Chapter 132: People Change

In the lingerie shop, there were few people; occasionally, one or two women would linger in the corners, their gazes sweeping toward Shen Yan from time to time.

A faint blush rose on her pretty face.

He looked gentle and refined on the outside, and she had originally thought he was a "little milk dog," but she never expected him to be a "little wolf dog."

Why is that little beauty being so reserved? With such a handsome guy, she should just satisfy him thoroughly.

The saleswoman had seen such scenes countless times, so she couldn't help but smile knowingly and said to the direction of the shy girl who was keeping her head down, "Beauty, love between a man and a woman is only natural. A little appropriate spice can enhance your relationship. Since your boyfriend likes it, you should just satisfy him."

Shen Yan wrapped his arms around Fangxiang's waist and whispered into her ear, "Be good! The boss has never seen this kind of nightgown; try it on for me to see."

That charming and magnetic tone made Fangxiang's body and mind tingle. The boss was only eighteen, so it was perfectly normal for him to be interested in such seductive clothing. Since she had entrusted both her body and heart to him, what harm was there in satisfying this small request?

Thus, she nodded almost imperceptibly.

Shen Yan kissed her on the face, then picked out a few more sets of sexy lingerie, such as thongs and lace underwear... shrouded in a thick, hazy allure.

Fangxiang's little face was flushed red, like a ripe Apple. She ran into the fitting room and didn't come out for a long while. When Shen Yan asked from outside if she was ready, he received a reply as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

The size isn't quite right; change it to an 85C.

Just as the two had bought the clothes and were preparing to pay and leave, they heard a sharp, mocking voice from behind that made one feel annoyed.

"Yo! Isn't this Fangxiang!"

Shen Yan turned his head to look and saw a young woman with plain features and heavy makeup standing there. She had big wavy hair, and a thick, somewhat pungent scent of perfume lingered around her—clearly not high-end stuff.

Fangxiang was also full of surprise, "Are you Xiaomei? You've changed so much; I almost didn't recognize you."

Xiaomei was a former colleague and good friend of Fangxiang's from a factory. Although she was plain-looking, she had a seductive figure and was especially good at dressing up. After moving to the city, she quickly shed her identity as a "factory girl" and transformed into a sales agent at Blue Island.

Every time she heard Xiaomei talk about how high the commissions for sales agents were and how the income was several times that of manual labor, Fangxiang would feel a stir in her heart, eventually leading her to go to Blue Island for an interview and become one of them.

It was just that she didn't know why a person could suddenly undergo such a earth-shattering change, and with a 180-degree turn in attitude, it seemed she didn't care much for her anymore.

Xiaomei looked Fangxiang up and down and couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy. Previously, she had envied this girl for her outstanding looks and her air of self-righteousness, always saying that selling one's looks for sales performance was wrong and that one should be down-to-earth.

Her words were full of "disdain" for her sales tactics; Xiaomei had agreed with her on the surface, but in private, she had long been extremely dissatisfied with this good friend.

Later, heaven had eyes, and this self-righteous little girl finally suffered the consequences; she was harassed by a customer, actually fought back, and was fired—it served her right.

She had assumed Fangxiang must be living in poverty now, but that wasn't the case. The girl seemed to have experienced a lot; she was even wearing black silk stockings, the very clothing she used to despise, and every gesture revealed a charming allure.

Could it be that she had been deflowered and kept by someone?

Looking at Shen Yan beside her, in a green jacket and black casual pants, he was dressed like a young man. Although exceptionally handsome, he didn't look like a rich person.

So she had found a young boyfriend.

With such great natural advantages and not knowing how to use them, she deserved to spend her life at the bottom of society.

Thinking again that she was a sales agent at Weilan Zhidu—even if her methods weren't exactly honorable, she was still among the high-income crowd in Hangzhou—a thick sense of superiority surged forth involuntarily.

Xiaomei said, "Can't help it. My performance has been so good lately; with money in my pocket, of course, I'm a different person."

"Oh my! You must be having a hard time now, right? Let me tell you, there's no future in being a factory girl; people should look toward the money."

Fangxiang's expression changed slightly and she wanted to say something, but Shen Yan couldn't be bothered to deal with such a person and told the saleswoman to hurry up and check them out.

"Alright, sir. Your total consumption this time is 1,280 yuan. With a 20% discount, it's 1,024. Here is your receipt, please keep it."

After swiping the card, the saleswoman handed over four shopping bags with a smile.

???

Xiaomei's eyes widened. Spending over a thousand on a trip to a lingerie shop? So extravagant?

Wait! Why does this young man look a bit familiar?

"You... are you Shen Yan, Mr. Shen?" Xiaomei asked tentatively.

"You know me?"

Shen Yan looked at her in surprise. They had truly never met; otherwise, with his memory, it would be impossible not to recognize her.

It really is Shen Yan!

Xiaomei was completely stunned. She had a deep impression of this young man who had shown such great power at Weilan Zhidu. She had been there at the time and witnessed with her own eyes Shen Yan passing four trials in a row and taking the grand prize without any effort.

How could one not admire such a handsome, wealthy, and intelligent young man? Unfortunately, the chasm-like gap between them was daunting.

Xiaomei didn't even dare to have the thought of fantasizing about him.

She never expected that while Fangxiang acted so upright on the surface, she had secretly captured this "wealthy catch."

Slut! Bitch! White lotus!

Xiaomei cursed Fangxiang a hundred times in her heart, hating only that she didn't have such good fortune herself.

Fangxiang whispered in his ear, "Boss, Xiaomei is a sales agent at Blue Island; she saw you at the scene back then."

Shen Yan nodded slightly, then put his arm around Fangxiang and walked out. Fangxiang realized that this good friend had long since changed, so she naturally had no desire to chat further, and like a docile sheep, she followed Shen Yan away obediently.

Watching their intimate backs, Xiaomei felt like she had eaten a lemon; it was so sour it made her teeth ache.

Hmph! What's so great about that? One day I'll find an even better "golden turtle son-in-law."

After walking out of the lingerie shop, Shen Yan didn't intend to know what kind of relationship Fangxiang had with this Xiaomei, but he warned Fangxiang that Xiaomei was ill-intentioned and it would be better not to associate with her in the future.

Fangxiang naturally agreed to everything, though she sighed quietly.

At nine in the evening, the night grew more alluring. The neon-lit streets were intertwined with the prosperity and romance of the modern city. Shen Yan suggested staying at a hotel for the night.

Fangxiang's pretty face turned crimson instantly, and she said, "Boss, it's too expensive to stay at a hotel; it's more comfortable to stay at home. My brother and I have separate rooms, so no one will disturb us."

"Then let's go!"

Shen Yan didn't actually like staying in hotels either; who knew if some heartless or psychopathic guy had installed a hidden camera in the room?

That kind of scene made one shudder just thinking about it.