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Chapter 86

After parking the car, Jiang Che led Zhou Lingxi to the women’s clothing section on the sixth floor.

“Good day, Young Master…”

“Welcome, Young Master…”

Staff members greeted Jiang Che along the way, recognizing him as the young master and future heir of the Jiang family.

“Fetch me a few pairs of Balenciaga black stockings and Valentino short skirts,” Jiang Che instructed directly. Hearing his request, several sales assistants went to pick out clothes accordingly.

“You brought me here just to buy black stockings?” Zhou Lingxi looked at Jiang Che with an odd expression.

“Yes, your body proportions are excellent, and you’ll look great in these clothes!” Jiang Che nodded, smiling lightly. Zhou Lingxi, almost 1.7 meters tall, with her straight, long legs, would look stunning in black stockings.

“But I don’t like these things…” Zhou Lingxi shrugged helplessly. She felt long dresses suited her more and had never worn such exotic attire before.

“It’s okay, you’ll get used to them after wearing them a few times.”

Soon, the sales assistants brought a heap of clothes to Jiang Che.

“Young Master, this is our latest collection from Balenciaga. I believe the lady will love them.”

Hearing this, Zhou Lingxi’s cheeks flushed slightly. Although she was only pretending to be Jiang Che’s girlfriend, the comment still felt odd.

“Go try them on…” Jiang Che suggested with a smile.

Eventually, Zhou Lingxi, unable to resist Jiang Che’s persuasion, entered the dressing room under the envious glances of the sales assistants.

After about five or six minutes, Zhou Lingxi emerged from the dressing room, her slender figure complemented by the black stockings, her delicate ankles exposed. The celestial aura was replaced by a touch of charm.

“Not bad, fits well,” Jiang Che commented satisfactorily. This attire was indeed more to his liking.

“But I feel a bit strange…” Zhou Lingxi frowned, feeling awkward in high heels, worried she might sprain her ankle at any misstep.

“It’s fine, you’ll get used to it. Let’s go have dinner now,” Jiang Che said, smiling, and took Zhou Lingxi’s soft hand to leave.

Zhou Lingxi struggled a bit but eventually gave up when Jiang Che refused to let go.

…………

“Did you find out where Jiang Che took Lingxi?” At a bustling intersection, Xiao Fan asked Yang Gaofei, who was panting heavily. Since leaving the Bihai Flower Villa, he had been searching for Jiang Che and Zhou Lingxi.

“Hall Master, I’ve had the brothers search everywhere, but we haven’t found them yet,” Yang Gaofei shook his head. Finding two people in the vast city of Linjiang was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

“A bunch of useless fools! Can’t even find two people!” Xiao Fan immediately became irate upon hearing this and scolded Yang Gaofei.

Yang Gaofei silently bowed his head, feeling somewhat resentful inside. “You say it’s simple, why don’t you search yourself?” he thought, harboring some grievances towards his hall master.

“Did you atleast find out where he is staying? Let’s wait for them at his doorstep!” Xiao Fan took a deep breath, trying to suppress his anger.

“Crouching Dragon Villa in the suburbs…” Yang Gaofei replied.

…

Jiang Che, accompanied by Zhou Lingxi, toured various attractions in Linjiang City, with Zhou Lingxi’s smile never ceasing throughout their journey. At eight o’clock in the evening, Jiang Che bought some barbecue and beer and took Zhou Lingxi to the seaside.

It was midsummer, and the sky had not completely darkened yet. The fiery clouds on the horizon hadn’t faded away, and the breezes from the sea surface gradually calmed the restless hearts of summer.

Jiang Che sat directly on the sand, placing the barbecue and beer in front of him, and handed a few skewers to Zhou Lingxi.

“Unexpectedly, the great young master of the Jiang family would also eat at roadside stalls,” Zhou Lingxi commented with a hint of surprise, slightly altering her impression of Jiang Che.

She had thought that as an heir of a top family, Jiang Che would only patronize high-end restaurants, but he seemed to have an interest in street food as well.

“What’s so surprising about that? It’s just a meal, and I’m not that picky,” Jiang Che shrugged and said, “Besides, it’s nice to change flavors occasionally after getting used to delicacies.”

“Thank you for taking me out today, I had a great time,” Zhou Lingxi said genuinely, taking a seat next to Jiang Che and sipping a beer.

“Isn’t it just some ordinary places? Haven’t you been to these type of places before?” Jiang Che asked, somewhat puzzled.

“No, this is my first time visiting such places,” Zhou Lingxi shook her head, explaining how her life had been fully scheduled since childhood, leaving her little time for personal endeavors.

Jiang Che lit a cigarette, quietly waiting for Zhou Lingxi to continue. Her usually straightforward demeanor had suddenly become quiet, which he found somewhat unusual.

“My family comes from a lineage of traditional Chinese medicine. I started learning to prepare medicines and diagnose illnesses with my grandfather at a young age.”

“At eleven, I was sent to Fengming Mountain to study martial arts and ancient medical techniques for seven years…” Zhou Lingxi shared her life story, including how her grandfather arranged a marriage for her against her will, leading to her unhappy marriage.

She opened a small clinic in the capital, finding fulfillment in treating patients despite occasional exhaustion.

“I’ve never been to places like these, nor have I ever felt as carefree as I did today,” she confessed.

“You don’t need to thank me. As your boyfriend, it’s my duty,” Jiang Che responded, understanding her sudden melancholy. Not everyone had the privilege of being born into a wealthy family with the freedom to do as they pleased.

“It’s getting late, let’s head back,” Zhou Lingxi suggested after finishing her beer, standing up with a smile.

“Are you going to stay with Qingqiu?” Jiang Che inquired.

“I’ll stay at your place for the next few days. Xiao Fan is probably still lurking outside my sister’s villa,” she said, her expression dropping at the mention of Xiao Fan.

“Then I’d be delighted to have you stay. My house is quite spacious,” Jiang Che responded casually, escorting Zhou Lingxi to his Bugatti and speeding towards his villa.

At a traffic light, while waiting for the green signal, Zhou Lingxi suddenly yelped in discomfort, her expression turning grim.

“What’s wrong? Caught a cold?” Jiang Che asked, puzzled if she had gotten a stomach upset from the beer.

“It’s nothing serious, just not used to wearing high heels,” Zhou Lingxi replied.

“Should I take a look?” Jiang Che offered, his expertise in such matters coming to the forefront.

“You know how to treat this?” Zhou Lingxi was taken aback, never having heard of his medical skills.

“I’m not a doctor, but I’ve learned a few techniques to improve blood circulation,” Jiang Che explained, starting to drive one-handedly while using the other hand to massage Zhou Lingxi’s feet.

“What are you…” Zhou Lingxi blushed at his actions, her heart racing with embarrassment. She instinctively tried to pull her foot away but was stopped by Jiang Che.

“Don’t move; I’m treating you,” Jiang Che said seriously, concentrating on his task.

“Umm…” Zhou Lingxi murmured, her cheeks flushing with a mixture of embarrassment and surprise.