Xin Yiyi

That year, she encountered the richest man of the city when she was in a state of despair. He said, "Don't get attached. I'm not sentimental." Who would know that he was the one who could not get over it?
Five years later, she showed up with Little Baozi. "Son, that's your godfather."
His expression darkened. "Son, tell your mom to come home."
Little Baozi came back with a message, "Mom doesn't want to get married yet."
"Tell your mom," he said firmly. "If she doesn't marry me, then I'll be alone with her."
He had calculated everything but the human heart!

Oath of Love

Pulled forward by Ye Chengwei, An Ran felt a bunch of electric waves shooting toward them from all directions. People looked at her with jealousy and at Ye Chengwei with admiration.

Some also looked at her with disdain, as if immediately seeing how they didn't suit each other.

An Ran walked with her head practically hanging.

At the young women's section, Ye Chengwei "tossed" An Ran into the store and told the staff, "From inside to out."

"Okay." A smile bloomed on the worker's face. This was big business.

An Ran kept going in and out of the dressing room. Ye Chengwei lounged diagonally on the sofa like an emperor enjoying his concubine trying to catch his eyes with clothes.

The other workers tried to get on his good side, but Ye Chengwei was like a puppet. He ignored them all. His eyes remained trained on An Ran. This made her feel a bit better.

No matter what their relationship was, he at least protected her dignity in public.

Ye Chengwei was satisfied with a few outfits, so the worker knowingly wrapped them up. An Ran was frustrated at the expensive clothes. She didn't know how to deal with this.

"Wear this when you come to see me." Ye Chengwei's voice was like an order.

Looking at her pout and the pink lips, Ye Chengwei's heart jumped a little. He wanted to kiss her.

Weaving his hand inside her hair, his voice subconsciously softened. "Next time you come, I'll have Sister Rong make you steamed papaya and snow clam."

"Huh?" An Ran had a confused expression.

Later, she learned that it was to grow her breasts.

"Pick up the bags." Ye Chengwei smiled meaningfully and turned to leave.

An Ran took the bags. She was confused, but she followed after him. "What else are you buying?"

She had the outside, so now, it was time for the inside!

An Ran blushed. "No," she begged softly.

Ye Chengwei bent down to look at her. Seeing her embarrassed face, he found it quite cute. "No what? You don't wear underwear? That's okay, saves time."

"Those auntie-looking things?" Ye Chengwei was cold. His words meant that those low-class things didn't qualify to appear before him.

"Shh!" If An Ran's hands weren't occupied with the bags, she would've covered his mouth.

It was like he wanted everyone to know.

"Then, listen obediently." Ye Chengwei's smile was slightly proud. Right now, he was filled with friendliness. This man changed so much. His attitude was great if you followed him. If not, he would throw a fit like a little kid.

An Ran could only go with him to try on lingerie.

At her age, she should wear pretty bras instead of those auntie-style t-shirt bras. But these bras were so fancy. How could she wear them at this age?

When the worker helped adjust the bra, she looked at An Ran with a knowing gaze. It seemed to say, Girls nowadays all move up the ranks with their bodies and faces, huh.

An Ran blushed at those weird gazes. Perhaps she felt that the others' gazes were strange because she was guilty inside. She quickly tried two bras and decided without even remembering what they looked like.

While the worker was wrapping them up, An Ran left with a red face. Ye Chengwei grabbed her wrist. "Where are you running to? It's not like you're paying."

An Ran bit her lip and didn't speak. Everyone in sight was looking at them.

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