Inside, he was still wearing the same white shirt, the collar casually open. But after putting on the black suit, his entire aura changed.
His broad shoulders and narrow waist were perfectly outlined, his long legs straight—truly embodying the phrase “all legs below the waist.”
His usually cool and indifferent features gained an added sharpness under the suit’s enhancement.
Without a tie, the slightly loosened shirt collar also added a hint of casual elegance and nobility.
Standing there, the invisible aura he exuded made Song Yunfei feel a little afraid to meet his gaze.
However, compared to the person in her memory, he still seemed to be missing something.
Probably a bit of confidence and edge.
In any case, no matter how one looked at it, once he wore this outfit, even the peeling walls and graffiti around them seemed like art, and even the bathroom door suddenly looked upscale.
After watching countless outfit-change videos, this was the first time she was seeing it in real life.
Song Yunfei couldn’t help but reach out and touch him. “Hiss… no wonder people say a man’s suit is equivalent to a woman’s black stockings.”
Chu Jinhan looked at her, openly ogling as she ran her hands over his chest, and grabbed her wrist. “So at your company, do you often see this kind of thing? Do you also touch your colleagues like this?”
“……” Song Yunfei paused.
She looked up at him. “How is that possible? A CEO and a real estate agent are two completely different things.”
“CEO?”
Song Yunfei replied, “It’s just a term to describe men who are handsome, have good physiques, and look good in suits—they’re called CEOs.”
As she spoke, she couldn’t help but touch him a couple more times and said, “At night, can you wear this to sleep?”
Chu Jinhan curled his lips slightly. “Do those ‘CEOs’ sleep in suits?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never seen one. But you can, right?”
He looked even more alluring in this outfit than when he had only been wrapped in a bath towel last time.
And then, without even removing the price tag from the suit, Chu Jinhan wore it to eat.
Song Yunfei kept watching him the entire time. As he ate, she rested her chin in her hands, staring at him intently with a mysterious smile on her lips.
When he washed the dishes, she stood beside him, claiming to help, but in reality, she washed a single bowl from start to finish, her eyes seemingly glued to him the whole time.
After Chu Jinhan put away the washed dishes, he turned to look at her. “Do you like it that much?”
Song Yunfei nodded vigorously, her smile never fading. “I like it.”
Chu Jinhan’s gaze became a little more subtle. “So earlier when you called me ‘brother,’ was it because of this?”
Hearing that, Song Yunfei’s smile suddenly stiffened.
How did he still remember that!
She forced a smile. “You even noticed that. Do you like hearing it? If you do, I can call you that from now on.”
Chu Jinhan didn’t respond.
He slightly leaned forward, moving closer to Song Yunfei, as if trying to see her expression more clearly—or perhaps as if he was about to kiss her.
Song Yunfei became tense. If he did anything while wearing this outfit, she wouldn’t be able to resist at all.
“I don’t like it.”
Those three calm words instantly interrupted her wild thoughts.
She froze. “Why?”
“Just don’t like it.”
After saying that, Chu Jinhan left the kitchen and went back into the bathroom.
Song Yunfei sighed.
She wondered what that damn Bai Yu would do—would he directly knock Chu Jinhan out and hide him?
That seemed unlikely. He probably wasn’t strong enough to beat Chu Jinhan.
——
Sitting on the sofa, Bai Yu stared at his phone, still trying to process that rooster-crowing “good brother” from earlier.
After a long while, he shook his head helplessly and picked up his phone again, dialing a number.
Soon, the call connected, and a lazy female voice came from the other end. “Who is this?”
“Miss Xiao, would you be willing to meet?”
“You know where I am?”
“Of course. As Fengyue’s invited guest, who in Qingcheng wouldn’t know that a big celebrity has arrived?”
Xiao Xian laughed. “Stop flattering me. Who are you really?”
Bai Yu smiled and said, “My name is Bai Yu.”
“So it’s you. Late at night—are you calling for an autograph?”
“That would truly be my honor. So, shall we meet?”
“No time. Not meeting.”
Xiao Xian refused very decisively. After speaking, she was about to hang up.
Bai Yu said, “I’m Chu Jinhan’s attending physician. Don’t you want to know about his condition?”
Her finger paused just before hanging up. After two seconds of silence, Xiao Xian brought the phone back to her ear. “Where shall we meet?”
Chu Jinhan came out after finishing his shower.
He was holding the suit he had taken off. Turning his head, he saw Song Yunfei standing at the bathroom door.
Her expectant gaze dimmed immediately upon seeing the pajamas he was wearing, and she looked noticeably uninterested.
Chu Jinhan glanced down at the suit in his hand, then back at Song Yunfei. “Should I put it back on?”
Song Yunfei’s eyes lit up again like bulbs, and she nodded vigorously like a chick pecking at grain.
Chu Jinhan’s mouth twitched slightly, but he still returned to the bathroom.
Two minutes later, he came out again, once more regaining his restrained, serious aura. Song Yunfei’s lips lifted again and she couldn’t suppress her smile.
She held onto his arm and led him toward the bed, wanting to take the chance to look at him more.
Otherwise, once this moment passed, she might not get another chance to see him like this.
The cockroach poison Chu Jinhan had bought was very effective. The next day, they found more than a dozen dead cockroaches. In the past couple of days, none had been seen.
The bed had also been thoroughly cleaned and disinfected by Song Yunfei, so now they could safely return to sleep on it.
Song Yunfei clung to his waist, reluctant to let go.
Chu Jinhan leaned against the headboard, looking at the woman in his arms. Although he didn’t quite understand it, this was the first time in recent days that she had been this enthusiastic.
Yet it was different from before—previously, her eyes were full of desire to sleep with him. At this moment, what she liked was entirely this outfit, with no physical desire involved at all.
Song Yunfei took out her phone, opened the camera, and pointed it at the two of them. “Look at the camera.”
Chu Jinhan looked toward the lens. “Why take pictures?”
“Of course—to keep as a memory.”
As she spoke, she snapped several photos in quick succession.
Then, feeling the photos weren’t lively enough, she simply switched to video mode and handed the phone to Chu Jinhan.
“You hold it.”
Her arms weren’t as long as his, so she couldn’t capture the full frame properly.
Chu Jinhan took the phone helplessly, adjusting the height and angle under her guidance.
Song Yunfei looked at the two of them in the video and nodded in satisfaction.
She cupped his face and sighed, “Why is my boyfriend so handsome?”
Chu Jinhan turned his head slightly, meeting her gaze at close range. “If I looked like Liu Maocai, would you still be like this?”
Song Yunfei stared at him for a moment, imagining herself holding Liu Maocai instead, and shuddered.
She subconsciously replied, “No.”
“…?”
Seeing that he seemed a bit unhappy, Song Yunfei asked back, “Then if I looked like Liu Maocai, would you still be with me?”
Chu Jinhan also looked at her for a long while.
After a moment, he said, “Yes.”
“…?”
Had she just been tricked?
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