After leaving the school, Song Ning and Zhao Yi took a taxi and finally embarked on their journey to Taikoo Li.

Sitting in the car, Zhao Yi was extremely excited, whether because she was shopping for clothes or because she had the opportunity to play the second female lead.

Noticing that Song Ning was holding her hand, she remained silent, leaned on his arm, and said:

“Honey, what’s wrong?”

Song Ning squeezed his girlfriend’s hand and replied:

“I’m thinking about short films…”

Zhao Yi hesitated for a moment:

“If you don’t want me to act in this short film, then I won’t participate. A second female lead is not as important as the leading lady who is my husband!”

Song Ning shook his head:

“That’s not what I meant. Of course I support you doing what you love. I just think Zheng Yuyang is not a simple person, and we usually keep a low profile. Why would he take the initiative to contact us? Does he have some other purpose?”

Zhao Yi immediately understood what Song Ning was thinking:

“What could he possibly want from us? Isn’t it just because he’s after my looks? You can rest assured that I’m completely under your thumb!”

This was indeed Song Ning’s concern. In many novels, rich kids look down on the male protagonist and try to steal him away by belittling him.

If Zheng Yuyang were the same type, Song Ning wouldn’t be worried. What she fears is someone like Zheng Yuyang, a seemingly perfect gentleman who leaves no room for criticism, yet is definitely harboring ulterior motives.

Fortunately, Zhao Yi is no ordinary girl, and conventional tactics are unlikely to work on her. Song Ning is already on guard and will not give Zheng Yuyang any chance.

The two soon arrived at Taikoo Li. Zhao Yi, who was shopping without a bra, wasn’t in a hurry to buy underwear. She dragged Song Ning around, looking at this and that, drinking milk tea, and eating some snacks. Every now and then, people would point their cameras at the two of them. Zhao Yi’s hot figure and fair skin were indeed eye-catching. Although half of her face was covered by a mask, it was clear that she was a beauty.

Zhao Yi said excitedly:

“Honey, do you think they can tell I’m not wearing a bra?”

Song Ning pointed to the woman not far away and said:

“Look over there, that woman in tight clothes and pants, she’s definitely not wearing a bra, and several people are taking pictures of her. If you were discovered to be braless, you’d be getting the same treatment!”

Zhao Yi couldn’t help but puff out her chest, as if trying to use her breasts to stretch out her clothes and let everyone know that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

“I still feel so excited, my nipples are hard!”

Song Ning placed his hand on his girlfriend’s thigh, slipped it between her closed legs, and secretly moved it upwards, whispering:

“You little slut with such a contrasting personality, are you wet down there too?”

Zhao Yi used her legs to trap Song Ning’s hand, preventing him from advancing any further:

“Not yet… but I’m afraid to let my husband touch me, because I’m worried I’ll leak if he does. I don’t wear underwear, and if it leaks, it’ll stain my shorts…”

“Honey, let’s go shopping! We can go home as soon as we’re done…”

Zhao Yi dragged Song Ning to her favorite brand, but after looking around for a while, Song Ning wasn’t quite satisfied. It wasn’t that the styles were bad, but rather that Song Ning had over 300,000 yuan in his pocket from a gacha game and wanted to buy his girlfriend some high-end goods.

Zhao Yi had no choice but to take Song Ning to a store that looked rather inconspicuous.

The brand name is just one word – “Li”. Song Ning had never heard of it before. It was quite different from the stores she usually saw. There were no rows of clothes racks, and she couldn’t see any underwear in the lobby. Apart from the front desk, there were rows of sofas and coffee tables arranged in a staggered manner, as if this was a tea and rest area rather than an underwear store.

As soon as the two entered the store, a girl with average looks and figure, but excellent skin, warmly greeted them:

“Hello sir/madam! Welcome! Do you have a reservation?”

Song Ning looked at Zhao Yi, who shook her head:

“I didn’t make a reservation. This is my first time here. A friend recommended it.”

The girl said apologetically:

“Could you please wait a moment? There are no fitting rooms available at the moment, I’m so sorry!”

Zhao Yi shook her head, indicating that she didn’t mind; she was very curious about what kind of store it was.

The girl then led Song Ning and Zhao Yi to a coffee table:

“Please have a seat, both of you. I will bring you tea shortly. Please wait patiently.”

The fruit tea served in the store tastes excellent, and it also comes with nuts and sugar, reflecting the store’s luxury in every aspect.

Besides Song Ning and Zhao Yi, there were several other customers waiting in the store. Every now and then, someone would leave with a bag of packages, and then one of the waiting customers would be led to a place out of sight.

Occasionally, people are led away as soon as they enter the store; they must have made an appointment as mentioned!

A moment later, the girl who had greeted them earlier came over, smiling, and said:

“Hello, please come to the fitting room and see if there are any styles you like.”

Song Ning and Zhao Yi followed the receptionist to the place they had visited many times before, this unique brand – “Litchi” – where they could finally explore its secrets.

After bypassing the screen used to block their view, Song Ning and Zhao Yi were led to a door.

“Please come in, gentlemen. This is our fitting room. Here, guests can select their favorite styles on a tablet. If you’d like to see the actual items and try them on, you can pick out a few more, and I’ll get them for you.”