Why is This Troublemaker So Damn Rich?

"Welcome. We’re happy to help. Feel free to try on anything you like."

Yang Hui noted that the salesperson’s smile was practiced and unnatural. He pointed to Huang Lingyu and said, "Pick out a couple of outfits for her to try on."

Huang Lingyu wasn’t sure if Yang Hui intended to buy the clothes for her or if he just wanted her to model them for someone else. She was still scarred from the last time this happened at Gucci.

As the salesperson picked out some items, she said, "Sir, your girlfriend is gorgeous. She’d look good in anything."

Huang Lingyu glanced at Yang Hui shyly, only to find his face completely blank. She couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment.

The salesperson selected a gambiered silk dress and a modified qipao in a dark teal satin. As she handed them to Huang Lingyu, she said, "You have a wonderful figure. This qipao will look absolutely stunning on you. I guarantee your boyfriend won’t be able to take his eyes off you."

She took the clothes and glanced at Yang Hui, who simply said, "Go try them on."

She was surprised to detect a hint of regret in his voice, though she couldn’t figure out why. Little did she know, Yang Hui’s regret stemmed from the fact that the fitting rooms were right on the sales floor; if they were in a separate section like at Uniqlo, he might have had an opportunity to go in and help her change.

She truly was a natural clotheshorse. The moment she put on the long silk dress, a watery sheen flowed down her curves. The hem shimmered like moonlight on snow, casting soft, rippling reflections in the fitting room mirror. The champagne-gold silk clung to her, making her skin seem as flawless as polished jade, and her collarbones gleamed with a gentle luster, giving her the air of a classical beauty.

When she changed into the qipao, the dark teal satin of the modified dress revealed a subtle pattern under the lights. The high-slit design offered teasing glimpses of her leg with every step, exuding an alluring sense of mature, forbidden beauty.

The tightly fastened frog buttons of the mandarin collar accentuated her swan-like neck, while the tailored waist emphasized the full curve of her hips. The wisteria embroidery on the hem trembled with her movements, creating a powerful visual contrast against her pale thighs.

She gave a gentle twirl, her eyes fixed on Yang Hui in a silent question, as if asking for his approval—and asking if he thought she was beautiful.

’Of course it’s okay. Of course she’s beautiful.’ Yang Hui’s charming eyes narrowed as he was already imagining certain scenarios... scenarios where she was wearing that qipao, and he... *Heh heh heh.*

"We’ll take these," Yang Hui said, then had Huang Lingyu go back into the fitting room to change.

The salesperson was ecstatic. She had landed another big sale. As she went to process the payment, she said to Huang Lingyu, "Your boyfriend treats you so well. I’m honestly so envious."

She snuck a glance at Yang Hui, but his expression remained impassive as he simply took out his phone to scan the code and pay. ’Does he not care,’ she wondered, ’or is he just this used to it?’

When they left the store, Huang Lingyu was, of course, the one carrying the bags. He showed not a shred of gentlemanly grace around her, but that was fine—she hadn’t expected any in the first place.

She followed him all the way to the Cartier boutique. The glass display windows refracted a cold light. As Yang Hui pushed open the gilt-framed glass door, the EP Yaying shopping bag on Huang Lingyu’s wrist seemed to clash subtly with the in-store display case for the "Love Collection Rose Gold Ring."

A sales associate in white gloves came over to greet them, but Yang Hui’s gaze was immediately drawn to another couple in the store: An Ping and Lin Yu.

Their backs were to them, and they were standing at a counter talking about something. Yang Hui turned to glance at Huang Lingyu and whispered, "Lin Yu’s up ahead."

He was mainly concerned that Huang Lingyu would be uncomfortable with a former classmate seeing them together, but she just murmured, "Oh," seemingly unfazed. ’Well, if she doesn’t care, neither do I,’ he thought. He turned to the sales associate and said, "Find a bracelet that suits her."

The sales associate presented several options: the LOVE bracelet, pieces from the Amulette de Cartier collection in either talisman or corded styles, as well as full pavé diamond bracelets and items from their high jewelry collection.

"The amulet," Yang Hui decided. "The symbolism is nice."

His words warmed Huang Lingyu’s heart. The sales associate, however, gave him a sideways glance. The LOVE bracelet was a more typical gift for a couple, whereas the amulet was better for everyday accessorizing. ’Are they in that not-quite-a-couple stage?’ she wondered.

"Right this way, please."

The sales associate led them in the same direction as Lin Yu and An Ping. As they drew closer, they could clearly hear An Ping saying, "Xiaoyu, let’s just get this basic one, okay? The mother-of-pearl inlay is nice enough."

Lin Yu’s gaze, however, was fixed on another model inlaid with colored gemstones. Her heart was set on it, but a single glance at the 135,000 price tag told her it was well beyond what An Ping could afford at this stage.

The current retail environment was tough, and his company’s performance had dropped severely. They had barely broken even during the first half of the year, so all of An Ping’s personal expenses had been curtailed. As a result, even his decision to buy her this 12,800 entry-level Protective Talisman Bracelet was one he had to grit his teeth to make.

Just then, Lin Yu heard the footsteps behind her. She turned, saw them, and couldn’t stop herself from blurting out, "What are you two doing here?"

Hearing her, An Ping turned around as well. He was also surprised to see the two of them. ’How did these two get together?’ he thought. ’I remember this beautiful woman being the girlfriend of another one of Lin Yu’s classmates. Class reunions are really a recipe for disaster.’

Yang Hui scoffed. "This is a store. It’s open to the public. Why wouldn’t we be able to come in?"

Lin Yu had just spoken without thinking and didn’t really mean it that way. An Ping quickly stepped in to smooth things over. "Right, right, it must be fate we ran into each other. How about we all have dinner tonight?"

Ever since finding out that Yang Hui was President Tian’s private trainer, An Ping had been trying to figure out an angle, hoping to use that connection to get in President Tian’s good graces.

"No, thanks. I have plans tonight."

Lin Yu stared at Huang Lingyu, her heart burning with jealousy. ’She was the school beauty, and I was the class beauty,’ she thought bitterly. ’And now she’s here to steal my ex-boyfriend. She’s absolutely infuriating.’

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