Shopping

This commercial building has over twenty floors and can be considered the most prosperous and top-tier shopping venue in SH city, with each floor offering a variety of products, including exclusive stores of top global brands. It's a place where, if you have the money, there's almost nothing you can't buy. Of course, the expenses here are very high, leaving many to only sigh in envy. Some so-called white-collar workers, in pursuit of their so-called quality of life, often spend several months' worth of hard-earned savings here to buy just one item.

High expenses naturally come with high-quality service. The sales staff here are the cream of the crop, carefully selected and trained by various top brands.

There are similar places abroad, but for someone like Ye Qian, who doesn't care much about so-called quality of life, such places hold little appeal. To Ye Qian, as long as the clothes are comfortable, it doesn't matter what brand they are or whether they come from a roadside stall or a large department store.

However, since it was Qin Yue's request, Ye Qian naturally wouldn't refuse. He might not care, but that doesn't mean Qin Yue doesn't. After all, tonight, he was attending the ball as Qin Yue's boyfriend. Although Ye Qian didn't believe that wearing a suit and tie made someone upper class, he certainly didn't want to embarrass Qin Yue in front of those so-called high society individuals.

Qin Yue looked Ye Qian up and down, then directly led him into a Gianfranco Ferre store. Ye Qian didn't know much about fashion, but under the influence of someone like Li Wei, who was a typical fashion enthusiast, he had some recognition of top international brands. For instance, Gianfranco Ferre is known for its precise tailoring, which allows designers to fully utilize geometric and asymmetrical cuts, a significant feature of Ferre's men's wear. Ferre's men's clothing is mostly orthodox with a hint of vintage style, with colors leaning towards natural tones, especially black and blue, exuding a unique masculine charm amid the avant-garde and trendy vibrant colors.

"Welcome. How can I assist you today?" The salesperson asked with a professional smile. However, when her eyes fell on Ye Qian, a look of surprise flashed across her face. She had seen wealthy women bringing their kept men shopping, but she had never seen one as oddly dressed as Ye Qian. Moreover, this man didn't look like a kept man. He wasn't ugly, but he wasn't particularly handsome either.

"No, thanks. We'll just look around," Qin Yue said indifferently.

Qin Yue walked back and forth in front of the clothes racks, occasionally picking out an outfit to look at. However, she often frowned and put the clothes back. Ye Qian followed behind her with a bitter expression, not understanding why it was so difficult to choose clothes. They were all just clothes; as long as they fit, what was the difference? And they all looked pretty similar anyway.

After more than an hour, Qin Yue finally picked out a suit and a tie, handed them to the salesperson without asking Ye Qian if he liked them, and said, "Wrap these up for me."

"Thank you," the salesperson said politely, carefully wrapping the clothes. "Will that be cash or card?"

"Card," Qin Yue replied, taking out a credit card from her purse.

"Thank you. Please come again," the salesperson said, handing the wrapped clothes to Ye Qian, who naturally took them. Since she paid for them, the least he could do was carry them.

Qin Yue still seemed a bit awkward from the earlier incident and didn't speak much. After leaving the Gianfranco Ferre store, she led Ye Qian into a Hugo Boss store. This German brand is known for its masculine designs that highlight a man's rugged charm.

Having learned from the previous experience, Qin Yue spent less time this round, finishing in half an hour. She then took Ye Qian to buy two pairs of leather shoes and a watch. Throughout, Ye Qian followed her, feeling more and more like a kept man.

With an embarrassed smile, Ye Qian sidled up to Qin Yue and said, "You're buying such expensive clothes for me. I'm worried if my salary will cover it. You don't want me to work for you forever, do you?"

"Not forever, but signing a three, five, or seven-year contract is a must," Qin Yue replied.

"Are you really planning to keep me? Actually, if I can't pay off the debt, I don't mind compensating with my body. Oh well, do whatever you want when we get back to the hotel. I've made up my mind," Ye Qian said with a look of grievance, as if Qin Yue had tricked him into this situation.

Qin Yue gave him a sharp look and said, "Your clothes are ready, but I still need an evening gown for the ball. Let's go."

Without hesitation, Qin Yue entered a Dior women's store. Ye Qian, carrying the bags, had no choice but to follow. Fortunately, the store was designed with men in mind, providing a comfortable sofa for guests to rest on. Ye Qian immediately sat down. He had no knowledge or opinions about women's fashion and left it all to Qin Yue.

Time ticked by, but Qin Yue still hadn't found an evening gown she liked. However, Ye Qian was enjoying the show. Dior's designs emphasize the female silhouette rather than color, showcasing women's curves and highlighting their unique charm. Every time Qin Yue tried on a dress, Ye Qian was amazed. To him, Qin Yue was the most charming and feminine woman he had ever met.

Finally, Qin Yue stepped out of the fitting room in a black evening gown. Ye Qian was speechless, his mouth agape in awe. He didn't know how to describe her beauty; if he had to, he would say she was stunning.

Just then, Ye Qian noticed a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.