Fake socialites sell me fake luxury, but I can make the fake look real.

The big order that Lü Yang mentioned wasn't just Song Ya's 600,000 yuan order, but also the high-quality replica bag that Qin Xueling would bring in a couple of days.

As long as it's a high-quality replica bag, after passing through the system's hands, you can earn at least 30,000 to 40,000 yuan. If the other party is a bit vain, they might buy a high-quality replica worth 300,000 to 400,000 yuan, like Chen Yao's Hermes Nile Crocodile Birkin 30 in a versatile grey color, which would directly earn them around 400,000 yuan in one go.

Since he could make back his money from her anyway, Lü Yang didn't hold back. He first took Qin Xueling to the mall for a fine Japanese meal before strolling around with her.

In a luxury women's store, Qin Xueling smiled slightly, looked at Lü Yang, and asked softly.

"Younger brother Lü Yang, the mature and aloof older sister, the defeated female knight, the imprisoned and proud queen—which one do you prefer?"

After a moment's thought, Lü Yang waved his hand and said.

"I am a compassionate person, and it would be difficult for me to give up any one of them. I want them all!"

Qin Xueling rolled her eyes and said with a charming air.

"No, you're young and hot-blooded, you can handle it, but I can't."

"You can only choose one!"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang felt a pang of regret, but after thinking for a moment, he still spoke up.

"Choose a queen!"

Qin Xueling was taken aback at first, and then a thoughtful look appeared on her face.

"The Queen would also be fine!"

When dealing with clients, Lü Yang was quite generous, after all, he was still waiting for the other party's high-quality replica bags. He not only had Zhou Yu as a major client, but also Song Ya, who had promised to bring some other major clients.

If the other party arrives and Lü Yang can't produce an expensive luxury bag, wouldn't he lose a major client?

Although it was just an outfit, including all the accessories, it still cost 10,000 yuan.

After buying the clothes, Lü Yang took Qin Xueling to buy some everyday clothes. Qin Xueling said it was fine, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face, and there was a hint of ambiguity in her eyes when she looked at Lü Yang.

They waited until 10 o'clock, and after they finished shopping, they returned to the store.

Although the space wasn't large, as Qin Xueling changed into a black crown, draped a dark-patterned velvet shawl over it, and wore a black belt with metal decorations around her waist, her entire demeanor underwent a dramatic change. Black stockings encased her slender legs, and her high heels made a clear sound as they stepped on the ground.

She no longer exuded any charm, but instead displayed an arrogant and domineering air.

She slightly raised her chin, looked at Lü Yang with haughty eyes, and parted her red lips slightly.

"Lu Yang, I have treated you well, yet you dare to bring men and imprison me here. What do you intend to do?"

Upon hearing this, and seeing Qin Xueling's cold and aloof demeanor, Lü Yang walked up and cornered her against the wall. Although Qin Xueling spoke in a condescending tone, she couldn't help but show a hint of panic as Lü Yang approached.

"Your Majesty."

Lu Yang reached out and gently grasped the edge of her shawl, speaking close to her ear.

"I am here to serve you as you prepare to sleep."

Qin Xueling shouted.

"presumptuous!"

"What a scoundrel! Go ahead and make your move. I am the Queen of a nation, and I will never yield."

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang raised his hand, pinched the other person's smooth chin, and asked in a low voice.

"Since Her Majesty has given the order, I will not stand on ceremony..."

The next moment, the black crown was casually placed on the counter by Lü Yang, and the velvet shawl also slipped down.

The next morning, when the sunlight shone through the curtains, it was already nine o'clock. It was time to open the door and go to work. Lu Yang opened his eyes on time and got ready to get up.

Seeing that Lü Yang had gotten up, Qin Xueling said with some reluctance.

"Want to sleep a little longer?"

"No, it's nine o'clock. I own a shop and I have to go to work."

"Oh, by the way, what do you want to eat? I'll order it all at once and have it delivered."

Upon hearing this, Qin Xueling yawned first, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders, her eyes misty as she looked at Lü Yang and spoke lazily.

"Anything is fine, what do you want? I want the same thing."

"OK!"

Lu Yang nodded slightly, opened the roller shutter door, and then began to place the order.

Twenty minutes later, when the takeout arrived, Lü Yang had finally finished cleaning. Everyone else was up, and Qin Xueling couldn't sleep anymore. She put on one of Lü Yang's shirts and came out from the back room.

The shirt was draped over her body, its length just covering mid-thigh, revealing a pair of long, straight legs. Her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and although she wore no makeup, her eyes held an indescribable allure.

"Has your takeout arrived?"

"Um!"

Lü Yang took the takeout and placed the bags on the table.

At first, Qin Xueling was still a little sleepy, but when she saw the number on the table, she was stunned. There were fourteen bowls of braised chicken rice laid out on the table.

Qin Xueling blinked, looking somewhat curious.

"Will other people be arriving later?"

"No, I just started working, no one has contacted me yet."

Lu Yang took out his chopsticks and asked curiously, "Why are you asking this?"

"Trying to eat something sweet again?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Xueling rolled her eyes and gave him a light kick in annoyance.

"Go to hell!"

"Who's craving it?"

"I mean, why order fourteen bowls of rice if no one's coming?"

Lu Yang was speechless for a moment and said, "I'll eat it myself. Only one bowl is yours, the rest are mine."

Upon hearing this, Qin Xueling pointed to the table, somewhat incredulously asking, "You ate thirteen bowls by yourself?"

"hold head high!"

While the two were chatting, Lü Yang had already started eating. Qin Xueling sat opposite him, watching him take a bite and drink half a bowl of rice in one go, and she couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

She didn't eat rice; she drank it all down. She had only finished one piece of chicken when Lü Yang ate five bowls of braised chicken rice. What's even more absurd is that after eating it, Lü Yang's stomach didn't rise or fall at all, just like when she had just woken up.

In an instant, Qin Xueling was completely stunned. Was the other person even human? Who in their right mind would eat thirteen bowls of braised chicken rice for breakfast?

No wonder the other person has achieved results in just two or three days, being able to lift a barbell with one hand, or even without using their hands.

The sheer amount of food she eats is beyond human capabilities; it's an innate talent that can't be learned.

"Alright, being able to eat is a blessing..."

Half a day later, seeing that Lü Yang had almost finished eating, Qin Xueling finally managed to utter a sentence.

At the barbecue restaurant, the staff had also suspected that Lü Yang was no longer human. The owner didn't dare to stop him, fearing that Lü Yang would bite him too. But Qin Xueling was different. She had seen even more unbelievable things with Lü Yang. In her opinion, this was just a matter of having a big appetite, nothing to be surprised about.

With only half left, Qin Xueling couldn't eat anymore. She put down her chopsticks and leaned back lazily in her chair.

"I've finished eating. I'm a little tired, so I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up this afternoon!"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang readily agreed and took the other person's half-bowl of rice. The other person was full, but Lü Yang felt hungry again. After eating a few bites, he began to wait for the guests to arrive.

As for the gym, Lü Yang didn't dare to go for the time being. He would wait a couple of days and have Bai Su help him confirm whether the person was there or not. He could go there after the other person left. This was a high-end gym, so it couldn't be that there were such muscular men every day, could it?