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She sat on the sofa with Liu Zhiya and took out a menu, "Hungry? Want to see what you'd like to eat?"

Liu Zhiya instinctively touched her stomach, "I'm okay, not too hungry."

"No wonder you have such a great figure." Tong Jialu smiled with squinting eyes, "When I was your age, I couldn't control my mouth."

"It's alright."

Liu Zhiya pursed her lips, "Sister Xiao Lu, your figure is pretty great too."

"Really?"

Tong Jialu immediately stood up and did a twirl in front of her, "I feel like I've gained two pounds recently."

Liu Zhiya watched Tong Jialu confidently and generously showing off her figure, and couldn't help but feel a bit insecure.

Though she was about ten centimeters taller than Tong Jialu, the Tong Jialu in front of her was slim where she should be and curvy where she should be, her curves perfectly formed, radiating the charm of a mature woman in every gesture.

Looking at herself, her figure was somewhat thin, with a youthful air that hadn't fully faded.

"No... no." Liu Zhiya felt a bit embarrassed.

Tong Jialu seemed to see Liu Zhiya's uneasiness, "Xiao Ya, don't be uncomfortable, we're all Brother Cheng's folks. And it's not the first time we've met, why be so nervous?"

Liu Zhiya nodded slightly, then quickly shook her head, her little gestures leaving Tong Jialu slightly bewildered.

"So, what would you like to drink?" Tong Jialu stood up, "By the way, you can have anything from the water, wine in your room, I'll settle the bill later."

She walked to the drink station, "Juice, coffee, or red wine?"

"Water is fine for me."

"Okay." Tong Jialu agreed with a smile, but in the next second, she sneezed twice, "Achoo~ Achoo~"

"A bit cold, isn't it." She pointed to the box beside Liu Zhiya, "Xiao Ya, could you help me get a coat out, the gray Rimowa. Why is the air conditioning in this room so weak?"

"Ah? Oh."

Liu Zhiya also felt that the air conditioning in this suite was a few degrees lower than in her own, initially thinking Tong Jialu had intentionally set it so low, but hearing her say that, it seemed the air conditioning really was faulty.

She laid the gray Rimowa suitcase flat, unzipping while asking, "Which clothing do you want?"

But the next second, when Liu Zhiya saw the clothes in the suitcase clearly, her small face instantly turned red.

There were no clothes suitable for going out in the suitcase, it was full of various styles of lingerie and stockings, with lace, sheer, hollow-out designs, colors ranging from pure white to passionate red, everything you could want.

Liu Zhiya was stunned, she had never seen such bold clothing, let alone had she expected to see Tong Jialu's intimate clothing in this way.

All at once, a sense of shame surged in her heart, she felt her cheeks burning as if on fire, extremely hot.

Tong Jialu seemed not to notice Liu Zhiya's discomfort and continued talking to herself: "Just that black cashmere coat, it's quite thick, should be warmer."

Liu Zhiya hurriedly closed the suitcase, stammering, "This... this... looks like there's no coat..."

"No?"

Tong Jialu came over with water, bent over to glance at the suitcase, "How could there be none? My sister clearly put it in for me..."

She opened the suitcase herself, looking at the contents she packed, "Ah? Sorry, Xiao Ya, I made you laugh."

Liu Zhiya finally looked up, forcing a smile, "No... no problem..."

Tong Jialu handed the water to her, then opened another white Rimowa, "It's in here, my sister really is something. Pregnant and memory still isn't good."

Liu Zhiya nervously twisted the bottle cap, and though her eyes no longer looked at the gray suitcase, her mind was filled with the scene she just saw inside it.

"What's wrong? Xiao Ya?"

Liu Zhiya dared not look at Tong Jialu, asking quietly, "Those clothes... did Xia Yubing pack them for you?"

"Yeah." Tong Jialu's face remained calm, "I'm not much for packing, my sister couldn't trust me, plus she knows what Brother Cheng likes, so she packed these for me."

Liu Zhiya's eyes widened, "You mean, those are to be worn for Brother Cheng?"

"Yeah! Otherwise why would I bring them?"

Tong Jialu quickly opened the last black Rimowa, "See, this is full of high heels, each pair goes with a different outfit."

Liu Zhiya followed Tong Jialu's gaze and saw in the black suitcase, seven or eight pairs of high heels neatly arranged.

She had some knowledge of luxury goods and recognized the brands of several pairs at a glance.

That pair of classic red-soled shoes was undoubtedly Christian Louboutin, with a height of at least 7 centimeters.

Another pair adorned with rhinestones was a signature style of Jimmy Choo, relatively low, about 3 centimeters.

There was also a pair of patent leather black pointed heels, with the "YSL" logo prominently on the heel.

The other pairs included RV, Valentino, and so on.

And she noticed something even more important, these shoes were spotless, and although the soles hadn't been worn down, they seemed brand new.

But on closer inspection, Liu Zhiya saw slight wear marks inside each pair, as if they had been tried on a few times.

"These shoes are so beautiful," Liu Zhiya said sincerely.

Tong Jialu smiled slightly and picked up a pair of Jimmy Choos, pinching the heel, "Brother Cheng has high standards and pays great attention to these details. So every time before I spend time with him, I carefully coordinate my outfits."

"So, these shoes, they were specially prepared for the time I spend with Brother Cheng." She showed no intention of hiding.

Liu Zhiya felt a complex emotion rising in her heart, astonished at Tong Jialu's meticulous preparation, yet a bit faintly lost.

She thought about her own limited interactions with Chen Cheng, always so immature and naive, never having such detailed thoughts.

"Sister Xiao Lu, do you always dress so carefully when you're with Brother Cheng?"

She pointed to the gray and black suitcases.

"Of course. When I'm by Brother Cheng's side, I always want to show my best self. It's not just to make him happy; it's also because I enjoy the process."

Tong Jialu sat down beside her and smiled as she said, "And I also spray different scents of perfume."

The more Liu Zhiya listened, the more uneasy she felt, "Does Brother Cheng really like it this way?"

"Of course he likes it," Tong Jialu affirmed, "He's always happy."

She paused, "Hey? Xiao Ya, tell me, you..."

"I don't... I don't have these."

Liu Zhiya lowered her head, "Although I used to take gigs for fashion shows, they were all quite normal, never even took lingerie shows."

"That's not what I was asking." Tong Jialu smiled slightly, leaned close to Liu Zhiya's ear, and whispered something.

Liu Zhiya clearly smelled the trailing notes of perfume from Tong Jialu's neck, not feeling repulsed, but rather comfortable.

That gentle breath caressed her ear, creating an itching sensation in her heart.

"Xiao Ya? Xiao Ya?"

"Ah?" Liu Zhiya came to her senses.

"I just asked you, when you're alone with Brother Cheng, didn't you prepare these things?"

Liu Zhiya shook her head frantically, "No... no, I didn't."

Having answered that, she was utterly stunned.

Such private matters, she hadn't even told her real sister, yet now she was sharing them with Tong Jialu, whom she had only met a few times.

Tong Jialu looked at her now flushed cheeks, "Don't be shy, I often discuss these matters with my sister. I'm a few years older than you, and you call me Sister Xiao Lu, so you can think of me as a sister too."

Liu Zhiya was shocked again, "You and Xia Yubing discuss these things too?"

"Yes, what shouldn't sisters discuss? She taught me a lot of things!"

Tong Jialu asked next, "Do you and Xiao Ying not talk about these things?"

"No... We haven't talked about it..."

"Eh? That's strange," Tong Jialu feigned contemplation, stroking her chin.

Liu Zhiya pressed further, "Strange? What's strange?"

"If you're good sisters, shouldn't you share the things you love," Tong Jialu's eyes curved into a smile, "and related experiences?"