When Fu Hua came out of the Hermès store, she had already changed into a new outfit and was carrying several more sets in her hands. Compared to her previous outfit, this one was the real luxury brand, costing dozens of times more.
However, Fu Hua understood that this still amounted to nothing. The truly powerful and wealthy had their clothes custom-made. These garments that ordinary people saw as high-end were not worth their notice at all.
But this was enough for Fu Hua. She did not have the time to get anything tailored.
And it had to be said, compared to before... Fu Hua looked even more dashing now, especially in the eyes of quite a few mature women.
The previous Fu Hua had indeed been handsome, and her appeal to young girls had been off the charts. In the minds of those girls, at their current age, they simply did not care about money. Being handsome was enough to crush everything else.
But for many mature women, setting aside the ones obsessed with looks... many women would assess a person's taste in clothing and the like. Handsomeness alone was far from enough to attract them.
In the eyes of this group, a dream man needed both talent—and wealth—and looks.
Walking down the street, Fu Hua, dressed as a man, ignored the women around her who were sizing her up and continued purposefully onward.
Though she was "a woman disguised as a man," no one could see the slightest trace of femininity in Fu Hua now. It was not merely her appearance... more importantly, even her mannerisms were completely like those of a man.
Most men went straight for what they wanted when shopping, bought it, and left decisively. Fu Hua was the same at this moment.