lululemon, triggering a 10x cashback reward: +121,180 yuan.]

At this point, Su Bai was numb to seeing five- or six-digit cashback notifications.

His bank account balance had already surpassed 70 million yuan.

10,000? Pocket change.

Still, the crisp ding of the system notification remained music to his ears.

Flexing his wealth earned him money and the adoring gazes of a pair of gorgeous twins.

Honestly, college freshmen were so easy to please.

If these were social-climbing women who’d already been tainted by the real world, dropping 10,000 yuan on a bag might not even impress them—they’d probably scoff at it being "too cheap."

"Xinyan, snap out of it. Come fill out the shipping details," Su Bai called from the checkout counter.

"Huh? Big Brother, what’s up? Why do we need to fill out an address?" Wan Xinyan snapped back to reality.

"So the store can deliver everything straight to your dorm later," Su Bai explained. "There’s too much to carry back."

"Ooh! Big Brother, you’re so thoughtful~"

Wan Xinyan excitedly jumped up, looping her arms around Su Bai’s neck and straining on her tiptoes just to barely plant a kiss on his cheek.

Sigh…

The height difference was just too cute—a full 30 centimeters.

Her hands trembled slightly as she filled out the address, her heart racing.

The mere thought of how envious her roommates would be when that huge pile of clothes arrived at the dorm made Wan Xinyan hum softly in delight.

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