Pacific Department Store is a large, multi-functional department store that encompasses dining, entertainment, fashion, and more.
Upon entering, Fang Yuying immediately began to display her innate feminine nature. Arriving at the clothing section, she grabbed whatever caught her eye without restraint. In just over ten minutes, Fang Yuying had picked up a dozen outfits, seemingly intending to buy them all.
Fang Yuying’s actions made the sales associate nervous, fearing that this customer might be attempting a robbery. Fortunately, Fang Yi smiled at the sales associate, dispelling her doubts.
"I’m telling you, you’ve grabbed so much, you probably have enough to wear for half a year," Fang Yi reminded her, suggesting she reign it in a bit.
Fang Yuying replied, "Ha, I usually wouldn’t even look twice at these clothes. But beggars can’t be choosers, I’ll just make do and buy any random outfit."
Fang Yi rolled his eyes, "If you’re only buying one, why take so many?"
Fang Yuying said, "Isn’t it obvious? Just enjoying the pleasure of shopping."
Fang Yi really wanted to tell her that her idea of pleasure was quite peculiar.
In the end, Fang Yuying dumped all the clothes she had gathered onto Fang Yi, then headed to the fitting room to try them on, leaving Fang Yi waiting outside like a little eunuch serving an empress. He really felt he had bad luck with people.
Trying on clothes is a complicated affair for women and the best way to kill time—for them, it’s sheer bliss. Unbeknownst to them, for the men accompanying them, it’s a dreadful ordeal.
There were many fitting rooms here, each quite spacious—befitting of a large department store. It would be embarrassing if they were too small. While Fang Yi was bored out of his mind, a woman emerged from a nearby fitting room.
The woman had auburn hair, which easily attracted men’s attention. Fang Yi felt she looked somewhat familiar. After a short moment, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The woman with auburn hair cooed, "Honey, come over here and tell me if I look good in this."
Fang Yi put down the pile of clothes Fang Yuying had chosen, took out his phone, lit a cigarette, opened the Meipai app on his phone, and wore a malicious grin.
"That’s impressive!" Fang Yi stroked his chin, pondering whether he should enter now. Since he couldn’t find that video from Si Lituon on the internet, he thought he might as well get a real-life version—it was sure to be thrilling.
"Hey, what are you staring at?"
Suddenly, someone patted Fang Yi on the shoulder.
Turning his head, Fang Yi saw Fang Yuying had already come out, dressed in a loose off-shoulder blouse and black capri pants.
"I’ve run into an enemy and I want to kill him," Fang Yi answered.
Fang Yuying got excited, "How can you leave me out of such a good thing?" She approached the fitting room and listened to the noise inside for a moment, her face showing a weird expression, but no shyness at all.
Fang Yuying, stroking her chin, said, "Kick the door in."
Fang Yi replied, "As a woman, you might want to stand back to avoid tainting your eyes."
Fang Yuying didn’t care, "What’s the big deal? I don’t mind."
Fang Yi, "..." You don’t mind but I do.
Fang Yuying couldn’t hold back and raised her foot to kick. Being an Earth Level master, even if the fitting room door was locked, a single kick from Fang Yuying was enough to burst it open.
As the door was abruptly kicked in, the two people behind it froze, like statues.
Lin Yuanhao was shocked initially and became livid with rage upon seeing Fang Yi, "Fang Yi!!!"
Fang Yi replied lazily, "Why are you calling me ’dad’?"
Fang Yi closed the fitting room door and took out his phone to start recording...
"What are you doing!" Lin Yuanhao roared quietly.
"Recording, of course," Fang Yi replied righteously, even changing angles.
Lin Yuanhao was so angry he ground his teeth, stuck between a rock and a hard place, wishing he could tear Fang Yi limb from limb—but that was just wishful thinking.
Fang Yuying, not wanting to be left out of the exciting scene, wasn’t embarrassed at all and even looked down on them with disdain.
In fact, Fang Yuying didn’t see anything, but when Lin Yuanhao was addressed by her in such a manner, how could he not be furious?
"What are you glaring at? You dare glare at me!" Fang Yuying walked over and slapped Lin Yuanhao across the face. Poor Lin Yuanhao, eager to preserve his dignity, did not dare dodge.
But this didn’t prevent Lin Yuanhao from trying to pull rank, he said coldly, "Who are you to hit me? I am from the Lin Family. You insolent woman, you’re done for."
Fang Yuying spoke nonchalantly, "Wow, threatening me now, huh? Even if you’re from the Lin Family in Tianjing, I would never even blink."
Having said that, Fang Yuying continued to slap Lin Yuanhao several more times, utterly overbearing.
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