Сhарter 15: A Wоmаn’s Wаrdrоbе
Xu Jinhuan had nеvеr been а persоnаl аssistаnt bеfоre, аnd tоdау she truly hаd her eyes орenеd.
It turnеd оut thаt wеalthу реoplе didn’t еven trу on clothеs themsеlves. Theу just sat thеre whilе а lineup оf models worе sаmрlе outfits, as if wаtсhing а fаshion show.
Wеn Yaо seleсted a fеw items with little еnthusiasm beforе gеtting strаight to thе mаin event of thе daу.
“Нere, tаke a lоok аt thеsе. Do уou like thеm?”
She had саrеfully picked out several drеssеs and was holding them uр аgainst Xu Jinhuan. Нmm, thеy looked nice—passable enough to wear.
“Go try them on and see if they fit.”
Xu Jinhuan’s almond-shaped eyes widened in shock. She was just here to keep Wen Yao company—why was she being picked out clothes for?
Flustered, she waved her hands and protested, “No, no! Yao Jiejie, I have enough clothes to wear.”
Her days were spent either making desserts at the shop or delivering orders—she didn’t need to buy many clothes at all.
Besides, even if she sold herself, she couldn’t afford the clothes here. How could she possibly let Yao Jiejie spend so much on her?
However, Wen Yao remained unmoved.
She raised a finger, smiling as she wagged it. “Wrong. A woman’s wardrobe is always missing one more piece of clothing. Go try it on—trust my taste, okay?”
Xu Jinhuan was pushed into the fitting room.
The fitting room was as large as her bedroom. Xu Jinhuan stole a glance at the price tag and immediately widened her eyes.
¥689,000!
Even though she had expected the clothes here to be expensive, she was still stunned. Was this dress made of gold?!
Her entire shop and all her savings combined weren’t worth this much…
Xu Jinhuan’s heart trembled with anxiety. Just as she was about to put the dress down, she heard Wen Yao’s voice from outside. “Can you manage on your own? Do you need me to come in and help?”
Her hand shook. Swallowing hard, she steeled herself and replied, “…I’m fine. I can manage.”
Cornered, Xu Jinhuan had no choice but to take off her own clothes and slip into the expensive dress.
Every movement was made with extreme caution, afraid she might accidentally snag the precious fabric.
It was just a try-on, after all—she didn’t have to buy it.
A moment later, the curtain of the fitting room was drawn open.
Xu Jinhuan stepped out awkwardly, wearing the high heels provided in the fitting room, her movements stiff and unnatural.
Hesitantly, she said, “…Yao Jiejie, I don’t think it suits me.”
Wen Yao’s gaze fell on her. The first reaction wasn’t admiration but a slight frown.
Her eyes lingered for a few seconds on the faint but widespread old scars on Xu Jinhuan’s body before discreetly looking away, her expression growing more thoughtful.
Instead of answering directly, she called over the sales assistant. “What do you think?”
As everyone knows, all clothing sales assistants speak with the same mouth.
They only have words of praise, and luxury stores are no exception.
The sales assistant chimed in, “It’s absolutely perfect! This young lady has a great figure, fair skin, and lovely curves—it looks as if it were tailor-made for her!”
This wasn’t entirely untrue. Although Xu Jinhuan had a cute appearance, she wasn’t petite. Standing at 163 cm, wearing high heels only accentuated her proportions.
The mint-green halter dress was cleverly designed, revealing just the right amount of skin—not too exposed, yet showcasing her slender neck and delicate collarbone. The color complemented her complexion perfectly, adding a touch of lazy sensuality to her already fresh and lovely face.Wen Yao stood to the side, her gaze lingering on Xu Jinhuan’s neck for a moment.
“Seems like the neck is a bit bare…”
The salesperson immediately understood, fetching an exquisite necklace from nearby and gently fastening it around Xu Jinhuan’s neck.
Wen Yao reached out and loosened Xu Jinhuan’s naturally wavy long hair, letting it cascade down her back. “Perfect.”
Xu Jinhuan was manipulated like a delicate doll, then pushed in front of a massive floor-to-ceiling mirror.
“Come, little one, you can admire the brand-new you.”
Standing before the mirror, with dazzling lights overhead, Xu Jinhuan felt an overwhelming sense of unfamiliarity, as if peering through a mist that made it hard to see her own reflection clearly.
The person before her was so beautiful it didn’t seem like her…
Unfamiliar and distant.
A faint sense of confusion welled up in her heart—was this really her?
She should be in a cramped little dessert shop, busy and fulfilled, living each day in ordinary, unremarkable simplicity, spending her life that way.
Not like this, wearing an outrageously expensive dress, basking in the spotlight and reveling in praise.
Even if she had escaped Fang Niandi, this wasn’t a life she could ever have.
“What’s wrong, stunned by how good you look?”
Wen Yao’s words snapped Xu Jinhuan out of her daze. She shook her head, trying to keep her voice calm and natural. “No, I’m just not used to it.”
“You’ll get used to it gradually. Come on, look at the camera.”
As she turned sideways, she saw Wen Yao holding up a camera, ready to take her photo.
Wen Yao pressed the shutter, capturing Xu Jinhuan’s beauty in that moment.
“This one passes. Go try on the others.”
Xu Jinhuan shook her head slowly but firmly. “No need, Yao Jiejie. I don’t want to try anymore.”
Wen Yao paused. “What’s wrong? Don’t you like them?”
Sensing the subtle shift in atmosphere, the salesperson quietly retreated.
With only the two of them in the space, Xu Jinhuan relaxed a little. “The clothes are all beautiful, but I have no occasion to wear them. You know, besides making cakes in the shop or delivering orders, I never get to wear such nice dresses…”
“I’m really happy you brought me here to try on clothes today. Thank you. But… it’s really unnecessary. Please don’t waste your money on me.”
Hearing this, Wen Yao fell silent for a moment.
She sighed inwardly—what a silly child.
Just as Xu Jinhuan thought she might be angry and was about to explain further, Wen Yao’s expression softened with apology. “I’m sorry, I didn’t think this through properly.”
“No, no!”
This was exactly what Xu Jinhuan feared. She was terrified Wen Yao might think her ungrateful and hurried to explain.
“Your intentions are good, I understand… But you work hard for your money too. You could buy things for yourself or your family. There’s really no need to buy them for me. And I truly can’t accept such an expensive gift from you for nothing.”
If it were just a few thousand, or even tens of thousands, she could grit her teeth, work hard, and repay it in kind someday.
But each of these dresses cost seven figures, and buying several would be an astronomical sum. She simply couldn’t bear such a huge debt of gratitude.
After listening, Chairman Wen sighed, a rare moment of compromise in her life.
“Then let’s keep just one, alright?”
“I…”
Wen Yao put on a stern face. “If you refuse even this, then we can’t have fun together anymore. And don’t call me Yao Jiejie either.”
Faced with this, Xu Jinhuan found it impossible to refuse any longer. She could only nod. “…Alright.””But I’m a bit tired. How about we head back once I change?”
Wen Yao readily agreed, “Sure.”
While Xu Jinhuan was changing, Wen Yao went to the cashier and swiped her card without hesitation.
“Pack this one, and send all the items we looked at earlier to this address.”
She gave Wen Yu’s address to the sales assistant.
“Of course, Director Wen.”
Wen Yao sent the original photo from her phone to someone.
Hmph, with such an understanding mother, you should be secretly thrilled, kid.