Before they knew it, Saturday had arrived. Kong Huaijin had practically been counting the days, and finally, the dinner date she had arranged with Zhou Yi was here.
She started getting ready early in the day, doing her hair and makeup for the date.
Although the dinner was in the evening, styling took a considerable amount of time, so she began her preparations right after lunch.
Su Tong and Yang Yue were by her side, offering guidance.
"No, no, this outfit is too plain, change it."
"Curl the ends of your hair a bit, it's too straight."
"Curl your eyelashes a little more, it'll look better."
"Change the blush to a more youthful color."
"Layer that sheer glossy lip tint over your lipstick, it'll make your lips look fuller."
"Right, with the lip tint it looks tender and kissable, very tempting."
......
Under the suggestions of her two best friends, Kong Huaijin transformed into a version of herself she had never seen before.
The person in the mirror, brimming with a pure yet sensual femininity, was actually her—it was truly unbelievable.
Kong Huaijin had never seen herself like this.
She marveled, "So it turns out a woman's charm can really be coaxed out through makeup and dressing up."
Su Tong sighed helplessly, "But your gaze is still as firm as if you're about to pledge loyalty to the Party. Soften your eyes a little, make them more alluring."
Yang Yue teased, "Oh, don't worry about that. I guarantee her eyes will soften like spring water the moment she sees Zhou Yi."
The three of them laughed together. Kong Huaijin didn't deny it either; when it came to liking Zhou Yi, she had always been open and honest, and didn't mind them teasing her about it.
Then Su Tong asked, "Hey, Huaijin, which restaurant did you and Zhou Yi agree to meet at?"
"That Western restaurant we've been to before, the one on Jiangbei Road."
"You booked a private room, right?"
"Yes, why do you ask?"
Su Tong narrowed her eyes, propping her chin on her hand. "In this weather, the restaurant will probably have the heating on... When you're having dinner, you can take off your coat. Change the top you're wearing underneath now, switch to something more form-fitting."
Kong Huaijin looked at her white sweater, puzzled. "This one's no good? It looks nice worn alone too."
Su Tong didn't explain directly. She rummaged through the walk-in closet and finally pulled out a very close-fitting, form-fitting purple shirt and handed it to Kong Huaijin. "Wear this."
This piece was a gift from a certain luxury brand to Kong Huaijin, and she had never worn it before.
Only after Kong Huaijin changed into it did she discover the shirt's clever design—it was extremely flattering to the bust.
No wonder Su Tong had her change into this; the chest design of this top was simply a weapon for showing off one's figure.
Kong Huaijin looked at herself in the mirror and said with a hint of regret, "If only my chest were a bit bigger. Do you think I should get breast augmentation?"
Yang Yue, who was holding a cup of coffee, nearly spat it out upon hearing this.
She coughed a few times and said with a laugh, "To be honest, while we're encouraging you to change so that Zhou Yi might like you more, if he places too much importance on these things, then he's not much of a man anyway."
Su Tong, on the other hand, raised an eyebrow. "Let me tell you, there isn't a man who doesn't care about a woman's figure. Especially when he doesn't like you yet, this is your means of attracting him."
Seeing both of them look at her, Su Tong continued, "If he already liked you, that would be a different story, and you wouldn't need to go through all this trouble here. So, to attract a man, your external appearance is extremely important initially. In a short time, he can't get to know your inner self and fall in love with you quickly. The production of hormones starts with external desire."
Yang Yue also nodded in agreement. "You have a point. Especially since Zhou Yi isn't an ordinary man; ordinary women really can't attract him."
Actually, Kong Huaijin's figure was already plenty good. Su Tong picked out a padded bra with thicker padding from her lingerie drawer and told her to go change into it.
"Since you feel it needs to be a bit more exaggerated, go change into this."
Kong Huaijin looked at the bra with padding several centimeters thick and widened her eyes slightly. "This... isn't this a bit dishonest? It's like cheating..."
Su Tong burst out laughing. "It's not like he's going to take your clothes off today. It just makes you look fuller visually. By your logic, this shirt is also cheating people's eyes."
Blushing, Kong Huaijin went and changed into that bra. It indeed made her chest look fuller, even giving a sense of it almost bursting out.
She smiled at Su Tong and said, "Actually, you don't necessarily have to rely on men for a living in the future. You could make money as a stylist for women or a dating coach."
Su Tong shook her head. "I wouldn't want to. I'm only willing to put in this effort for you. Besides, you're beautiful, so you don't need me to put in too much thought. If it were someone with average looks, wearing ten padded bras wouldn't help."
Her words made Kong Huaijin and Yang Yue laugh again.
Kong Huaijin picked up a bottle of perfume, ready to spray it on herself, but Su Tong stopped her again. "Not yet."
Kong Huaijin was puzzled. "Then when is the best time to spray it?"
Su Tong said leisurely, "The best time is right before you leave. If you spray it now, the scent will have mostly faded by the time you go out. It's also not good to go to the restroom and spray it after you arrive there; that would make the scent too strong and the intention too obvious."
"When you're halfway through dinner, you can take off your outer coat and sweep your hair to one side. That will definitely leave a deep impression on Zhou Yi."
"After dinner in the evening, invite him for a walk. Then pretend you're a bit cold. He'll probably drape his jacket over you. Then your scent will linger on his clothes. Make him remember this scent, and remember you."
Kong Huaijin nodded and put down the perfume.
Then she said hesitantly, "But this top is so form-fitting. Won't Zhou Yi think I'm deliberately trying to seduce him, that I'm being a bit improper?"
Su Tong curled her lips into a smile. "As long as your 'impropriety' is only directed at him, he'll only be happy to enjoy it. And from what I can tell, Zhou Yi seems quite confident in himself. When a woman makes an effort in front of him, he'll gladly accept it because he knows you like him. Everything you do is for him, what could he possibly be dissatisfied with?"
"On the contrary, only insecure men get suspicious and paranoid. They don't believe the changes you make are for them, nor are they confident enough to believe you could like them, or confident that you would only like them. They become extremely wary or even resentful of eye-catching outfits because, deep down, they're afraid you could be taken by another man at any moment. That's a sign of insecurity."
"So they don't want their woman to be too noticeable in public. With that kind of man, you'd have to stick to a fresh, innocent, pure-girl style. They find such girls easier to control and aren't as worried about them betraying them."
[This statement does not include well-intentioned partners who worry about their girlfriend dressing too conspicuously attracting unwanted attention from dangerous individuals; concern for safety based on understanding is perfectly normal.]

ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"

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