Evening.
It was not yet eight.
After driving out of Yu Meixia's residential complex, Dong Xuebin felt refreshed and radiant as he hummed a tune behind the wheel. Suddenly, his phone rang. It was from Xie Huilan's Family Compound.
"Hello, Hui Lan. Just got off work?"
"I got back a little while ago. Hehe, where are you?"
"I'm out taking care of something. I'll be back soon."
"All right, then come straight up to my place."
"Tell me what it's about first. I finally have a couple days off—if it's work, I'm not going."
"Hehe, you sure have a lot to say. It's not work. I had a suit tailored for you a few days ago, and it arrived today. Come try it on and see whether it fits, all right?"
"Oh, look at you. Why'd you buy me clothes? Okay, okay, I'm on my way. Wait for me."
After hanging up, Dong Xuebin was in an even better mood. This was the first time Hui Lan had given him clothing, wasn't it? She had given him a cricket jar when they went to Liulichang together before, but that had been more of a polite return gift. This was different—and it was clothing, a custom-made suit at that. It was not a matter of price. Just thinking about how Sister Xie knew his waist, chest, height, and inseam measurements so clearly made Dong Xuebin feel a warmth that touched his heart.
It took Dong Xuebin only ten minutes to speed back to the Family Compound.
He took the elevator upstairs and rang the doorbell several times. After waiting a moment with no response from inside, Dong Xuebin took out his key and opened her door himself. The moment he stepped in, the fragrance of shower gel wafted into his nose. Hearing the rush of running water, his gaze fell on the misty opaque glass of the bathroom. His heart skipped a beat. Hui Lan was taking a shower? He walked closer and lightly knocked on the bathroom door.
"...Xiao Bin?" The water stopped.
"It's me. Taking a shower?"
"Mm. Wait outside for me for a bit. The suit is on the sofa. Try it on."
"Okay, go ahead and wash up."
Xie Huilan's voice carried a faint magnetic quality that other women lacked. It was neither crisp nor especially sweet. If he had to describe it, it was the kind of voice that could bewitch people's hearts. When her voice drifted from her lips and struck another person's eardrums, it seemed to create a slight resonance, burrowing straight into the heart. It was an unusual, captivating voice. With the bathroom between them and the fragrant scent of shampoo in the air, the moment Xie Huilan spoke, Dong Xuebin felt a little intoxicated.
Pull yourself together, buddy.
Dong Xuebin felt a little embarrassed. He had not even seen Hui Lan's body, so how could just a few words from her have him so utterly captivated? Steady!
Forcing his thoughts apart, Dong Xuebin immediately picked up the suit from the sofa.
It was black and looked quite comfortable in style, though the labels were all in English, so he had no idea what brand it was.
Despite being worth two hundred million, Dong Xuebin's knowledge of international brands had not reached that level. After looking it over, he could not wait to take off his clothes and change into the suit. Looking at himself in the mirror, Dong Xuebin nodded repeatedly. He did not know whether Sister Xie had estimated his measurements by eye or measured them by hand, but everything fit perfectly. Even if there were any discrepancies, they were minimal. It fit just right.
Suddenly, someone turned the bathroom lock from inside. The lock clicked open, leaving a narrow crack.
"How is it? Does it fit?"
"It fits. The style is nice too. Thanks."
"Hehe, let me see..."
A little grayish steam and fragrance squeezed out through the crack in the door. Before long, a slender hand gently pulled open the bathroom door, followed by two slim long legs still beaded with water, stepping out in slippers.
Sister Xie was actually wrapped in nothing but a bath towel.
Not a bathrobe—just a somewhat wider white bath towel. It was secured across the middle of her chest, leaving a third of her breasts exposed. Her cleavage was no longer merely half-hidden; it was practically all on display. The lower edge of the towel covered Xie Huilan's perky, beautiful buttocks, while her two long legs were fully bare. In short, she was dressed in a way that almost revealed those crucial areas, yet did not quite reveal them.
Holy shit!
Wasn't she tempting me into misbehaving?
Dong Xuebin's heart immediately burned hot, and he stared straight at her body.
With an elegant motion, Xie Huilan brushed back her wet long hair. Smiling from the corners of her eyes, she walked toward Dong Xuebin as droplets of water dripped from her hair. She smoothed his collar, then lazily held her chin and looked him over from top to bottom before nodding slightly. "It really does fit well. Hehe, not bad. You look quite handsome."
Dong Xuebin said awkwardly, "Handsome? Are you making fun of me?"
"If I say you're handsome, then you're handsome." Smiling, Xie Huilan tidied his suit again and nodded repeatedly. "Not bad. Looks like I bought the right one. Hehe."
Dong Xuebin liked it too. "What made you think of buying me clothes?"
"It's May Day. Do I need a reason to buy you something?"
"Ahem. If I'd known, I would've bought you an outfit too. No, I'll go browse the mall tomorrow. I have to pick something out for you. Right, what are your measurements?"
Xie Huilan chuckled. "See for yourself."
Swallowing, Dong Xuebin finally had an excuse to openly look at her chest. That cleavage was simply bottomless; it made him want to stick his fingers in. Her waist was so slim, and her buttocks were firm, perky, and elastic. Since the bath towel clung tightly to her body, he could clearly make out the curves of both cheeks. "How am I supposed to tell? How about I get a measuring tape and take your measurements?"
"You really will think of any excuse to take advantage of your Sister Xie."
"I'm not! I need them to buy you clothes, don't I?"
"You always have an excuse. You don't necessarily need measurements to buy clothes." Xie Huilan elegantly brushed back her hair. "All right, watch TV for a while, okay? I'm going to dry my hair. I'm not even dressed yet."
Dong Xuebin shamelessly said, "You look good like this. Don't get dressed."
Xie Huilan smiled. "You really don't care about me, do you? It's not summer yet. The room is cold."
"Oh, then hurry up and get dressed. Don't catch a chill." How could Dong Xuebin not care about her? The moment he heard that, he hurriedly urged her back into the bathroom. Then he shamelessly followed her in and said, "To show my gratitude, I'll dry your hair for you tonight. Come on, give me the hair dryer. What hairstyle do you want?"
"I'll do it myself."
"If you won't let me do it, I'll get mad. Hurry, what hairstyle do you want?"
Xie Huilan smiled and shook her head. Sitting in front of the mirror, she said, "Just dry it. Your Sister Xie usually wears her hair up anyway, so it doesn't matter how you style it."
"How could that be okay? I'll design something for you."
As he played with her hair, Dong Xuebin took the chance to touch that unbelievably beautiful face of hers. His heart immediately filled with satisfaction.
If I could marry her, my life would truly have been worth living.
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