Wrap It All Up

Feeling that sense of being warmly welcomed, Chen Shuo was quite satisfied.

In a high-class place like this, even the service attitude was noticeably different.

Soon, a shapely and beautiful female sales assistant approached the two of them, taking the initiative to introduce them to the products.

"May I ask what the two esteemed guests are looking to choose today? We've recently received some excellent new arrivals in our store. Would you like to take a look?"

When it came to luxury goods, Chen Shuo was completely clueless, especially with the dazzling array of products surrounding him that left him feeling overwhelmed.

"Everything is fine. Bring it all out for us to see."

Chen Shuo responded politely, which made the sales assistant's eyes light up.

Although their store had many distinguished guests, this was the first time someone had spoken like Chen Shuo.

To confirm she hadn't misheard, the female sales assistant spoke again: "Are you sure you want to see everything?"

"Yes, bring out all the new arrivals you mentioned."

Chen Shuo nodded, but what he didn't know was that he thought "new arrivals" meant just one or two items, at most three to five.

But when the female sales assistant began making a big show of asking other staff members to help, Chen Shuo finally realized there might be a problem.

After quite a while, several female sales assistants brought various items to Chen Shuo and Su Xiyan.

There were dozens of handbag styles alone, not to mention all the other items.

Seeing such an exaggerated situation, Chen Shuo couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.

This... was completely beyond his estimation, and Su Xiyan observed it all.

"Is it too much? Should we ask them to take some back?"

Su Xiyan asked quietly, but Chen Shuo waved his hand: "It's fine. You go ahead and choose first. Whatever you like, we'll take it."

Chen Shuo's bold words made Su Xiyan think for a moment that anger had gone to his head.

Su Xiyan reached out to feel Chen Shuo's forehead, but he blocked her: "Don't worry, I'm not joking. Go on, try them out."

"Are you sure I should choose?"

"Go ahead, go ahead. If you like it, take it. Don't be polite with me."

Seeing that Chen Shuo had said as much, Su Xiyan didn't hesitate. She hadn't really gone shopping properly for a while. Several times she had been interested in going out for a shopping trip, but had always been tied up with various trivial matters.

This opportunity was rare, and she wanted to indulge in some good consumption.

Passing by several female sales assistants, Su Xiyan carefully examined the handbags in their hands. It had to be said that Gucci's ability to capture the hearts of girls was indeed due to their unique insights in style.

Each bag had different characteristics, whether worn over the shoulder or carried by hand, they could all showcase their unique charm.

Combined with Su Xiyan's stunning beauty, these bags as accessories made her shine like the brightest star in the vast cosmos.

After several rounds of selection, Su Xiyan still had two or three favorite bags.

Each time Su Xiyan put a bag on her shoulder, she would hear praise from those around her: "Wow, this bag seems tailor-made for you, madam. It's perfect."

"Especially with your figure and curves, it's absolutely flawless."

"Other female customers have tried it before, but they can't compare to you..."

The flattery came non-stop, greatly satisfying Su Xiyan's vanity.

Which girl doesn't like compliments?

And constant compliments at that. Of course, Su Xiyan wasn't the type to easily get carried away.

After selecting a few bags she particularly liked, she turned her gaze to Chen Shuo beside her: "Which bag do you think looks best on me?"

For a straight man like Chen Shuo, this was truly a life-or-death question.

Which one looks good? Don't they all look similar? If Chen Shuo were asked to distinguish the characteristics of a beautiful woman, he might be able to say a thing or two.

But to ask him which of these bags looked better was truly an enormous challenge.

"Uh... they all look pretty good!"

After much hesitation, Chen Shuo barely managed to give an answer.

"I don't want 'all look good,' tell me which one looks the best, and I'll choose that one."

Su Xiyan pouted. She actually liked them all. If she were paying herself, she could just buy them all.

Although the price was considerable, for someone of Su Xiyan's family background, buying these bags was like buying toys.

But she had to consider Chen Shuo's situation, which is why she needed to ask for his opinion.

"Is that so? Well, if you like them all, why not take all three?"

Chen Shuo was clueless, but he knew an old saying: only children make choices, adults take it all.

If they had to make a choice, why not take them all?

"Are you crazy? Do you know how much these bags cost together?"

Su Xiyan pulled Chen Shuo aside and said in a shocked voice. She didn't know where Chen Shuo got the courage to say such things.

If it were some roadside stall, taking a few wouldn't matter, but this was Gucci, where every bag was valuable.

Moreover, the few bags Su Xiyan had her eye on were all limited editions. She had already checked the price of the cheapest one, which was around 88,000.

The other two were over 100,000 each. If they were to take all of them, these three bags would cost over 300,000!

For Su Xiyan, 300,000 might not be much, but for an ordinary student like Chen Shuo, this was an astronomical figure.

She understood Chen Shuo's situation: his family wasn't well-off, just an ordinary household. His monthly living expenses were at most two to three thousand yuan.

He might be able to afford places that cost a few hundred or thousand, but tens of thousands? Wasn't that asking for his life?

"Money isn't important. What's most important is that you like it. Isn't there a saying? No amount of money can buy what I like. If you like it, I like it. It's worth it no matter how much it costs!"

Chen Shuo said with a serious face. Everything he said came from the bottom of his heart.

Faced with Chen Shuo's moment of tenderness, Su Xiyan's heart fluttered, and an indescribable excitement swirled in her thoughts.

Had the iron tree bloomed? No, it should be said that the straight man had become a warm man?

It's worth noting that before this, Chen Shuo had never uttered such mushy words. Their relationship had been in a state of ambiguity.

But at this moment, Chen Shuo seemed to have broken through that last bit of hesitation, deepening their relationship and moving it forward.

"Alright, didn't I say before? Today's expenses are on Young Master Chen. You just choose what you want, and leave the rest to me."

After speaking, Chen Shuo turned to look at the female sales assistant who was waiting for their decision. He pointed at the three bags and said casually, "Excuse me, please wrap up all three that we just selected."

"Are... are you sure you want all of them wrapped up?"

"Yes, wrap them all up."

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