The issue was quickly resolved, as Su Bai had sent her a message while she was showering, saying he’d ordered her some takeout and bought her clothes. The delivery was left right at the hotel room door, hanging on the handle.
Chen Yusheng wrapped herself tightly in the bathrobe, leaving not an inch of skin exposed. That way, even if she ran into a stranger in the hallway while retrieving the package, she wouldn’t look improper.
Truth be told, Chen Yusheng dressed quite conservatively. In the summer, for instance, she usually wore long skirts—long skirts paired with black tights, which sounded a bit odd. But her cool, scholarly demeanor was the only thing that could pull it off.
No strangers were around.
She retrieved a large, opaque plastic bag.
It felt like opening a blind box.
Chen Yusheng’s heart suddenly raced a little. Now that she thought about it, this was probably the first time Su Bai had ever bought her clothes.
What a bizarre scenario.
After a night of chaos, she’d slept until the afternoon in a luxurious hotel room, only for the playboy who’d disappeared who-knows-where to send her a “clothing delivery”…
“Alright, let’s see what kind of taste this big white goose has… Hmm.”
The first things that caught her eye were a long-sleeved autumn jacket and pants from Uniqlo.
Nothing special.
Perfect for wearing back to campus.
Su Bai had bought her a size 170, slightly on the smaller side—exactly her size for this brand. Heh, how thoughtful of the big white goose.
Wait… this didn’t seem like Uniqlo.
It wasn’t until Chen Yusheng tried the clothes on that she realized it.
The logo just looked similar, but the texture of the fabric felt undeniably expensive. “There’s no way this is Uniqlo!”
She snapped a photo of the logo and ran it through an image search. Turns out, it was a niche streetwear brand.
A quick glance at their official website showed that their prices were outrageous.
Though admittedly, the clothes were stylish and made with high-quality materials.
These were the kind of nice clothes Chen Yusheng had never been able to justify buying for herself.
Oh well, no point dwelling on the price—to Su Bai, this was pocket change.
If she was going to be pampered by the big white goose, she might as well embrace the mindset of being pampered!
Next, Chen Yusheng turned her attention to the remaining items in the bag.
Hmm…
These were a bit harder to judge.
Two pairs of black tights from an international luxury brand.
As a connoisseur of tights, Chen Yusheng was well-versed in the offerings of various brands.
She knew the affordable online store options best—those around fifty yuan a pair, offering great value, durability, and comfort, with just enough design flair to satisfy a girl’s love for beauty.
As for the pricier, semi-luxury brands, she wasn’t as familiar, but the one Su Bai had bought was legendary—how could she not recognize it?
Even the basic models cost two to three hundred yuan, and the high-end lines rarely dipped below five hundred.
Instantly, Chen Yusheng’s interest was piqued. Her eyes sparkled as she eagerly unwrapped the tights and tried them on.
Wow. Five-hundred-yuan tights really were on another level compared to fifty-yuan ones.
The silky texture, the reassuring snugness, the smooth yet just-right resistance…
The second pair was also black, slightly thinner.
But its most striking feature was that it was… that kind.
Combined with the other item in the bag—a silk slip dress—Chen Yusheng immediately understood the intended use for these two pieces.
“Ugh, this big white goose… He’s not even back yet, and he’s already thinking about… Hmph.”
Grumbling under her breath, Chen Yusheng nonetheless obediently changed into the outfit Su Bai had bought for her.
A light brown silk slip dress paired with 15D matte-finish… black tights.
The big white goose had decent taste.
The glossy silk slip dress, combined with Chen Yusheng’s cool yet slightly youthful beauty, added a touch of mature sensuality.
The matte tights created an air of mystery from the waist down.
If they’d been paired with shiny black tights, the look would’ve felt mismatched.
Not bad at all.
Just as Chen Yusheng was admiring herself in the mirror, Su Bai returned.
The moment he pushed the door open, he was met with the sight of the stunningly beautiful, aloof academic goddess.
He froze for a second.
Her freshly washed, sleek black hair still carried a hint of moisture, complementing the misty haze in her eyes.
Chen Yusheng bit her lip, a faint glimmer of smug mischief flashing in her gaze. “Do I look good?”
“…Yeah.”
“Then shouldn’t you do something about it?”
……
Half an hour later.
The presidential suite had a delicate little round table—small, but more than enough for one person to eat at.
Chen Yusheng sat there, happily devouring a bowl of spicy hotpot, looking utterly content.
She crossed her legs leisurely.
As he watched her, Su Bai suddenly remarked,
“It’s surprising that a girl as lovely as Yusheng never had anyone chasing after her.”
“I did,” Chen Yusheng slurped up a mouthful of noodles, her words slightly muffled. “Boys have been after me since elementary school, but they all got scared off pretty easily.”
“Because you’re too aloof?”
“Mhm.”
“Guess I’m just thick-skinned, then.”
“Wrong. You’re just stats-heavy.”
The moment those words left her mouth, the two locked eyes and burst into genuine laughter.
It was true.
A girl like Chen Yusheng, if fate hadn’t been forcibly altered, would’ve spent all four years of university buried in studies, research, and making money.
Burdened by responsibilities and her own temperament, she would never have stepped into a relationship.
Unless someone could resolve all her worries—but how many people, whether wealthy students or middle-aged tycoons, would be willing to drop over three million yuan just to treat Chen Yusheng’s mother’s illness?
So she wasn’t wrong. Su Bai was a stats monster, and Su Bai just happened to like her a lot—that was what made their relationship possible.
……
“From now on, wear tights of this quality. You can toss all the old ones.”
“Okay.”
“For clothes, I’ll take you shopping when we have time. If you’d rather shop online, just send me the bill.”
“You already gave me an allowance—100,000 yuan.”
“That’s your monthly fixed allowance. Clothes are a separate expense.”
Yeah, right. If you don’t make me pay for them, who’s gonna cover the indulgence cashback I’m counting on?
Su Bai had it all figured out.
He wasn’t the type to spend money on women for no reason. The more a woman adored him, the more satisfying it was to splurge on her.
“If these tights feel comfortable, I’ll order a few more pairs later so you can rotate them.”
“They really are comfy.”
……
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
