Chapter 66: The Intimate Encounter and a Fateful Witness

Breakfast had been prepared by Xiao Moyuan.

It tasted excellent, but Su Mian’s thoughts were far from the food. She simply couldn’t comprehend why, whenever she fell asleep, she invariably ended up in Xiao Moyuan’s bed.

Crucially, she had no recollection of these occurrences whatsoever.

Yet, upon waking, she always felt incredibly refreshed and invigorated.

‘Could Xiao Moyuan be a ginseng spirit?’ she wondered.

Noticing Su Mian lost in thought, Xiao Moyuan spoke, “Do you have anywhere in mind you’d like to go today?”

Su Mian instinctively shook her head.

Xiao Moyuan frowned. “Didn’t you say you wanted to spend an extra day with me? Had you not made any plans beforehand?”

Su Mian had only been focused on stalling Xiao Moyuan at the time, completely neglecting to make plans for the current day.

She replied somewhat dismissively, “I just wanted to stay with you, Gege. It’s fine if we don’t go anywhere.”

Xiao Moyuan’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

‘This little fox,’ he mused, ‘her mind is solely on ‘stalling’ me, yet she hasn’t even bothered with a proper plan. She’s truly… incredibly foolish.’

He set down his chopsticks, elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin, and his voice betrayed no emotion. “Since you have no plans, then you’ll follow mine.”

Su Mian’s heart skipped a beat, a vague sense of foreboding washing over her, but at this moment, she could only nod obediently. “Mhm, I’ll listen to whatever Gege says.”

***

An hour later, when Xiao Moyuan’s car smoothly pulled up to the entrance of the city’s most prestigious luxury shopping mall, Su Mian gazed at the magnificent entrance and felt her legs go a little weak.

“Gege… what are we doing here?”

“Buying clothes,” Xiao Moyuan replied succinctly. He was the first to step out, naturally extending a hand toward her.

Su Mian looked at his distinctively jointed, clean, and slender hand. After a moment of hesitation, she placed her small hand into his.

The instant their fingertips touched, a faint current coursed through her once more, making her heart tremble.

Xiao Moyuan led her directly to a high-end women’s clothing store renowned for its elegance and exorbitant prices.

The sales assistant, well-trained, wore an impeccable smile. After her gaze lingered on Xiao Moyuan for a second, her demeanor became even more respectful and enthusiastic.

“Bring out all the new seasonal arrivals that suit her size,” Xiao Moyuan instructed in a calm voice, settling Su Mian onto the soft sofa in the VIP lounge.

“Certainly, sir, please wait a moment.”

The sales assistant moved efficiently. Soon, a rack brimming with an array of dresses was wheeled over. From delicate evening gowns to everyday dresses and suits, every piece exuded an aura of ‘I am very expensive’ in its design and fabric.

Su Mian looked at the dizzying numbers on the price tags, feeling her breath catch in her throat.

“Gege… this is too expensive. I don’t need so many…”

Xiao Moyuan, however, ignored her protests. He stood up, his gaze sweeping over the rack, then precisely picked out a white lace dress. The hem was adorned with delicate crystals, making it look both ethereal and sweet.

“Try this one,” he said, handing her the dress, his tone brooking no argument.

Su Mian clutched the impossibly soft dress as if it were a hot potato. Under the sales assistant’s amused gaze, she bravely walked into the fitting room.

When she hesitantly emerged, the entire fitting area seemed to fall silent for a moment.

The girl in the mirror, her skin appearing even fairer and more translucent against the pale pink, was framed by the perfectly tailored cut that accentuated her impossibly slender waist and the blossoming, gracefully contoured curves of her figure.

The lace fabric lent a touch of shy sensuality, complementing the natural blush on her face, revealing an unconscious charm amidst her purity.

A fleeting flicker of astonishment crossed Xiao Moyuan’s deep eyes. He stepped forward, oblivious to their surroundings, and gently tidied the slightly disheveled hair at the back of her head, his fingertips brushing her sensitive earlobe.

“Not bad,” he commented, his voice seemingly a few shades deeper than usual.

“It’s just here,”

His gaze fell to her chest, where, due to the absence of a bra, subtle protrusions were faintly visible beneath the soft, close-fitting fabric. This made the overall silhouette, though delicate, clearly undulating, feeling a bit empty and not quite right.

Su Mian followed his gaze downward, first愣, then abruptly realizing something, her cheeks instantly exploded crimson, like a cooked shrimp!

She… she hadn’t even noticed this issue!

No wonder she felt something was off; she had completely forgotten that girls needed to wear a bra!

A wave of immense shame instantly engulfed her. She wished she could find a crack in the floor and disappear!

“Ch-change into another one!” she stammered incoherently, turning to flee back into the fitting room, her voice laced with a whimper.

“No need.”

Xiao Moyuan, however, stopped her, his tone as calm as if discussing the weather. He turned to the sales assistant, who maintained her professional smile. “Please take her to the lingerie section and help her select the appropriate bra size…”

His gaze swept over Su Mian again, openly, as he recited a series of numbers.

Su Mian was stunned by the precise measurements. She didn’t even know her own size; how did Xiao Moyuan know?

The experienced sales assistant’s eyes flashed with surprise, which quickly transformed into deeper admiration. “Sir has excellent judgment. Please come with me, miss.”

Su Mian was utterly bewildered, her mind a blank. Like a marionette, she was half-invited, half-ushered by the sales assistant toward the lingerie boutique on the other side of the mall, which was decorated with even more privacy and luxury.

Looking at the dazzling array of exquisitely designed lingerie, with countless styles before her, Su Mian felt her face burning hot.

She had never experienced anything so embarrassing in her life!

The sales assistant, using the measurements Xiao Moyuan had provided, skillfully selected several bras that balanced comfort, shaping, and aesthetics, enthusiastically inviting her to try them on.

Inside the fitting room, Su Mian fumbled, completely at a loss with these intricate, women-exclusive items.

Finally, with the sales assistant’s soft guidance, she managed to put one on. Looking at her chest in the mirror, perfectly lifted and contoured into a clear, full curve, a strong sense of unfamiliarity and bashfulness washed over her again.

She lingered for a long time before hesitantly stepping out.

Xiao Moyuan was actually waiting in the seating area outside. Seeing her emerge, his gaze naturally fell upon her, scrutinizing her before he nodded. “Acceptable. For the styles I saw earlier, in this size, pack one of each color. Also, select some comfortable loungewear styles.”

“Certainly, sir.”

Su Mian was speechless.

‘Each color?’

‘Just how many styles did he see earlier?’

By the time they finally left the lingerie store, Su Mian felt utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Xiao Moyuan’s choices for lingerie were surprisingly bold…

With a red face, Su Mian said, “Gege, aren’t the ones you picked a bit too… interesting?”

Xiao Moyuan countered, “Are they?”

Su Mian nodded. “Mhm…”

Xiao Moyuan chuckled. “It’s fine. No one else will see them when you wear them underneath. Just wear them for me in the future, or send me photos if I’m not around.”

“Aren’t you fond of sending her those kinds of photos?”

Su Mian was speechless. ‘It felt as though she was sacrificing quite a lot for Shen Zhixia…’

For the subsequent “outerwear” shopping spree, she was almost entirely in a daze, allowing Xiao Moyuan to choose everything. She was like a doll, posed and dressed.

And he, whenever she changed into a new outfit, would personally step forward to adjust it, perhaps tidying a strap.

His actions seemed natural, yet they always carried a subtle intimacy and possessiveness. His focused gaze was as if he were admiring a unique work of art, exclusively his, being meticulously sculpted.

Only now, Su Mian clearly understood that this ‘sculpting’ even covered the most intimate domains.

From pure to elegant, and even subtly sensual, every garment seemed to take on a unique charm when worn by Su Mian.

Xiao Moyuan delighted in this, until the mountain of shopping bags piled beside Su Mian made her conscience ache.

“Gege… that’s truly enough. I won’t be able to wear them all…”

‘After all,’ she thought, ‘I’m going to turn back into a boy, remember?’

***

As night fell, the city lights began to twinkle.

Xiao Moyuan took Su Mian to dine at another exorbitantly priced restaurant.

Outside the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, the city’s nightscape glittered. Inside, the lighting was soft, the music melodious, and the atmosphere impossibly romantic.

After a day of ‘getting used to things’ and the heart-stopping lingerie incident, Su Mian seemed to have become more adept at playing the role of ‘Sweetheart Marshmallow.’

Or perhaps, under Xiao Moyuan’s undeniable dominance and his infuriatingly meticulous ‘care,’ she had somewhat succumbed, and… become even more at a loss.

She delicately ate her exquisite meal, wearing a champagne-colored slip dress that Xiao Moyuan had newly selected.

The fitted cut, combined with the new bra she wore underneath, perfectly accentuated her feminine curves. Her exposed shoulders were rounded and fair, and her movements unconsciously carried a certain tenderness that only comes from being carefully cherished.

She occasionally stole glances at the man opposite her, who dined with exceptional elegance. The light cast soft shadows on his sharply defined profile, softening his usually stern demeanor considerably.

“Gege, you’ve spent so much today…” she murmured, her voice carrying genuine pleasure, and a hint of an ineffable complexity.

Xiao Moyuan looked up at her, pouring a glass of champagne himself. “Would you like some?”

Su Mian was a little wary. “No, I won’t… I’ll just lose my composure again later.”

Xiao Moyuan said, “Champagne has a very low alcohol content. A little won’t hurt.”

At his words, Su Mian cautiously took a sip. It tasted quite good, sweet, with hardly any alcoholic flavor. It seemed the alcohol content was indeed low.

They clinked glasses, and Su Mian said, “Gege, this wine is quite delicious.”

“As long as you like it,” he responded faintly, a subtle curve appearing at the corner of his lips.

When dessert arrived, it was a beautifully presented lava chocolate cake.

Su Mian’s eyes lit up. She carefully dug into it with a small spoon, and rich chocolate sauce flowed out.

“Gege, this looks so delicious!”

She instinctively scooped up a spoonful, holding it out to Xiao Moyuan. “Would you like to try some?”

The words had barely left her lips when she froze. This action… it was too intimate!

Just as she frantically tried to withdraw her hand, Xiao Moyuan leaned slightly forward, opening his mouth to take the spoon she offered.

His warm, soft lips brushed her fingertips unintentionally.

Su Mian recoiled as if electrocuted, her heart suddenly racing out of control, her cheeks burning hot.

Xiao Moyuan unhurriedly swallowed the cake, his gaze, however, remained locked on her face. Watching her flustered and embarrassed expression, a glint of pleasure flickered in his eyes.

“It tastes good,” he remarked, though it was unclear if he was referring to the cake or something else entirely.

Their intimate interaction, oblivious to their surroundings, especially the scene of Su Mian feeding him, happened to catch the eye of Shen Zhixia, who had just entered the restaurant, searching for her next prey.

Without a date with Xiao Moyuan, Shen Zhixia felt unusually irritable today. Her bloodthirsty urges intensified, and having carefully dressed up tonight, she had come specifically to hunt for a high-quality meal.

She hadn’t expected to encounter Xiao Moyuan here.

Even less had she expected to witness such a jarring sight.

‘Xiao Moyuan… he rejected my date invitation just to be with this girl?’

Her gaze instantly turned cold, as if steeped in ice.

The girl, her back to Shen Zhixia, had a slender figure and wore an expensive dress. Even from just her back and side profile, she exuded a spiritual charm and allure that made even Shen Zhixia take notice.

And when Xiao Moyuan leaned in to accept the feeding, Shen Zhixia clearly saw a fleeting look in his eyes—a focus and… indulgence she had never received.

A surge of inexpressible bitterness and anger violently welled up in her heart.

She, Shen Zhixia, the recognized campus belle of N University, had actively pursued him for so long, yet he had always remained distant, cold, and aloof.

But now, he was displaying such an intimate side to another woman?

‘Was it because this woman was prettier than her?’

‘Did she have a better family background?’

‘Or… was she better at acting cute and spoiled?’

‘Xiao Moyuan, if you had someone else you liked, why did you keep leading me on?’

The slight fondness that had once arisen from his occasional responses now utterly vanished, replaced by a sense of humiliation from being deceived and belittled.

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails seemingly digging into her flesh.

At the same time, Xia’s cold and cruel command echoed in her ears: “Deal with Xiao Moyuan within a month.”

Originally, she had been hesitant, struggling with the decision. After all, she did harbor some genuine affection and reluctance toward Xiao Moyuan.

But now… seeing him so intimately with that unfamiliar woman, Shen Zhixia’s last shred of hesitation was completely crushed.

‘Indeed, there were few good men out there.’

A dark emotion, mixed with jealousy, resentment, and resolve, surged wildly within her.

She took a deep look at the ‘couple’ still immersed in their own world, especially the girl’s stunning profile.

‘But why did she feel so familiar?’