Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

At this moment, Hao Mei was focused, her fingers deftly tracing patterns on his bow tie.

The gentle movements gave Chen Feng the illusion that they weren't acting, but a real young couple tidying each other's clothes before going out.

"Tie your tie like this, a Windsor knot, it looks more dignified."

Hao Mei's voice was very soft, and her breath tickled Chen Feng's chin.

Chen Feng's Adam's apple bobbed, and he subconsciously wanted to reach out and put his arm around her waist.

"Snapped!"

Hao Mei reacted quickly and patted the back of his hand.

"Where should I put my hands?"

She looked up at him, a half-smile playing on her lips. "Mind your manners, Mr. Chen. A gentleman's hands should not touch a lady without her permission."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Chen Feng awkwardly withdrew his hand, but his eyes remained fixed on her with intense passion.

Chen Feng shifted awkwardly, reaching for his pants. "What's wrong with these pants...?"

Hao Mei snapped out of her daze. "What happened to your pants?"

Chen Feng's next words almost made her vomit blood.

"These pants are way too tight! They feel like they're squeezing my ass, and they're making it hard to walk."

Chen Feng complained with a look of disgust.

Hao Mei's newly established goodwill shattered instantly.

She rolled her eyes, walked over, and punched his arm.

"Chen Feng! Can't you be a gentleman? This is a high-class place, stop with your rude, ass-like behavior!"

"That's true..." Chen Feng rubbed his arm, feeling aggrieved. "It's really tight."

"That's a fitted style! Don't you understand?!"

Hao Mei glared at him, annoyed. "Alright, this is fine. It fits perfectly."

"Alright, alright, if you say it fits, then it fits."

Chen Feng chuckled, then suddenly remembered something, "Oh right, since you're coming to the banquet with me, you should pick out an outfit too."

"I?"

Hao Mei hesitated for a moment, then said, "I don't want it, I have some at home..."

"That won't do!"

Without a word, Chen Feng pulled her to the women's clothing section. "I've got new clothes, you need to get one too. Besides, you're my teacher, so you have to coordinate with me. How about this one? I think the red one suits you perfectly, it matches your hair so well!"

It was a burgundy backless evening gown, with a bold yet elegant cut.

"This is too expensive..."

"I have money! I'll reimburse you with public funds!"

Chen Feng shoved the clothes into her arms. "Go try it on, or I'll help you!"

"you!"

Hao Mei was so angry she laughed, and could only helplessly take the clothes into the fitting room.

When Hao Mei came out after changing into her dress, Chen Feng's eyes widened in disbelief.

A wine-red long dress hugged her graceful figure, and her snow-white skin glowed under the lights, exuding both noble elegance and ultimate sexiness.

Chen Feng was practically drooling while watching.

The two stood together in front of the mirror; the man was tall and handsome, and the woman was stunningly beautiful. Even the sales assistant next to them couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Wow, you two are a match made in heaven! Sir, your wife looks absolutely stunning in that dress; it's like it was made for you!"

Upon hearing the word "wife," Chen Feng was overjoyed and grinned, saying:

"Of course! She must have good taste, considering whose wife she is!"

Hao Mei's face flushed bright red instantly. She stomped hard on Chen Feng's foot and muttered under her breath:

"Who's your wife! Stop claiming to be related to me!"

But she didn't argue in front of the shop assistant; she just lowered her head and a shy smile appeared on her lips.

……

After buying the clothes, Chen Feng hadn't even had a chance to catch his breath before Hao Mei dragged him like an animal straight to a high-end hair salon on the third floor.

The place exudes an air of luxury just from its decor: crystal chandeliers, genuine leather chairs, and hairdressers in uniform. It's on a completely different level from those cheap hair salons on the street that charge ten yuan a haircut.

"Hey, Mei-jie, be gentle! I just got my hair cut last month, it looks great!"

Chen Feng covered his head, looking resistant.

"Energy my ass!"

Hao Mei shoved him into the swivel chair, pointing at his somewhat messy buzz cut, "That looks like a convict being exercised! Since you're wearing this uniform, your hair has to keep up. Tony, give him a trim!"

Hao Mei pointed at Chen Feng, "He needs to be capable, mature, and have the air of a business elite."

A hairdresser wearing tight pants and with long hair swayed over, her pinky finger pointing delicately:

"Wow, this is a good foundation. Leave it to me."

Chen Feng stared at the gleaming scissors in Tony's hand, his muscles tensing as if he were about to be executed.

"Dude, be careful with those scissors, or you'll cut my ear off."

Teacher Tony picked up the scissors and began to make gestures on Chen Feng's head.

"What shampoo do you usually use, sir?"

"Huh? Shampoo?"

Chen Feng paused for a moment, "Soap? Sometimes I use laundry detergent, it gets things clean."

"puff--!"

Hao Mei almost spat out her coffee.

Tony's hands trembled, and his smile froze.

"Wash...laundry detergent?"

"What's wrong? Is it not allowed?"

Chen Feng looked completely innocent. "Everyone in our village washes their clothes like this; it's cheap and removes oil effectively."

Hao Mei held her forehead, feeling her blood pressure soaring.

"Chen Feng, you just wait and see."

She gritted her teeth and said, "From today onwards, I'll use shampoo! The professional kind! The expensive kind! Laundry detergent is for washing clothes, not shampooing!"

"Oh..." Chen Feng shrank back, "So even laundry detergent isn't allowed for bathing?"

"..."

Hao Mei took a deep breath, trying her best not to lose her temper on the spot.

She now finally understands how arduous the task of transforming this "mongrel" into a gentleman was.

……

Half an hour later.

When Chen Feng looked at himself in the mirror, he was completely speechless.

Damn it, is this really me?

The originally messy buzz cut was trimmed into distinct layers, the hairline was neatly trimmed, and after applying hairspray and combing it back, a full forehead and sharp brow bones were revealed.

The thuggishness of the street thugs was somewhat suppressed, replaced by the domineering and sharp demeanor of a mature man.

Hao Mei stood behind him, looking at him through the mirror with a somewhat blank stare.

She subconsciously reached out and tidied a stray hair at his temple.

The fingertips were slightly cool as they touched Chen Feng's warm earlobe.

The two looked at each other in the mirror, and the air seemed to freeze for a second.

"Cough..." Hao Mei withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, her eyes looking away in a panic. "It's...it's alright, you're starting to look human."

Chen Feng stroked his slicked-back hair and chuckled:

"That's right, look who trained her. Sister Mei, come on, let's have a meal to thank you for your kindness in raising her!"

"What do you want to eat? I'm not going to a street food stall. If my clothes smell of cooking oil, I'll never forgive you."

"No way! Let's go all out tonight and have Western food! I can also 'rehearse' it first."

……

Half an hour later, the two sat in a high-end Western restaurant called "Blue Danube".

The room was dimly lit, with flickering candlelight, and the melodious strains of a violin filled the air. The diners around us spoke in hushed tones.

Chen Feng's outfit was quite impressive, making him look like a wealthy businessman returning from abroad, but he gave himself away as soon as he opened his mouth.

The waiter handed over the menu, and Chen Feng opened it to find pages filled with gibberish (French) mixed with Chinese, which gave him a headache.

With a wave of his hand, he declared with boundless pride:

"Waiter, forget all that fancy stuff, give me two pounds... no, two of the biggest steaks! Well-done! And two bottles of beer, ice-cold!"

The waiter's lips twitched, and he looked at Hao Mei awkwardly.

Hao Mei wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground, so she kicked Chen Feng hard under the table.