Summer Ice felt like a doll being moved around, realizing there’s no such thing as a free lunch.
“This is a popular style recently, it looks great on this young lady,” the saleswoman enthusiastically recommended.
What looks great, Summer Ice thought to herself, it’s clearly just expensive. Although she quite liked the clothes here, she knew she wouldn’t buy them. The price of one piece would make her heart ache. It seemed she wasn’t destined for wealth in this lifetime.
The saleswoman’s gaze made her feel like she was being kept by Xia Hou Zun, looking down on her with a mix of contempt and envy, as if questioning whether a woman like her could be kept. Summer Ice felt sorry for such women.
Sometimes Summer Ice thought she was quite vain, but then realized she was actually relatively modest.
Xia Hou Zun nodded, signed the receipt, and pulled her along.
“Wait, my clothes,” Summer Ice wasn’t about to lose her own clothes amid these glamorous ones.
Xia Hou Zun frowned, and the saleswoman quickly packed the clothes and handed them over.
Summer Ice took the bag, thinking Xia Hou Zun was completely inconsiderate, never carrying things for a woman while shopping – simply terrible.
She let Xia Hou Zun lead her to a complete makeover from head to toe.
Xia Hou Zun looked at Summer Ice’s elaborate makeup, saying, “Clothes make the man, just as gold adorns Buddha.”
“You’d better not speak. Every time you open your mouth, it ruins the mood. I’m naturally beautiful, and while clothes can enhance one’s appearance, my beauty can’t be denied… Let me give you a tip: if you’re pursuing a woman you like, remember to compliment her more. Even the most modest woman enjoys praise,” she said, recalling the dean’s description of him as cold on the outside but warm-hearted.
“Fifty million,” he said, like a spell that silenced Summer Ice.
“I know, I know. Fifty million. Today I’ve become a slave to money,” Summer Ice said frustratedly, angry that he could shut her up with a mention of money.
Xia Hou Zun saw her discouraged expression and smiled slightly, his mood lifting from earlier.
Too Precious
Summer Ice touched the necklace around her neck, “Xia Hou Zun, can I not wear this?”
