Qin Chuan was thus kicked out of the car, and Su Qingnuan caught sight of his expression—it didn’t seem like he was too upset.
Retracting her gaze, Su Qingnuan glanced at Fu Yihan, then quickly looked away again.
Fu Yihan narrowed his eyes, leaning against the backrest of the chair, looking utterly exhausted.
Su Qingnuan didn’t dare say a word and pressed herself tightly against the car door.
After an unknown amount of ti, the man suddenly opened his eyes.
"Don’t head back yet. Go to a nearby mall."
A Qi turned back. "Eldest Young Master wants a massage?"
Fu Yihan shook his head, propping his body upright. "Pick out two sets of clothes for Eldest Young Madam."
Upon hearing this, Su Qingnuan hurriedly waved her hands. "I have plenty of clothes! I..."
Under Fu Yihan’s icy gaze, Su Qingnuan’s voice gradually faded.
"In the future, there will be plenty of occasions where you’ll need to appear with . Do you plan to get by with just those few pieces of clothing?"
"... Those clothes haven’t been worn more than a few tis... they’re still pretty..."
"Stop spouting nonsense!"
The stern tone silenced Su Qingnuan.
What’s with this man? Changing his attitude is faster than flipping a page... truly hard to handle...
Following Fu Yihan’s orders, the group headed to the largest mall nearby.
Fu Yihan remained seated in the car and did not step out.
"You have two hours." Fu Yihan checked his watch and said.
Su Qingnuan froze for a mont, puzzled. "I’m supposed to go by myself?"
Fu Yihan raised a brow. "Do you want to accompany you?"
"... Got it."
Su Qingnuan walked into the mall, glancing back every few steps.
She hadn’t been out shopping in a long ti—firstly, because she didn’t have spare money, and secondly, because she had no one to go with.
Looking at the bustling mall, Su Qingnuan felt a mont of discouragent.
Soon, she perked herself up again and started walking.
Half an hour later, Su Qingnuan wandered aimlessly, empty-handed.
He just said to buy new clothes, but didn’t specify what kind...
Su Qingnuan held her phone, her expression hesitant.
"Call?"
Su Qingnuan paused.
"Not call?"
"..."
She paced back and forth, circling the spot multiple tis.
"How annoying!" Su Qingnuan frowned, putting her phone back away.
Beside her was a giant glass panel displaying mannequins with shapely figures, dressed in expensive-looking outfits.
Su Qingnuan blinked, staring at the clothes for a while before rounding the panel and entering the store.
A short while later, Su Qingnuan erged carrying two bags of clothes.
Feeling satisfied, she headed to the underground car park, locating Fu Yihan’s car.
The car door opened, and Su Qingnuan smiled. "I’m done shopping."
Fu Yihan glanced at her, extending his hand.
Su Qingnuan handed over the bags she was holding.
Fu Yihan pulled out an item and, after just one look, tossed the bag back.
"Get in the car. Let’s go."
Su Qingnuan’s still slightly smiling lips imdiately turned downward.
The car slowly drove out of the parking lot. Just as Su Qingnuan was feeling pleased with herself, Fu Yihan’s cold voice rang out again.
"A Qi, contact the designer and have them co to the house."
A Qi turned back, giving Su Qingnuan a aningful look. "Understood."
Su Qingnuan: "..."
So, does this an she’s been rejected? Or accepted?
Su Qingnuan cautiously glanced at Fu Yihan, who remained expressionless as he gazed out the window, leaving her not even a trace of a reaction.
Su Qingnuan sighed softly, withdrawing her gaze.
When they returned to the Fu residence, Su Qingnuan spotted a group of unfamiliar people standing at the entrance.
"Eldest Young Master, the people have arrived."
Fu Yihan nodded, looking at Su Qingnuan. "Go on in."
Su Qingnuan froze briefly, pointing at herself. " first?"
"Mm."
"..."
She couldn’t shake the feeling that sothing unpleasant awaited her ahead.
Su Qingnuan cautiously pushed open the door.
What t her eyes left her frozen in shock.
Such a scene could only be described as a grand spectacle.
From the doorway inward, extending all the way through, were rows upon rows of clothing racks adorned with dazzling outfits that made Su Qingnuan feel overwheld.
"What’s going on..." she asked, astonished.
"This must be the Eldest Young Madam?" A sudden voice broke her thoughts.
A slender man with hollow cheeks but brightly painted makeup approached her.
"Hmm? Isn’t that so?" He stepped closer to Su Qingnuan and, seeing her unresponsive, asked curiously.
Su Qingnuan imdiately stood upright, smiling. "Yes."
"Alright then." The man took Su Qingnuan’s hand, leading her further inside. "These are all this season’s newest fashions. Eldest Young Madam, take your ti and see if there’s anything you like."
Everywhere she looked, there were vibrant colors and dazzling patterns.
Su Qingnuan’s expression turned uneasy as she glanced backward.
Fu Yihan had been brought inside by A Qi.
He didn’t seem surprised by the scene, his gaze resting on the man beside Su Qingnuan.
"You pick sothing for her."
The man paused, surprised, looking at Su Qingnuan.
Su Qingnuan glanced down at her attire and asked hesitantly, "Is there sothing wrong with it?"
"No, nothing." The man withdrew his gaze, leading her further inside. "Since Eldest Young Master gave the order, we’ll naturally take special care of Eldest Young Madam."
With that, he pushed Su Qingnuan forward.
She was ushered upstairs, where a line of people stood before her, holding armfuls of clothing.
"Alright, Eldest Young Madam, let’s see which one you like. Go ahead and pick." The man said with a smile.
Su Qingnuan randomly pointed at one item. "This one, I guess."
"..."
The man coughed awkwardly and whispered, "Eldest Young Madam, this one might not suit you."
"..." Su Qingnuan looked at another option and asked softly, "What about this one?"
"... Let’s give it a try, shall we?"
Su Qingnuan took the garnt and went in to try it on, only to erge shortly afterward still holding it.
"What’s wrong?" the man asked, puzzled.
Su Qingnuan replied awkwardly, "It seems a bit big."
Compared to most people, her physique was far more slender, so she couldn’t fit into the clothes the others usually wore.
"Hold on, I’ll find sothing." The man selected another outfit from the group and handed it to Su Qingnuan. "Try this one."
Su Qingnuan nodded and went back inside.
It turned out not to be just one item; many of them didn’t fit.
The man frowned and had to use pins to temporarily adjust the clothes to fit her sowhat. They’d struggled to find even three items suitable for her.
Su Qingnuan sat down, her forehead already damp with sweat.
"You’ve worked hard, Eldest Young Madam." The man smiled, holding the clothes in his arms. "We’ll tailor the asurents and deliver them to you."
Su Qingnuan nodded. "Thank you."
She watched the man leave with his team, then cautiously headed downstairs.
Fu Yihan and the others were still sitting downstairs, apparently discussing sothing.
The designer from earlier had already left, leaving only Fu Yihan and A Qi in the living room now.
Hearing a sound, Fu Yihan glanced up toward the staircase.
Su Qingnuan froze for a mont, standing upright.
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