Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

When Miss Sun, wearing a face mask, arrived at the parking lot, a Volkswagen Golf had already zoomed past her.

Looking at the Mercedes pushed aside, Miss Sun was utterly bewildered.

How is it possible that a 1.9-ton car in park could be pushed by one person?

"You're not a monster, right? How are you so strong?" Xin Xiaoqi asked in amazement while driving.

Lin Chen smiled faintly, "Not to brag, but I could even push a plane."

"Pfft, boast all you want." Xin Xiaoqi rolled her eyes at Lin Chen.

The faint scent of lavender perfume in the car mixed with the youthful fragrance from Xin Xiaoqi's body, making Lin Chen feel relaxed and joyful.

All the way, Lin Chen kept his chatter going, telling Xin Xiaoqi embarrassing little stories.

Even though Xin Xiaoqi was already twenty-four or twenty-five, she had never even dated a boyfriend and was still an upright young lady.

Listening to Lin Chen's embarrassing stories made Xin Xiaoqi's face as red as a ripe strawberry.

"By the way, have you heard the story of the Want Want Little Mantou?" Lin Chen grinned as he glanced at Xin Xiaoqi, who was concentrating on driving.

At this moment, Xin Xiaoqi couldn't help lowering her head, her expression slightly changing.

Xin Xiaoqi was perfect in every way, except she was a bit small down there. Upon hearing Lin Chen talk about that story, she couldn't help but think he was subtly mocking her.

Lin Chen noticed the subtle change in Xin Xiaoqi's expression and suddenly recalled that this was a sensitive topic for her, so he awkwardly chuckled.

"Sorry, I forgot you have the Want Want Little Mantou too."

"Screech!"

Lin Chen felt the car abruptly stop by the roadside, and Xin Xiaoqi, with a stony face, said, "Lin Chen, if you keep talking nonsense, get out of the car right now."

Xin Xiaoqi's face was as calm as water, but anger radiated from her.

What made Xin Xiaoqi even more infuriated was that this guy wasn't even calling her name properly, just calling her "Xiao Xiao," which felt even more humiliating.

"Alright, alright, let's change the story. How about we talk about cars? Do you know under what condition a car shakes violently while not driving?"

Xin Xiaoqi's face was full of dark lines, and she ultimately decided to ignore Lin Chen.

Finally, the car arrived at the Xicheng's largest New World Shopping Mall.

This mall was a top choice for many shoppers in Xicheng, with five floors, featuring a wide range of brands from high to low-end.

After parking the car, Xin Xiaoqi led Lin Chen into the mall.

Since it was a weekday, there weren't many people around.

Xin Xiaoqi took Lin Chen straight to the men's clothing store on the third floor.

"Miss, are you buying menswear?" A uniformed shop assistant greeted them with a warm smile upon entering an international brand store.

Xin Xiaoqi pointed at a suit and trousers and said, "Bring these over for him to try on."

The shop assistant was momentarily stunned, initially thinking Lin Chen was probably this beauty's driver or bodyguard, not expecting this girl to be choosing clothes for him.

She couldn't fathom why a girl as beautiful, slender, and graceful as Xin Xiaoqi would be with a guy wearing cheap market clothes.

"Sure." The shop assistant nodded. Though she looked down on Lin Chen, she didn't dare to slack on serving this young lady and quickly brought over the clothes Xin Xiaoqi specified.

"Sir, the fitting rooms are on the left."

Lin Chen swaggered into the fitting room with the clothes, while Xin Xiaoqi waited by the side.

The store had some other male customers, all seemingly white-collars or rich second-generation, each with female companions.

However, all eyes were drawn to Xin Xiaoqi in unison.

Compared to Xin Xiaoqi, their female companions lost all their luster.

"How can a loser get such a beautiful girlfriend?" the men couldn't help but lament in their hearts.

Of course, many girls also noticed their companions' gazes being stolen by Xin Xiaoqi, sparking their anger and dissatisfaction toward their partners.

In no time, Lin Chen came out wearing a suit.

Xin Xiaoqi was dumbfounded seeing Lin Chen come out of the fitting room.

He was trying on formal wear: a black suit and straight trousers, which made him look like a different person.

To Xin Xiaoqi, the man before her was no longer a sloppy guy but a handsome CEO with a commanding aura.

No, Lin Chen was already a chairman, and that presence and momentum were innate.

When Lin Chen emerged, not only was Xin Xiaoqi stunned, but the shop assistant who just regarded him as a good-for-nothing was also shocked, showing a look of infatuation.

Glancing in the mirror, Lin Chen narcissistically smiled, "Damn, I'm handsomer than ever; I wonder how many fans I just charmed."

Hearing Lin Chen's narcissistic words instantly shattered the tall, rich, and handsome image Xin Xiaoqi had just built up in her mind.

Xin Xiaoqi snorted and told the shop assistant, "Pack up all these clothes; we'll take them all."

Lin Chen, carrying the bags, only discovered at checkout that these outfits cost more than a hundred thousand.

"Whoa, since when did the Dragon Group become so generous?" Lin Chen exclaimed.

"I'm giving them to you as a gift; there's no reimbursement for me." Xin Xiaoqi said coldly.

"What, you're gifting them to me?" Lin Chen was immediately stunned.

Seeing Xin Xiaoqi, who wasn't particularly wealthy, living in a regular house and driving an ordinary Volkswagen, willing to spend hundreds of thousands to buy clothes for him.

"Hey, are you in love with me and planning to keep me?" Lin Chen shamelessly asked.

"Keep you? Dream on, the money is a loan, pay it back with your salary when you start working at Qi Group." Xin Xiaoqi snorted coldly.

"Oh no, can I return these clothes?" Lin Chen instantly felt a pang in his heart.

"Of course not." Xin Xiaoqi snorted, suddenly feeling like a landholder.

While Lin Chen was sulking, suddenly a gust of fragrance crashed into his arms.

Lin Chen was fine, but the girl who bumped into him stumbled back two steps before plopping onto the ground.

Looking at the fallen girl, she appeared about seventeen or eighteen, with red-dyed hair, wearing a purple crop top, and an extremely short skirt beneath.

The girl was dressed sexy, with a very exquisite face, and particularly the long legs extending from beneath the micro skirt, causing Lin Chen's vision to blur.

"Ouch, mister, don't you watch where you're going? You hurt my chest." The girl said, sitting on the ground, rubbing her buttocks.

"Hey, do I look old enough to be called mister? Besides, do you even have a chest? I didn't feel a thing." Lin Chen retorted, displeased at being called mister by the girl.

Immediately, the girl's face subtly changed; this guy dared to mock her small chest.

This girl despised anyone pointing out her small chest, and being ridiculed by Lin Chen further ignited her fury.

"Take that, for saying I'm flat!" No sooner said than done, the girl's high-heeled foot swung, aiming between Lin Chen's legs.