Chapter 643

Su Xinghui's jacket lapel was covered in bloodstains, but the blood had already dried. Fortunately, the jacket was navy blue, a dark color, so it wasn't noticeable unless looked at closely; otherwise, walking on the street like this would either scare people or attract the police.

The two walked into a brand-name clothing store. Lu Xiaoya held Su Xinghui's hand and walked inside. Su Xinghui took one look at the brand—it was a famous international brand that was very popular at the time—and said, "How about we change to another store?"

Lu Xiaoya rolled her eyes at him and said, "You're allowed to treat me to high-end restaurants, but I'm not allowed to buy you a brand-name piece of clothing? Don't worry, I have money."

Lu Xiaoya was indeed a bit of a little rich woman. Her salary was over two hundred a month, plus writing fees and such. She didn't have to pay money at home, and she saved it all herself. If it weren't for Su Xinghui being able to sell paintings, his money might not even be as much as Lu Xiaoya's.

Entering the clothing store, Lu Xiaoya carefully selected the clothes. Since it was already spring, Lu Xiaoya looked at spring wear. She first picked out a suit, but Su Xinghui didn't like wearing suits, so Lu Xiaoya picked out a few jackets and let Su Xinghui try them on one by one.

Finally, she selected a black hunting-style jacket. When Su Xinghui wore this jacket, because of the cinched waist design, it perfectly set off Su Xinghui's perfect physique—broad shoulders and narrow waist—making him look bold, dashing, and full of heroic spirit.

The female clerk who served them had eyes that lit up and said, "This gentleman looks really handsome in this piece! This young lady has such good taste!"

Lu Xiaoya was also very satisfied with this piece of clothing. She asked the clerk, "How much?"