They surrounded me right after the breakup.

After changing into a dress, Qiu Siyao let down her long hair, which had been tied up, to match the outfit.

Her thick, jet-black hair cascaded down to her waist, adding to her overall beauty.

Qiu Siyao blushed as she walked up to Jiang Han, hiding her hands behind her back and fidgeting with them.

She blushed deeply under his gaze, much like a beautiful bride whose red veil had just been lifted, eagerly awaiting Jiang Han's evaluation while worrying that she might not satisfy him.

"Great, very beautiful! This is worthy of your beauty." Jiang Han praised sincerely.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Siyao's heart fluttered, and a smile crept onto her lips.

"Mr. Jiang, I'll pay for it myself. I can't let you spend the money."

As she spoke, she turned to ask the saleswoman about the price of the clothes.

When she learned that a dress and a pair of high heels cost a total of 89,000 yuan, her face turned pale instantly.

Good heavens, why don't they just rob someone? They could just steal money directly, why do they have to pretend to run a clothing store!

She hadn't been at the private banking center for long, and even with all performance-based pay included, her annual income barely reached 20.

Don't even think about asking her to spend nearly half of her income on a new outfit!

Qiu Siyao originally thought that with a price of just over ten thousand yuan, she could grit her teeth and indulge herself, but she never expected it to be so expensive!

She deeply regretted making that boast to Jiang Han, and her mind was already racing, trying to come up with an excuse to change her clothes.

Is the size not right, or are the shoes too tight?

Qiu Siyao paced back and forth in front of the mirror, fidgeting and absentmindedly.

Suddenly, she stumbled, twisted her ankle, and was about to fall.

Jiang Han reacted quickly, leaping up from the sofa and wrapping his arm around Qiu Siyao's waist.

"Ah! I...I..."

"Be careful, are you hurt? Sit down and let me take a look."

Before Qiu Siyao could react, Jiang Han helped her sit down on the sofa.

He lifted her twisted left foot with both hands, took off her high heels, and held the girl's delicate foot in his hand.

"Um--"

With Jiang Han in her grasp, Qiu Siyao was so startled that she couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Her feet were fair and translucent, her toes were pink and round, and the pads of her toes were slightly bulging, giving them a touch of baby-like purity.

"No need...no need...I can do it myself."

"Sit still and don't move!"

Jiang Han's voice was crisp and clear, leaving no room for doubt.

He gently supported the instep with four fingers and lightly massaged the ankle joint with his thumb, applying just the right amount of pressure.

Qiu Siyao's body trembled slightly, goosebumps rose all over her body from the tension, and her breathing became rapid.

Are you feeling better?

Jiang Han squatted down, ran his hands up his feet, and massaged his calves.

"Much better..."

The saleswoman in the store promptly offered a helping hand, handing over a bag of ice wrapped in a food bag.

"Ma'am, your boyfriend treats you so well, I'm so envious!"

Qiu Siyao's heart fluttered when she heard the way the other person addressed her. She wanted to explain but couldn't bring herself to say it.

When she saw that Jiang Han did not refute her, she blushed and silently lowered her head.

"Are the heels too high and too thin? Should we change them to shorter ones?" Jiang Han asked, looking at the high heels on the ground.

Qiu Siyao shook her head: "It was my own carelessness while walking. 10 centimeters is no problem. I can only handle 13 centimeters at most!"

"13 centimeters?"

"Mmm, isn't that amazing?" Qiu Siyao proudly puffed out her chest.

"What if it's 18 centimeters?" Jiang Han asked with a sly smile.

"That's too long, I think it'll be a bit difficult."

The saleswomen, listening to the two talking on completely different wavelengths, whispered amongst themselves and giggled to themselves.

As saleswomen, they are well aware of men's cunning and smooth talk.

When there were no customers, a group of women would make incredibly lewd jokes, and they naturally understood Jiang Han's unspoken meaning.

Qiu Siyao sensed the strange atmosphere in the room, and combined with the expressions on the girls' faces, she suddenly understood the ambiguity of what she had just said.

"Huh? I... I meant high heels..."

Jiang Han replied seriously, "I was talking about high heels too! What are you thinking?"

"Waaah..."

When it comes to shamelessness, Jiang Han has never lost.

Unable to argue back, Qiu Siyao could only cover her face in shame.

"You pay the bill. You don't need to pay. Consider it compensation for twisting your ankle while shopping with me."

The saleswoman quickly quoted the price, totaling 52 yuan. After deducting Qiu Siyao's dress and high heels, the rest was Jiang Han's own expense.

The card payment was completed in one smooth motion, and more than 50 yuan was spent just like that.

"Thank you... thank you, Mr. Jiang!"

"You're welcome. Come with me to a few other stores to buy some more clothes, then we can head back."

"Okay, sure."

Qiu Siyao stood up and took the bag from the waiter, which contained her changed clothes.

As the two walked out of the store, the meticulously dressed young woman instantly became the focus of attention, attracting the gaze of many passersby.

Men are jealous, women are envious.

Clothes make the man, that's so true.

Compared to the plain design of work uniforms, the DIOR top made her beauty shine even brighter.

Qiu Siyao's heart was restless; this was the first time in her life she had received clothes from a man other than her father.

While feeling happy, I was also not entirely satisfied with my performance.

He clearly intended to be a sycophant, so how did Jiang Han end up taking the initiative instead?

Did he just ask if 18 centimeters was okay?

Qiu Siyao bit her lip and carefully stepped on her pointed stiletto heels.

How do you know your limits if you don't try?

When I first wore high heels, I couldn't even stand up straight with 5 centimeters of heel.

Now that we're used to wearing 10-centimeter lengths, don't we feel perfectly comfortable?

Jiang Han had no preference for luxury clothing brands. After leaving Dior, he went to LV and Gucci in turn and packed up the clothes for the season.

In addition to coats, trousers, and shoes for going out, I also bought pajamas and slippers for home.

Since we're already here, we might as well buy everything at once.

The saleswomen at Yujinghui finally witnessed the power of truly wealthy people: they didn't look at the styles or try on the clothes, they just packed them up.

Half an hour later, salespeople from several stores followed Jiang Han, carrying shopping bags of all sizes, and respectfully delivered the goods into the car, filling the interior space to the brim.

"Let's go home." Jiang Han got into the passenger seat with satisfaction. "Are you able to drive? Should we call a designated driver?"

Qiu Siyao smoothed her hair: "It's okay, it's just my left ankle that's twisted, and it's almost healed."

After getting into the car, she carefully took off her right high heel and began driving barefoot.

"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, I will make sure you get home safely."

Twenty-five minutes later, the Ferrari came to a smooth stop in front of the villa at the Beverly Manor.

While getting out of the car to get her things, Qiu Siyao glanced at the houses across the street.

The room was dimly lit through the curtains.

Sister Qingning is still awake? Never mind that!

She carried shopping bags of various sizes and followed closely behind Jiang Han.

"Give it to me."

"No need, no need, how can I let President Jiang carry things! Where do you want me to put them? I'll just take them over."

"Put it in the bedroom upstairs, come with me."

"OK."

Unbeknownst to the two, the security camera at the door was quietly changing direction, capturing a complete picture of Qiu Siyao's face.