Half an hour later.
Su Wanning came downstairs.
She had changed into an expensive little black dress from Chanel's latest collection. Its tailored cut showed off her youthful figure.
A dazzling Diamond Necklace sparkled at her throat under the lights.
Her carefully applied makeup made her already pretty face look all the more striking and proud.
She looked like a proud peacock heading into battle, every inch of her declaring, I'm going to win.
But when Su Wanning's gaze fell on the figure sitting on the living room sofa, half the confidence she had just built up crumbled.
Yue Xiaofei was still wearing the same clothes.
Faded jeans, a plain black cotton T-shirt, and an ordinary pair of sneakers.
He sat there quietly, looking out of place in the lavish living room.
"Yue Xiaofei! You..."
Su Wanning was so angry she could barely catch her breath. She pointed a manicured finger at Yue Xiaofei, her voice trembling.
"Don't tell me you're planning to wear that to the party with me?"
Yue Xiaofei looked down at himself, then back at her, and asked in genuine confusion:
"What's wrong with these clothes?"
"What's wrong with them?"
His matter-of-fact attitude nearly drove Su Wanning mad.
"Everything! Do you know where we're going? Chang'an Club! Do you know who'll be at the party tonight? People with money and status! Dressed like that, you look like a beggar! I'm not taking you. I'd die of embarrassment!"
"They're just clothes. As long as I can wear them, they're fine," Yue Xiaofei said calmly.
To him, clothes had only two purposes: keeping him warm and covering his body.
He had never cared about brands or styles.
"You... you..."
Su Wanning was too furious at his refusal to budge to get another word out.
Just then, Jiang Lan