Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

In the bridal shop

Qi Zeyan was feeling utterly devastated inside—she hardly comes back once a year, and how many times is it this year already?

"When did you get back to Beijing?" Jiang Jinsang scrutinized him, covered in dust.

"An hour ago." His tone was as cold and emotionless as usual.

His gaze landed on Qi Zeyan, as if measuring his groomsman suit, but his focus seemed to be on the person next to him.

The smoke-gray strapless bridesmaid dress revealed fair shoulders and was tied around the waist with a soft tulle; the skirt flowed down smoothly, making her whole presence resemble the soft light of a drizzly March.

Tang Wan and Shen Zhixian were standing by her side, and it wasn't clear what they were talking about, but Shen Shuci lowered her head and smiled—perhaps realizing someone was watching her, she abruptly looked up and their gazes collided…

The man did not evade, and Shen Shuci simply nodded at him as a greeting.

To outsiders, their actions were normal, but to Qi Zeyan, this was blatantly flirtatious! He was convinced in his heart that there was an affair between them.

Good grief—

Has this perennially unyielding tree finally bloomed? So outrageous?

So blatant?

So audacious?

"Hao, since you're here, why not try on the clothes? If they fit, you can take them home and wear them on the wedding day," Shen Zhixian suggested with a smile.

He said nothing, just took the clothes and went into the fitting room, locking eyes with Qi Zeyan as he passed by, sending a shiver down Qi Zeyan's spine.

The men's and women's dressing rooms were in entirely separate directions. After changing, Qi Zeyan came out, opened the partition door, and saw an intimidating figure standing in front of him; trying to appease him with a smile, "Old Hao…"

"Just now, Miss Shen and I—were just taking a photo. Truly, nothing happened."

"I really don't have any thoughts toward her."

The man gave him a bland look, "What did I say?"

"..."

"If you're not a thief, why would you feel guilty?"

Qi Zeyan didn't even know why he felt guilty, grabbed his groomsman suit, and hurried away from the area of gossip, even turning down Shen Zhixian's offer to have dinner.

Jiang Yanting offered to walk him out, but he ran faster than a ghost.

"Is there a problem with the fit?" Jiang Yanting evaluated the man who just came out of the fitting room. Although it was the exact same outfit, Qi Zeyan managed to exude a chill and rigidity.

"It's fine."

"Will you be staying until our big brother's wedding this time?" Jiang Jinsang inquired.

"Not sure."

Meanwhile, Shen Shuci had changed into another outfit. She wore red, bright and dazzling, but the pink felt somewhat petty on her.

"It doesn't quite suit me."

The man standing not far away from her glanced at her casually; the skirt was knee-length—too short!

Indeed, it didn't suit her!

"I'll take a photo first." Shen Zhixian needed to send out the pictures to the other bridesmaids for reference.

As Shen Shuci changed into several outfits, the man just stood not far off, standing upright, his thoughts unreadable.

"Old Hao, your clothes are fine, you can change now." Jiang Jinsang reminded.

Why isn't he moving after changing clothes?

He replied nothing, heading straight to the fitting room, and by the time Shen Shuci came out again, he had already left. It was only after she had tried on all her dresses that she found time to glance at her own mobile phone.

There was a message from an hour ago:

[I'll treat you to dinner tonight.]

She pursed her lips and replied: [Okay.]

[I'll be waiting for you.]

Inexplicably, Shen Shuci once again thought about his earlier words [Wait for me to come back].

Her heart seemed to be lightly stung by something and it sharply twitched.

"Aunt, sister-in-law said after we finish trying on dresses, we'll pick up Jiangjiang and Taotao and invite us for barbecue," Tang Wan patted her shoulder.

Shen Shuci subconsciously turned the phone screen off, "What did you say?"

"I said let's have barbecue together, bro and sister-in-law are paying." Tang Wan smiled, "What's up? You seem absent-minded."

"I have plans tonight."

"Aunt, aren't you secretly dating someone and planning to go out to dinner with him tonight?" Tang Wan teased casually.

Shen Shuci's heart inexplicably raced, her tone neutral, "A friend."

"A coworker?" Tang Wan knew her life was simple, always between office and home, hardly making friends aside from coworkers.

Ghosted by her own impulse, Shen Shuci simply nodded.

"Had this been arranged earlier?" Shen Zhixian leaned in, "After bothering you for an afternoon, I wanted to treat you to dinner tonight."