My cousin-in-law helped me achieve my ambitions.

Yang Tian playfully nudged him, her face flushed, and said, "I'm not going! Don't lead me astray!"

Su Ming burst into laughter.

After laughing, he put his arm around her waist and said softly, "Come on, let's go buy you pajamas."

Yang Tian nodded, took his arm, and the two left the men's clothing store together.

After walking a short distance, we arrived at a women's clothing store.

The shop wasn't large, but it was exquisitely decorated with soft lighting and a faint fragrance in the air. The shelves were filled with all kinds of women's clothing—skirts, tops, and pants—a dazzling array.

The innermost area is the lingerie section.

Underwear and panties of all colors hung there—lace, cotton, sexy, conservative—you name it.

Yang Tian pulled Su Ming inside and began selecting clothes from the racks.

Su Ming's gaze swept across the lingerie section, and suddenly he saw a pink lace-trimmed bra. The style and color were particularly eye-catching under the light.

He had a bad idea.

He walked over, picked up the underwear, weighed it in his hand, and then walked up to Yang Tian and waved it in front of her.

"How about I buy you another set of underwear?" he said with a smile. "This set is quite nice; it looks very elegant."

Yang Tian's face turned red instantly.

She glared at him and whispered, "Suit yourself."

Seeing that she didn't object, Su Ming grew bolder. He held up the bra to her chest and asked seriously, "Does this fit?"

Yang Tian's face turned as red as a ripe shrimp. She looked around and lowered her voice, saying, "Someone's watching! Just take it. This is my size."

Looking at her shy demeanor, Su Ming grew even more fond of her. He glanced at her chest and deliberately said, "Really? I feel like it's a little small. I'm afraid it won't be able to cover it up!"

Yang Tian glared at him angrily, her face flushed as she whispered, "Okay, okay, that's enough! This is the size!"

Su Ming couldn't help but laugh.

He put the lingerie down and started browsing the shelves again. This time he was more serious, picking out a light purple one, a light pink one, and a pure white one, all with lace trim and very pretty designs.

He picked up all three items and handed them to Yang Tian: "How are these three?"

Yang Tian glanced at it, her face turning even redder, but she still nodded: "Mmm...it looks good."

Su Ming picked out two more pairs of underwear, matching ones.

After picking out underwear, the two went to pick out pajamas.

Yang Tian browsed the pajama section and finally picked out a light pink slip dress. The silk fabric, thin straps, and mid-thigh hem made it look both sexy and cute.

She held up the nightgown in front of Su Ming, blushing, and asked, "Does this... look good?"

Su Ming looked at her, at her flushed face, at the sparkle in her eyes, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

"You look good in anything," he said softly.

Yang Tian lowered her head, but couldn't help but smile.

She handed the nightgown to the landlady, placing it alongside the three sets of underwear.

The proprietress chuckled as she calculated the bill: "Three sets of underwear, 240 yuan in total. Nightgown, 160 yuan. 400 yuan in total."

Just as Yang Tian was about to take out her money, Su Ming had already handed it over.

"I promised I'd buy it," he said, looking at her with a smile.

Yang Tian didn't argue with him, but just nodded with a blush.

The two walked out of the store carrying large and small bags; night had completely fallen.

Neon lights flickered on the street, and people came and went. A gentle evening breeze blew by, carrying the coolness of early autumn.

Yang Tian linked her arm with Su Ming's, leaned on his shoulder, and whispered, "You must have spent a lot of money today, right?"

Su Ming shook his head and looked down at her: "I'm willing to spend money on you."

Yang Tian's face turned red again.

She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling, filled with his image.

"Su Ming," she said softly.

"Um?"

"It's so kind of you."

Su Ming smiled, lowered his head, and gently placed a kiss on her forehead.

The night was gentle, and the neon lights were dazzling.

The two of them snuggled together and walked toward the motorcycle.

Behind them, the lights of the women's clothing store were still on, casting their long shadows that overlapped, as if they could never be separated.

Ten minutes later, the motorcycle stopped at the entrance of an upscale residential area.

Su Ming looked up and saw a grand and imposing gate with European-style stone pillars and carved iron doors. Uniformed security guards sat in the guardhouse, and entry and exit required swiping cards. Inside the residential area, the trees were lush and green, and several low-rise buildings could be vaguely seen scattered among them, with neatly manicured gardens and fountains between the buildings.

This place doesn't look cheap at all.

Yang Tian swiped her card, and the motorcycle drove along the main road of the residential area. The landscape lights on both sides cast a dim yellow light, which spilled onto the lawn and flower beds, creating an indescribable sense of tranquility and elegance.

Finally, they parked their car downstairs at a building and took the elevator up to the twelfth floor.

Yang Tian took out her key, opened the door, and stepped aside to let Su Ming in.

"Come in."

Su Ming stepped inside and froze.

The entryway is spacious, with light-colored marble floor tiles and a full-length dressing mirror on one side. Further in is a roomy living room—leather sofas, a glass coffee table, a huge LCD TV on the wall, and an upright piano in the corner. Floor-to-ceiling windows open onto a balcony offering views of the entire neighborhood at night.

The interior design is simple and modern, yet it exudes sophistication and refinement in every detail.

Su Ming stood in the center of the living room, feeling like a country bumpkin visiting the Grand View Garden.

How much does this house cost?

He thought of Yang Jing's business card, the Buick GL8, and then looked at the house, feeling a mix of emotions.

Yang Tian's brother is really rich.

But the thought of that IC worth 285,000 yuan made him feel uneasy again. Could that bastard have made his fortune by cheating people?

Just as he was lost in thought, Yang Tian wrapped her arms around his waist from behind and pressed her face against his back.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked softly.

Su Ming snapped out of his reverie and shook his head: "It's nothing."

Yang Tian let go of his hand, pulled him to sit on the sofa, then stood up and began to make arrangements: "Go take a shower. I'll wash your new underwear and dry it for you, then you can change into it. Go quickly, I need to shower in a bit too."

Su Ming looked at her, his gaze lingering on her unconsciously.

Her clothes were still wet, the T-shirt clinging to her body, outlining the curves of her chest. Those curves were full and soft, rising and falling gently with her breath.

He suddenly had a wrong idea.

I'll be staying here tonight.

Could something happen between him and Yang Tian?

He felt a mix of trepidation and anticipation.

Yang Tian blushed under his gaze and gently nudged him, saying, "Go on! What are you staring at me for?"

Su Ming snapped out of his daze, didn't flinch, looked directly at her, and said with a smile, "You have a great figure."

Yang Tian's face turned bright red instantly.

She playfully pushed him again, but the force was so light it was like a tickle: "You're so naughty! Don't look around! Go take a shower!"

Su Ming stood up, took a couple of steps, then turned back and scratched his head: "This won't work. How am I supposed to change my underwear later? You've already dried my pants in the dryer, but I'm in the bathroom."