After they finished their buffet, Jiang Chen drove Li Shuru back to East Sea University.
Originally, he had thought they could just find a nearby lingerie store, but Li Shuru disagreed; she insisted on going to the one next to the campus.
Unable to persuade her, Jiang Chen had no choice but to comply.
"How about I wait for you in the car?"
More than half an hour later, the Paramela stopped in front of a women’s specialty shop named Tiffany’s, located directly across the North Gate of East Sea University. Many East Sea female students were loyal customers of this shop due to its proximity, just across the street, and its reputation for quality goods at fair prices—Li Shuru was no exception.
Across the street and storefront, one could see the colorful array of items inside, as well as the blush-inducing, rouge-like atmosphere.
Li Shuru said nothing and didn’t get out of the car, just sat silently, looking at him.
Jiang Chen was defeated, he smirked bitterly, and got out of the car obediently.
It wasn’t even three o’clock yet, class time, but there were already a few customers in the store, all of whom appeared to be students from East Sea University.
When Jiang Chen, a man, walked in, he inevitably drew their attention,
Even though Li Shuru had spoken lightly, a man’s straightforward presence in a women’s lingerie store was ultimately not a common sight; a girl who was comparing a classical undergarment that looked like a bellyband in front of her quickly put the item down and hurried away when she saw Jiang Chen come in.
A middle-aged woman in work clothes came over. She was well maintained but was clearly around thirty, wearing a diamond ring on the ring finger of her left hand, indicating she was married. Her appearance was average, her figure was voluptuous, and her bust was so exaggerated it nearly popped the buttons of her blouse, an eye-catching sight.
At least a D-cup, he thought to himself.
Even Jiang Chen couldn’t help but glance at her chest instinctively.
Li Shuru greeted her, clearly recognizing her.
"Is this your boyfriend?"
Sister Qin looked at Jiang Chen quickly. Married women are just different; even though she wasn’t particularly attractive, her gaze was especially seductive. The charm of a young wife, which young girls could never emulate, flowed from her eyes.
Without answering, Li Shuru maintained a mysterious silence.
Naturally, Jiang Chen was even less likely to speak. Facing the gaze of Sister Qin, who could either be the manager or the owner, he could only stand there grinning foolishly.
What an innocent young man.
Although neither of them responded directly, their mutual visit to such an intimate product store left their relationship unsaid,
But what surprised Sister Qin was why Li Shuru would choose such a "bashful" boy?
She knew that as the campus belle of East Sea University’s College of Arts, Li Shuru was extremely popular.
In her perception, such a girl would almost always pick a dashing and wealthy young master.
As a businesswoman, she would certainly not pry into her customers’ privacy; she smiled nonchalantly.
"I just got a new shipment in. Do you want to take a look?"
Jiang Chen felt that everyone in the store was looking at him. Even with his thick skin, he was a bit uneasy. Staying alone would only make things more awkward, so he had no choice but to follow Li Shuru.
"Sister Qin is the owner of this shop; she’s very nice," Li Shuru whispered.
Jiang Chen didn’t feel it was appropriate to look around, so his gaze settled on the back of the young matron leading the way.
He had to admit, the proprietress’s figure was indeed voluptuous. A typical case of being plump in all the right places, her gait swayed left and right as she walked, reminiscent of Western women.
Li Shuru suddenly asked.
Jiang Chen, caught off guard, "What?"
"Sister Qin’s figure."
Jiang Chen paused, then chuckled bitterly, quickly lowering his voice, "Don’t talk nonsense; be careful she hears you."
"Sister Qin is very open-minded; she won’t mind. Do you like it?"
Li Shuru asked again.
Jiang Chen firmly shook his head.
"You’re saying one thing but your heart means another."
Li Shuru said softly, "If you don’t like it, why were you sneaking peeks at her just now?"
Jiang Chen felt a mixture of amusement and embarrassment, quickly trying to prove his innocence.
"That wasn’t sneaking a peek, I was clearly looking openly, and besides, who could have avoided it? But she’s too voluptuous, not in line with East Asian aesthetics. In the West, she would probably be very popular."
"Her husband is a foreigner."
Jiang Chen was speechless, and then he laughed, "No wonder."
Sister Qin led the two to a shelf.
It was dazzling, hung with all kinds of lingerie, in a variety that went far beyond any man’s imagination.
Jiang Chen even saw the bodysuit style.
Li Shuru looked around unconcerned, casually inspecting the items, but Jiang Chen felt a bit awkward, not knowing where to rest his eyes.
"Shu Rui, I think this style suits you,"
Sister Qin said with a smile, picking up a piece of lingerie that was as thin as a piece of paper, with strings on both sides pulling it together, and in the middle, there was a peony embroidery.
Li Shuru took it, examined it for a while, then turned her head, "What do you think?"
Jiang Chen’s face stiffened.
Sister Qin raised her eyebrows, looking at him with a smile.
"Yeah, handsome, give us your opinion, after all, isn’t women’s lingerie meant to be seen by you men?"
What a fierce married woman!
Seemingly an irrefutable statement, it hit Jiang Chen hard, making him struggle to cope. Seeing that both women were staring at him, he couldn’t embarrass the male population as a whole.
If they could be so open as women, why was he being so coy?
Jiang Chen coughed lightly, pretending to be composed.
"I don’t think grey is very suitable for Shu Rui. Purple, black, or green would be more fitting for her."
Sister Qin looked surprised, "Why do you say that?"
Jiang Chen explained methodically, "Grey symbolizes solemnity and sophistication, but at the same time, it is a synonym for monotony, while green is different. Green signifies tranquility, professional sophistication, a determined personality, and resilience."
Sister Qin was intrigued, "And purple?"
"Those who favor purple tend to be cautious and restrained, their joys and sorrows not easily seen in their expressions, they are graceful with a mysterious aura, giving off a sense of cool detachment and pride, skilled at controlling their own emotions."
Li Shuru gave him a peculiar look.
"Wow, handsome, you seem to know your stuff,"
Sister Qin exclaimed, then teasingly offered, "How old are you, want to come work for me? We’ll talk about the pay."
Jiang Chen gave a dry laugh, and then said, "I’ll go sit for a while," and walked away.
Sister Qin watched him sit down in a quiet spot inside the store, her smile undiminished.
"Looks can be deceiving, Shu Rui, you better keep a close eye on that guy."
In order to avoid embarrassment, Jiang Chen could only take out his phone to pass the time, browsing through the news, when suddenly he heard a familiar voice.
"No, that’s too much."
"Li’er, you’re an adult now, can you stop being so childish? You should try new things, even high schoolers don’t wear Pikachu anymore!"
Jiang Chen’s heart skipped a beat.
Could it really be such a coincidence?