What if he suggests going to a hotel later? What should I do?
Xu Lu fell into hesitation. A top-tier rich second-generation like Chen Qi was incredibly rare.
Most rich second-generation men were either wealthy but unattractive—short, awkward-looking—or already married, or living recklessly, indulging in every vice imaginable.
Someone like Chen Qi, who excelled in looks, character, intelligence, and wealth, was almost impossible to find.
Hearing Xu Lu’s thoughts, Chen Qi knew she was still conflicted. He had no intention of forcing anything.
What he wanted was the kind of passion that built naturally—when emotions deepened, becoming irresistible, until everything flowed naturally like dry wood meeting fire.
Besides, Xu Lu’s restraint was precisely why she had only been in two relationships. From another perspective, that was her strength.
“Let’s go to Yida Plaza later.”
“Huh? What for?” Xu Lu asked.
“To buy some more clothes.”
After finishing their meal, the two headed to the Louis Vuitton store where Xu Lu worked.
As soon as they reached the third floor, Zheng Fangyue from the Hermès counter couldn’t believe her eyes.
Isn’t that the guy from last night? He bought a few things at LV, and now he’s already won over Xu Lu?
Xu Lu held onto Chen Qi’s arm as they came down the escalator and walked straight into the LV store.
Sister Zhang, who was covering Xu Lu’s shift, immediately greeted them warmly. “Lulu, aren’t you off today? Why are you here?”
“Brother Chen wants to buy some more clothes.”
He’s treating LV like a street stall—just buying things casually.
“Lulu, Mr. Chen probably doesn’t need us to serve him, right?”
“Sister Zhang, you go ahead. I’ll accompany Brother Chen.”
“Lulu, if you see anything you like, just take it. We’ll check out together later.”
Xu Lu knew Chen Qi was serious. He had the means to back it up.
Although she worked at LV, the clothes were still expensive even for employees. She had only saved enough to buy three pieces using her staff discount.
The white floral dress she was wearing right now was from her own store.
“Brother Chen is the best!”
Chen Qi wasn’t picky about clothes. Xu Lu had great taste—he didn’t even try them on, just held them up briefly before buying.
He bought three more short-sleeved shirts and two pairs of casual pants, spending 100,000 yuan.
“Brother Chen, does this look good?”
Xu Lu stepped out of the fitting room wearing a black spaghetti-strap dress.
Her fair, delicate shoulders were fully exposed. Her full curves were barely contained, and her long legs looked even more alluring in the dress.
“It looks amazing.”
“Then I’ll take this one.”
“No.”
“Huh?”
Xu Lu thought Chen Qi had changed his mind. The dress wasn’t even expensive—it cost less than the caviar from dinner.
“One isn’t enough. Get a few more,” Chen Qi said.
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“Brother Chen, don’t scare me like that,” Xu Lu said, pretending to pout.
For women, trying on clothes was completely different from men.
For Chen Qi, as long as it fit, that was enough.
But Xu Lu had to consider colors, hairstyles, and makeup after putting on each outfit. Even with Chen Qi paying, she still cared about how everything matched.
Chen Qi couldn’t give much advice. All he could do was repeat, “Looks good. Buy it. If you like it, buy it.”
He had always wanted to know what it felt like to say those words. Now he finally experienced it—it was incredibly satisfying.
“Brother Chen is the best!”
Xu Lu was as happy as a child, joyfully picking out clothes she liked.
After more than an hour, she chose five outfits, totaling 160,000 yuan.
While checking them out, Sister Zhang kept praising Chen Qi. “Mr. Chen is young and successful. Lulu will definitely live a happy life with you.”
“Sister Zhang!” Xu Lu said shyly. Their relationship hadn’t even begun yet—it was too early to say such things.
She looked at Chen Qi, unsure how he would respond, feeling both expectant and nervous. After all, rich second-generation men were hard to read.
“Of course. A girl as wonderful as Lulu deserves to be cherished,” Chen Qi said.
“How annoying~” Xu Lu said shyly.
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When wealthy men spoke sweetly, it never annoyed women. What annoyed them was when you had no money.
“Lulu, I’ll take you home.”
Xu Lu held onto Chen Qi’s arm. “Brother Chen, I want to chat with Sister Zhang and the others for a bit.”
“Alright, I’ll head back first. I’ll come find you tomorrow evening.”
Chen Qi could roughly guess why Xu Lu wanted to stay. She was definitely going to have a discussion and analyze him.
“Message me when you get home.”
After Chen Qi left, the three women immediately gathered together. Xu Lu began recounting everything she had done with Chen Qi that day and how much he had spent.
Sister Zhang and Xiao Jing listened as if they were hearing a story from a novel.
“25,000 yuan caviar? And one tin each?”
Sister Zhang couldn’t even imagine what it tasted like.
“Did you two… you know?”
“Sister Zhang, what are you saying? We just met yesterday, and today already that? How is that possible?”
“Even if he spent over 200,000 yuan on me, I can’t just give myself away so quickly.”
Xiao Jing eagerly said, “If you won’t, I will!”
“You little flirt,” Xu Lu teased.
Sister Zhang said, “Xiao Jing, forget it. Didn’t you see last night? When he came into the store, he didn’t even look at you—he went straight for Lulu.”
“With Lulu’s looks, figure, and temperament, there’s no second one like her in all of Yida Plaza.”
Chen Qi hadn’t checked every sales assistant in Yida Plaza. Zheng Fangyue from the Hermès counter next door had a charm point of 90 and could rival Xu Lu.
But her relationship count was too high, so she wasn’t selected by the system.
There were only two women with charm points of 90 on the luxury floor. The sales assistants on other floors likely wouldn’t match them.
“Lulu, you have to seize this golden bachelor. A man this outstanding is highly sought after.”
“I know.”
When they bought the car earlier, the saleswoman Zhang Li had added Chen Qi on WeChat. That woman Zhou Yali had also tried to add him in the afternoon, but Xu Lu refused.
“Do you think he might be the illegitimate son of some tycoon? Yesterday, when he came to the store, he was dressed in cheap clothes.”
“Then for two days straight, he’s been buying clothes and even bought a car. If he were a real rich second-generation, he should’ve already had a car, right?”
Xiao Jing let her imagination run wild. It sounded like a melodrama, but thinking about it carefully, it did seem plausible.
“You might be right. When he filled out the car purchase form, he didn’t write an address, saying it was inconvenient. And now he’s staying at Hildo Hotel.”
Xu Lu built on Xiao Jing’s theory, piecing together the information she had observed.
The three reached a conclusion—Chen Qi was the illegitimate son of a top tycoon in Donghai City and had only recently returned to the wealthy family.
“Lulu, if that’s really the case and you win him over, you’ll become the young mistress of a top family in Donghai.”
“It’s not that easy. Not every girl is Wei Xue.”
Every girl dreamed of living a life of luxury as a wealthy family’s young mistress, but there were only a handful of such families. Getting in required far more than just effort.
Beauty, figure, background, education, skill—and an indispensable yet intangible factor: luck.
Compared to the daughters of wealthy families, Xu Lu only had an advantage in looks. In every other aspect, she was completely outmatched.
But she was lucky. Zheng Fangyue from Hermès next door was just as beautiful as her, yet when Chen Qi entered Hermès, he left almost immediately.