Ding Xiang’s feeble protest was utterly ineffective. She simply took the opportunity to latch onto Chen Yanfei, whining, "I don’t care! This is your ss, you deal with it!"
How am I supposed to deal with it?!
Let alone those fancy ones, I’ve never even worn *normal* stockings!
Chen Yanfei was sowhat dumbfounded. After much thought, she could only grit her teeth and begrudgingly accept the situation.
She wasn’t the type of spoiled, headstrong young lady to just throw things away. Fuge’s stockings weren’t cheap; how could she be so extravagant?
I can’t throw them away, and I can’t return them. Ding Xiang is too embarrassed to take them. What on earth am I supposed to do?
Looks like I’m stuck with them!
So, as Ding Xiang scurried off to pay, and Han Lie strolled about with his hands clasped behind his back like so grand lord, Chen Yanfei resentfully picked up the shopping bags.
Good grief, these are seriously heavy...
After a quick look, she swiftly counted them: twelve pairs for each of them, totaling twenty-four pairs.
Furthermore, not only did each pair of stockings co in its own box, but the store also threw in two dedicated storage boxes for them.
What a massive pile to carry!
"Can’t you help carry these for a bit?" she huffed, glaring at Han Lie.
"In your dreams!"
Han Lie snorted derisively. "I haven’t even settled the score with you for roping into this!"
But Chen Yanfei was soone who knew when to be firm and when to yield; the very next mont, she started acting cute.
"Oh, co on, help out! Pretty please? How about this: next ti we go out, I’ll get Xiang Xiang to wear those special stockings, okay?"
Her coquetry wasn’t the overly soft and cute style of Ding Xiang; it was bold, open, and natural—uniquely her.
However, Han Lie was a grandmaster of manipulation, deception, and empty promises. Could he really be fooled by this little minx?
He scoffed dismissively. "Yeah, right. Only if you wear them for to see."
"Fine, I’ll wear them! As long as you help ... Fuck!"
Chen Yanfei was in the middle of making her grand promise when she suddenly saw Han Lie aiming his phone at her. She was so shocked she cursed on the spot.
"Keep going, huh?"
The scoundrel chuckled wickedly. "Just getting so proof..."
"You bastard! You’re such a dog!"
Chen Yanfei’s lips trembled with rage. She spun around and stord off.
Hmph! I’m done with you!
She was quite firm in her resolution. But later, when she and Ding Xiang were discussing buying Han Lie so clothes as a return gift, she was back to sweet-talking and cajoling that scoundrel.
"Han Lie, co quick, try this one on! It’ll definitely suit you!"
"Tough guy, hero, you can do it! Co try this one too!"
"Last one, really!"
"This is absolutely, positively the last set! If I’m lying, I’m a dog!"
"WOOF WOOF WOOF! Han Lie~~~"
"Han Lie, your Physique is sooo good! Just cooperate a little, okay? It’ll be quick, be a sweetie~~~"
Any advantage Han Lie had gained earlier, he was now repaying in full, with interest.
God knows why won get so fixated on these things...
The only truly suitable nswear stores for Han Lie were few and far between—LV, Hermès, Prada, Zegna, Armani, Burberry.
Yet, the two of them managed to dig up no less than thirty suits for Han Lie to try on!
It felt less like they wanted to buy him clothes and more like they wanted to use him as a mannequin for their personal dress-up ga.
Essentially, it was all for their own amusent.
Even though Han Lie didn’t understand what was so amusing about it...
Tch, won!
Gradually, Han Lie started to break.
"I’m going to puke!"
For the first ten outfits, he gritted his teeth and went along. The next ten involved considerable coaxing and dragging. By the last ten, he was acting like it was pure torture.
But the two of them still weren’t ready to give up!
"Oh, co on, just look at a few more~~~"
More looking? No way! I’d rather die than try on another one!
"Just give a break, please! I surrender, alright? You don’t keep hitting soone who’s already surrendered, do you?!"
Seeing Han Lie defiantly lounging on an Armani sofa, refusing to budge, the short-fused Chen Yanfei marched over and started pulling at him.
Ding Xiang, finding this amusing, followed her big sister’s lead and grabbed Han Lie’s other arm.
"Han Lie, co on, get up!"
Good heavens! Two stunning beauties, one on each side, were practically forcing a handso young man to try on clothes, not even shy about using a little flirtation... The scene was enough to make every other man in the vicinity green with envy.
The store was bustling on the weekend. Armani, a rather traditional nswear brand, had its lounge area filled with n mostly between their mid-twenties and early forties. Every single one of them was staring, their eyes practically glued to the scene.
Let go of that lucky punk! If you’ve got the nerve, try that on !
Unfortunately, none of them dared to shout it out. If they had, that rascal Han Lie would have been puffed up with so much pride, he’d practically float.
Even more unfortunately, the two of them were too weak; they simply couldn’t drag Han Lie up.
"Hurry up! Don’t make angry!"
Suddenly, Chen Yanfei’s expression shifted. Hands on her hips, her shapely eyebrows arched in mock anger, she decided that if being sweet didn’t work, she’d try being stern.
But Han Lie rely cracked an eyelid, looking thoroughly unimpressed. He wasn’t buying her tough-girl act at all.
Chen Yanfei was out of tricks. She shot Ding Xiang a subtle look.
Ding Xiang blushed a little, slightly hesitant. But she was already used to using her ’soft attacks’ on him. So, she wheedled again, "Han Lie, there are only two outfits left. Just hang in there a little longer, pretty please?"
Han Lie stretched his legs out, pointed, and commanded, "Leg massage!"
Ding Xiang froze, stunned. Chen Yanfei, however, gritted her teeth and landed a solid THUMP on him.
Right. This is totally payback for earlier!
Han Lie felt the playful struggle had gone on long enough. Sighing, he reluctantly got to his feet. "Alright, seriously, these are the last two sets! If you dare trick again, you two are putting on those stockings yourselves, right now!"
Ding Xiang flushed, a mix of delight and embarrassnt, pressing her lips together to suppress a giggle. She said nothing.
Chen Yanfei was much more straightforward: "PAH!"
When Han Lie erged in the complete suit, both young won’s eyes lit up dazzlingly, all over again.
His 79-point Physique naturally couldn’t compare to the hulking beasts seen in professional bodybuilding competitions.
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