Tang Zhiyuan leaned back in his leather swivel chair, gazing up at the ceiling as he sighed, seeming to have made a rather difficult decision:
"Let's just go ahead with the backup plan!"
"This was her own choice, we can't blame ourselves."
"Proceed according to plan with everything!"
Secretary Zhao frowned, considered for a moment, then decided it would be more prudent to exercise caution: "Chairman Tang, the backup plan is too risky!"
"Little Su is the most promising demon hunter in Su City, shouldn't we think it over some more?"
Tang Zhiyuan shook his head. "No need."
"Don't forget, we are demon hunters, our innate mission is to hunt down all vampires!"
"In the face of our stances, everyone is just a piece on the gameboard."
"You can be a piece, and I can be a piece, so naturally Su Xiyan can be a piece too!"
Secretary Zhao still expressed concern: "I understand the principle, but there are risks to being used as a piece!"
Tang Zhiyuan paused meaningfully: "If Chen Shuo's identity really isn't what we see on the surface, then he will definitely make a move."
"He won't just stand by and watch Su Xiyan fall into danger."
Seeing that Tang Zhiyuan had made up his mind, Secretary Zhao didn't dare say anything more.
But in his eyes gazing out the window, they were full of worry.
Night fell, and there was only one day left until Su Xiyan's birthday.
Chen Shuo's birthday present wasn't ready yet, it looked like he would have to work overtime tonight.
All the components had been assembled, there were just some finishing touches and calibration steps left. And these steps happened to be the most tedious.
Chen Shuo put on safety goggles and adeptly soldered a circuit board.
At dinner, Chen Shuo was still thinking about how to tell Su Xiyan that he would be staying in his room busy with things tonight?
But before Chen Shuo could speak, Su Xiyan said she had plans to go shopping tonight with her bestie Cheng Xinran to buy some intimate feminine products, so it wasn't convenient to bring Chen Shuo along. She hoped Chen Shuo would be good and stay home.
Hearing Su Xiyan say this, Chen Shuo instantly breathed a long sigh of relief.
After eating, Su Xiyan changed into white sneakers suitable for shopping, donning a duck bill cap with the visor pulled down covering most of her face.
Looking at her now, one could only see a pert and delicate chin.
Su Xiyan knew she was very beautiful, and would always be the most eye-catching presence on the street.
And some shameless guys would still dare to hit on her.
To avoid any unnecessary trouble, Su Xiyan wore the duck bill cap to hide her breathtaking beauty, so she could go about her business in peace without being disturbed.
Most importantly, this duck bill cap was the one Chen Shuo had helped put on her when they went to the night market together for the first time.
The loose and comfortable sweatsuit could not conceal Su Xiyan’s perfectly curvaceous figure.
While Chen Shuo shut himself in his room busy preparing a special birthday present, Su Xiyan was with her bestie Cheng Xinran shopping in the central mall.
When the two first met up, Cheng Xinran’s first words were an exaggerated exclamation: “Xiyan! You’re so amazing! I heard you got mad and fought with Chairman Tang? Now all the demon hunters in Su City know that the top ranked demon hunter in Su City, Su Xiyan, actually dared to clash with the boss Chairman Tang!”
“Chairman Tang is usually so stern, I don’t even dare look him in the eye. I never thought you would actually dare argue and turn hostile with Chairman Tang!”
“Xiyan, you’re too awesome! You’re simply my idol!!”
When it came to Tang Zhiyuan, Su Xiyan was furious: “Xinran, I asked you out to shop and help me pick out clothes, not to bring up things that dampen my mood.”
Although Cheng Xinran shut up, her bright twinkling eyes still couldn’t hide her admiration for Su Xiyan.
Two women walking together instantly had endless things to talk about and endless things to buy.
Cheng Xinran’s petite and delicate figure, still dressed in the lolita style clothes she loved, looked even smaller standing next to the tall and statuesque Su Xiyan.
“Xiyan, your figure is so perfect! You look good in anything!”
“If I had your bewitching figure, even wearing a sack I’d still dare to go out.”
Facing Cheng Xinran’s compliments, Su Xiyan pinched her cheek: “Stop flapping your lips and help me see if there are any clothes suitable to wear on my birthday.”
Cheng Xinran squinted, sizing up Su Xiyan with impish delight: “To wear on your birthday for Chen Shuo to see, right?”
Su Xiyan rolled her eyes at Cheng Xinran. “No duh!”
Cheng Xinran whispered, “If it's for Chen Shuo to see, I think...wearing nothing would be best.”
Hearing Cheng Xinran say this, Su Xiyan surprisingly didn’t get angry.
The image she described popped up in her mind, and her little face instantly flushed red.
Luckily Cheng Xinran was not very tall and didn’t notice the change in Su Xiyan’s complexion.
Su Xiyan quickly changed the subject: “What do you think of that skirt up ahead?”
Cheng Xinran looked with Su Xiyan at the skirt on display in the boutique window, which happened to be a delicate, feminine pink embroidered with pearls.
Cheng Xinran looked at the skirt, then back at Su Xiyan beside her, truly unable to believe that Su Xiyan would actually like such a girly style skirt. Wasn’t her usual style more bold and elegant? Why did she suddenly take interest in such a soft, cute, sweet pink skirt?
“As expected of a woman in love! Even her fashion style has changed.” Cheng Xinran gaped. “Could it be your straight-laced Chen Shuo likes this kind of pink style?”
Su Xiyan smiled, her eyes seeming to bubble over with pink. “I like it, what’s wrong with that?”
Cheng Xiuran nodded again and again. “Nothing wrong, as long as you like it.”
“Stop staring out here, let’s go in the store and try it on!”
After Su Xiyan and Cheng Xiran entered the boutique, the shop assistant immediately came over. Customers with Su Xiyan’s figure were the most welcome. Just snapping a few candid photos while they tried on clothes could be used for ads. Way better looking than regular models!
A few minutes later, the fitting room door opened.
Su Xiyan emerged wearing a pink dress, the rosy color setting off her face bright as a peach blossom, exceptionally beautiful! Even customers passing by outside the shop couldn’t help but pause and look over.
Cheng Xiran also hadn’t expected the dress to instantly come alive on Su Xiyan’s figure!
“Gorgeous, gorgeous!”
“If your Chen Shuo sees you in this, his eyeballs are going to fall out!”
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