Bai Shuijin felt shocked. So this was what “wearing small shoes” meant from this angle.
“Sister, your angle is quite novel.”
“Hmph.” Wang Zhenzhu raised her head proudly. “Nothing can escape this young lady’s discerning eyes.”
There were no good people in the old house. Their thinking was more feudal than the next. It’d be strange if he went back and wasn’t targeted.
But Bai Shuijin actually had a good impression of the old house. The food was delicious, and the scenery looked nice. At first, the old man did target him, but Wang Huanxiu stood up immediately to speak for him. After making his stance clear, no one gave him a hard time anymore after that.
The old man didn’t like Wang Huanxiu, but he was now the one in power. No matter how resentful others felt, they had to hold it in.
The sky was blue, and thick white clouds slowly moved in the sky.
The two of them lay sprawled on the grass, basking in the sun for a while. The sunlight was a bit dazzling, birds chirped, and flowers bloomed. The well-maintained and naturally shaped shrubs had just been watered that morning, and there was a refreshing scent of greenery in the air.
It was not exactly pleasant, but not bad either. It just felt fresh and comfortable.
As boredom crept in , Wang Zhenzhu’s thoughts drifted uncontrollably back to being rejected by Lu Ming.
Even though she had cried all afternoon yesterday, she still felt heartbroken thinking about it now.
She had never liked anyone this much before, and she had never had the thick-skin to ask again after being rejected…only to be turned down once more. The other party said he had already formed a dance partnership with He Xiaoxiao.
Wang Zhenzhu quieted down and stopped talking. She was beautiful and pure-looking, and when she wasn’t talking, she looked like a character straight out of a novel.
She looked down at the little grass on the ground, her delicate eyelashes fluttering with her eyelids like butterfly’s wings.
“Even the grass has a partner, but I don’t.”
She plucked a handful of grass and tossed it out like Bai Shuijin had done earlier with rice.
Disperse.
Bai Shuijin disagreed with her statement. “It’s not like having a partner is what makes someone good. Being alone is nice too.”
“People getting f**ked don’t have the right to say that.”
Bai Shuijin: “…”
‘I beg you, I beg you to stop talking.’
Ten out of eleven sentences from this young lady’s mouth were R-rated. Bai Shuijin now wished he were Feng Keyun, blocking his ears so he couldn’t hear anything.
Bai Shuijin: “Don’t say nonsense. I’ve never done that, okay?”
He and his laogong-ge have a pure illicit relationship. Pure! Illicit!
Wang Zhenzhu reached out and patted his head. His hair was fluffy, just the right texture for patting.
She sighed melodramatically, “Tell me, why would Lu Ming reject me?”
If viewed from a normal person’s perspective, a rejection is just a rejection. Everyone has the right to choose, and just because you asked doesn’t mean someone has to say yes. If they don’t like you, forcing it won’t work even with a knife at their throat.
But Bai Shuijin felt that Wang Zhenzhu was asking this not to hear the right answer. Even friends would try to speak kindly in situations like this, let alone when they were family now.
“Maybe he has no taste.”
The next second, he felt his cheek being pinched.
“I won’t allow you to say anything bad about the world’s number one handsome Lu Ming.”
Bai Shuijin: “…”
Wang Zhenzhu, you heartless woman!
This young lady couldn’t bear anyone saying one bad word about Lu Ming. Very good, she was just like a second female lead in a Mary Sue novel infatuated with the male protagonist.
Two white fingers pinched Bai Shuijin’s cheek, and she unexpectedly found that it felt quite good.
Although she had a good impression of Bai Shuijin, that didn’t mean he was allowed to talk about her dream guy. In her heart, Lu Ming was like an unattainable flower high up on a cliff.
Maybe it was because he had broken her heart, so Bai Shuijin had grown biased against Lu Ming. Wang Zhenzhu became like a crazy fangirl, trying to sell her campus god to Bai Shuijin.
“Lu Ming is the best person in the world. He sings well, dances well, studies well, he is very powerful. He has more trophies and medals than you can count. All the girls in school like him.”
Bai Shuijin: “…”
He folded his arms and crossed his fingers under his chin, sitting there deep in thought.
‘How hateful! Who said it’s “all the girls in school”?’
Such a person didn’t exist in the Mary Sue novel.
Wang Zhenzhu looked at him, a thoughtful expression on his face. “What are you thinking about?”
“I’m thinking who said ‘all the girls in school’.”
“…” Wang Zhenzhu’s face turned red. “It’s the girls in school! All the girls in school!”
“Does the auntie in the cafeteria count?”
Wang Zhenzhu: “Uh… that…”
“Does the uncle agree?”
Wang Zhenzhu finally gave up the last bit of stubbornness. “…Okay, maybe not all.”
“Anyway, Lu Ming is very good, everyone likes him.”
“You like him too?”
The usually foul-mouthed Wang Zhenzhu blushed and lowered her head, nodding slightly.
Who hasn’t fallen in love with the school male god in their youth?
Bai Shuijin shot up from the grass. No, this couldn’t be allowed. If Zhenzhu really fell for the male protagonist, she’d end up spiraling out of control for love, eventually getting face-slapped by the main couple.
The main protagonists would go on to win both love and academic success, while this young lady’s family would fall into ruin, and she’d drop out of school, not even finishing college.
Now that Wang Muguang was slowly stepping onto the right path, Wang Zhenzhu should follow suit.
In the original novel, Wang Muguang’s acting was publicly criticized after filming “Ye You Xing” and marketing accounts feasted on it for half a year. Every video comparing him to Shen He, the male protagonist of the entertainment literary world, was a brutal contrast. Afterwards, Wang Muguang held a grudge against Shen He and started scheming against him, gradually filling up the villain progress bar.
But now, Muguang did well in “Ye You Xing”. He didn’t take random scripts, and stayed home studying scripts diligently, preparing to work with an overseas director.
He and the male protagonist were now on completely separate paths. His acting had even been recognized in “Ye You Xing”. This was a very good direction.
Bai Shuijin was quite satisfied.
But the Wang family didn’t only have one villain, and he still had a long and difficult road ahead.
Bai Shuijin looked at the fat birds pecking at rice not far away, pouting. “What’s so good about Lu Ming?”
“He has many likeable points.”
“Then why do you like him?”
Bai Shuijin was quite curious about why Wang Zhenzhu fell in love with Lu Ming.
Wang Zhenzhu hesitated, then started pulling out grass crazily, her girlish thoughts written all over her face. “It started back in middle school.”
Back then, Wang Zhenzhu was going through puberty, had braces, didn’t think she was pretty, and had little confidence.
But one day at school, she was heading up to her classroom with her backpack when a cool figure jumped down from the other staircase, clearly skipping class.
The boy and the girl crossed paths at the stairwell. Sunlight shone on Lu Ming’s figure, and he opened his mouth and said, “So beautiful.”
Wang Zhenzhu still felt the pink bubbles even when she thought back to it now. She cupped her cheeks with both hands. “He said ‘so beautiful’.”
Bai Shuijin: “He meant himself.”
Wang Zhenzhu: “…”
‘You little brat, you just can’t tolerate any oil and salt, right?!’
Just as she was about to smack his head, Bai Shuijin dodged in a flash. He thought he had escaped, but he got caught by the collar instead.
Like an animal on the grasslands whose fate was seized by the scruff of its neck, Bai Shuijin flailed. “What are you doing?”
Wang Zhenzhu narrowed her eyes like a well-fed cat. “I just remembered that I haven’t picked a dress for the dance. You’re coming with me.”
Bai Shuijin: “I just want to stay home.”
“No way, your opinion doesn’t count.”
In this house, the person who could say no to her has not yet been borna.
Wang Zhenzhu had already customized several dresses a month ago, and the clothes were stored at a studio located in a prime downtown location. When she arrived, someone came to welcome her in, and Bai Shuijin followed her into a large Italian-style dressing room.
In the center was a circular platform, and a large black curtain was drawn down. Wang Zhenzhu changed into her dresses behind it.
Every ten minutes or so, the curtain would be pulled back. Wang Zhenzhu was very beautiful, the kind of beauty that could make an impact. She tried on one dress after another, and Bai Shuijin was dazzled.
In the end, she chose a long graceful dress with a short skirt in the ancient Greece style.
While Wang Zhenzhu was trying on the dresses, Bai Shuijin collapsed onto the sofa like a salted fish. During that time, staff from the shop came over repeatedly to offer him drinks and snacks.
Bai Shuijin said thank you no less than five times, then he puffed up his cheeks and started chewing.
To be honest, it tasted quite good.
A staff member wearing a shirt and suit pants came over to Bai Shuijin and began introducing the studio. “All of our clothing is handcrafted by master artisans, with a history of over a hundred years. Sir, would you be interested in taking a look at our custom formalwear?”
He already had several suits and didn’t lack clothing for formal occasions.
Besides, he rarely had events that required formal attire.
“No need, thank you.”
Bai Shuijin was about to politely decline when the staff opened their tablet to a custom catalog, and his eyes were immediately drawn to the screen. The first image was a picture of a dancer and their partner in a competition.
Since coming to this world, Bai Shuijin had kept saying he would never dance again and had cast aside everything related to dancing. But every time he couldn’t sleep at night, he would still watch videos of dance competitions.
It was a habit he had developed in elementary school. Before entering middle school, his dance training had been taught by the daughter of the orphanage director. As he got older, he had a clear direction of what he wanted to pursue, but classes were too expensive. Online videos were free, but he knew that if he wanted to succeed through self-study, he would have to work thousands of times harder than others.
He never dared to stop and every bit of free time was used for learning. In the first ten-plus years of his life, there wasn’t a single day without dance.
Before sleeping or when he had insomnia, dance videos were a must.
Modern dance was the type he watched most often.
Among standard ballroom dances, there were modern and Latin categories. Bai Shuijin had studied both, but in the end he focused on modern. He also participated in many competitions at college, and he and his partner had great coordination and even won awards.
He had learned a lot about famous dancers in this world. When he couldn’t sleep, he would watch their dance videos all night. His genuine love for dance made it easy for him to lose himself in it.
But he always quickly pulled himself back. His dance career had always been tied to suffering. Working late into the night and showing up to the dance studio exhausted…every movement felt like it would tear his body apart. Not to mention that he still had to train daily.
If it were the Bai Shuijin who had just entered college, he would have believed his dance career had a perfect future. But after dying once, he realized that continuing to dance required too many factors. Hard work alone wasn’t enough.
Passion and suffering were tightly bound together. And after thinking about it again, it no longer had the flavor of the original dream.
But at this moment, looking at the dancer’s competition costume in the catalog, Bai Shuijin’s heart fluttered.
It felt like seeing a first love after many years, and the heart is still beating as fast as at the first meeting.
His mouth opened unconsciously, his eyes full of desire. When he was seventeen or eighteen, he used to dream about owning a costume like that. The satin fabric sewn with glittering details, the sleeve design echoing the dance’s musical style, the deep V neckline, and the exquisite stitching along the edges.
Modern dancewear was very particular, with dancers dressing like gentlemen, but most of the dances and music were passionate, unrestrained and full of rhythm.
Bai Shuijin had only worn a deep V dance outfit that revealed his chest once. It was his favorite. He wore it for a school performance, and the school had made a rare exception to lend it to him. He was moved to tears when he put it on. Nothing made him more proud of himself than that moment.
That day, in a quiet corner with no one around, he cheered for himself as his own family. He cried from the bottom of his heart and even though there was no one to share his joy with, he had never been more proud of himself.
He licked his lips, stared at the image on the tablet, and asked the staff, “How much does it cost to custom-make this?”
If it was on the cheaper side, he might consider it.
The staff smiled. “It depends on the materials you choose. Handcrafting is also a factor. At our most affordable rate, it’s two million.”
“The set Mr. Hilton is wearing is worth 5.3 million. It has various sizes of diamonds and a unique design.”
Upon hearing this, Bai Shuijin immediately pulled back the finger he was about to point with. Never mind… never mind.
It was like wearing a whole apartment on your body. The price was suffocating.
Although he had a gold card, a single dance costume for five million was just too outrageous.
Even after getting the gold card, he hadn’t spent much. Your financial foundation determines your worldview. In his previous life, he was a bumpkin. Even if you gave him a hundred million, he’d probably only buy a house and such, he had no clue how to use money to experience the world or broaden his horizons.
Now that he had come to this world, he was slowly learning. But he still wasn’t at the point where he could drop a million-plus on a single piece of clothing.
Just thinking about a few million for one outfit made his heart ache.
As expected, the world of the rich was truly magical.
At that moment, a proud voice rang out from above. “If you like it, just buy it. My brother can make that money back in a few days. There is no need for you to save it for him.”
Wang Zhenzhu couldn’t understand why Bai Shuijin looked like he really wanted it, yet in the end chose not to buy it.
If you want something, just get it. What’s there to hesitate about?
Bai Shuijin scratched his head awkwardly. The relationship with Wang Huanxiu and the male protagonist of the business-war novel hadn’t eased up yet. Who knows what the future will be like. He felt it would be better to save as much as possible from what was left on his gold card.
Besides, several million for a costume just didn’t seem worth it.
“Still… forget it,” he forced himself to look away. It wasn’t that great anyway, just a nice-looking dance costume. He didn’t dance anymore, right? Even if he bought it, he wouldn’t wear it.
“Let’s go once you’re done picking. We still have to go home for dinner.”
“Oh.” Wang Zhenzhu didn’t understand the awkwardness on his face. Was it because Bai Shuijin and her brother didn’t get along? So he didn’t want to spend her brother’s money?
She was curious why, even after months of marriage, Bai Shuijin still hadn’t been loved fiercely. It was very likely there was a relationship issue between the two.
Wang Zhenzhu also wanted to check out some luxury stores. The bodyguards followed behind them at a distance.
“Let me ask you, do you have a good relationship with my big brother?”
Bai Shuijin nodded. “It’s quite good.”
Wang Huanxiu had always treated him well. Although the man was scheming and cold, impossible to read, he was still quite nice to him.
He gave him money and let him stay in a big room. He had been living in Wang Huanxiu’s master bedroom for over a week now, during which Wang Huanxiu had been sleeping in the study.
Wang Zhenzhu: “Do you sleep in the same room?”
This time he shook his head. “We don’t share a room.”
‘Not sharing a room! Isn’t this a bad relationship?’
What newlyweds didn’t sleep in the same room? Bai Shuijin’s appearance was exactly her brother’s ideal type from head to toe.
If her brother could resist this, it meant either he was sexually frigid or the relationship really wasn’t going well.
She recalled the news and photos of their wedding that she had seen before, her brother really hadn’t smiled in those pictures.
Wang Zhenzhu picked out a few necklaces and pieces of jewelry before leaving the store. After they stepped out, Bai Shuijin went to the bathroom, while Wang Zhenzhu waited for the bodyguard to buy her some ice cream.
Bai Shuijin entered a stall in the bathroom, and when he came out to wash his hands, he suddenly heard a rough, booming scream.
“Ahhhhhh! There’s a pervert!”
The voice was powerful and overwhelming, like it could shake mountains and rivers.
A burly man rushed out of a stall with his pants in hand, grief-stricken and furious. He had a strong build, like a fitness trainer. Someone had just tried to secretly take pictures of him through the gap under the stall door.
The pervert had followed this man into the bathroom, acting cautious the entire time and not giving himself away. He didn’t expect that he would be discovered while taking pictures in the end. He had even deliberately found a hidden angle, but unexpectedly, the other party’s eyes were so sharp. After being discovered, he turned around and ran away, and the other party’s voice shouting “pervert” could also be heard outside.
Bai Shuijin suddenly thought of Wang Zhenzhu still waiting outside. He rushed out with dripping wet hands, worried that Wang Zhenzhu might be frightened.
A crowd had already started gathering around the bathroom area. The burly man who was being filmed rushed out before Bai Shuijin, shouting, “There’s a pervert! Catch the pervert!”
The pervert saw more and more people coming and rushed toward the area with more women. The women weren’t strong enough to stop him, and it would be easy for him to escape through them.
If he didn’t break through the crowd now, he’d definitely be trapped once more people arrived.
And Wang Zhenzhu was standing at the perfect breakthrough point.
Bai Shuijin’s pupils contracted. “Zhenzhu!”
Wang Zhenzhu, who had just been admiring a ceiling decoration, looked over.
A man dressed in all black was charging toward her, with people behind him shouting, “Pervert!”
‘Pervert?’
Her slender legs took a step back, her bright red lips slowly forming a shape, and her sparkling eyes instantly turned firm.
The moment the pervert reached her, she moved with swift, crisp motions and delivered an elbow strike straight to his face, then used a move with the momentum of four ounces toppling a thousand pounds to lift him off the ground and slam him onto the floor in an over-the-shoulder throw.
Everyone present: “…”
Bai Shuijin: “…”
‘So…so cool!’
Bai Shuijin’s eyebrows twitched involuntarily. He hadn’t expected the young lady to be so well-rounded in moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic, and labor education. He thought Wang Zhenzhu might get hurt, but turns out the one hurt was someone else.
The burly man rushed over and shouted, “Thank you, heroine! Thank you, heroine!”
He quickly began searching the pervert’s phone, crying while deleting the videos. Although he looked fierce on the outside, he was fragile on the inside.
He worked out obsessively just to appear stronger. Who would’ve thought the firm butt he trained so hard for would attract this kind of attention?
Bai Shuijin hurried over to Wang Zhenzhu. “Are you okay? You didn’t get hurt, right?”
Wang Zhenzhu clapped her hands. “For this young lady, it was a piece of cake.”
Bai Shuijin exclaimed. “I didn’t expect you to know martial arts.”
“It’s Muay Thai.”
It sounded very cool, and he clapped for Wang Zhenzhu, saying that her skills were very amazing.
Wang Zhenzhu smiled proudly. “Fortunately, when Mom took me to learn dance, I went into the Muay Thai classroom instead.”
“You don’t like dancing?”
“Huh?” Wang Zhenzhu said, “Not really. Back then, Mom wanted me to learn Latin dance, but I had this dream of going abroad to study design.”
In a family like Wang Zhenzhu’s, she had been exposed to the internet and rapid information since childhood. She often saw reports of robberies abroad. Young Wang Zhenzhu thought overseas was very unsafe, so she had to learn some self-defense. That’s how she started Muay Thai as a child and even won a provincial gold medal. Although she looked slim, she wasn’t skinny, and her whole body carried a healthy sense of strength.
“I was afraid of trouble abroad, so I switched from Latin to Muay Thai,” Wang Zhenzhu said. “What, if a thief breaks into my place, I’m supposed to slap him with Latin dance?”
Bai Shuijin looked… complicated.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, it’s just… I used to learn Latin dance.”
“Not bad. If a thief breaks in, you can do a little twirl,” Wang Zhenzhu looked at his well-behaved appearance, “and the thief might even say, ‘Baby, show me a wilder expression.’”
“…”
It was starting again.
While Wang Muguang absorbed trashy novels through input learning, Wang Zhenzhu’s brain generated trashy novels automatically.
The pervert had run out from the bathroom, and Wang Zhenzhu turned around to check on Bai Shuijin. “Are you okay? Did you get hurt in there?”
Bai Shuijin shook his head. He was fine. If anyone was hurt, it was the burly man still sitting on the ground bawling his eyes out. He was all muscle, but now looked like he was about to shatter.
The pervert had been thrown into unconsciousness by Wang Zhenzhu. The burly man, crying rivers of tears and snot, looked at her and said, “Beauty, thank you so much.”
Wang Zhenzhu raised her chin. “Don’t call me Beauty. Call me young lady.”
“Young lady…wuuuu!”
Wang Zhenzhu saw how miserably he was crying and wasn’t sure how to comfort him. She frowned and said. “Alright, stop crying. Our chastity as women doesn’t lie beneath our skirts.”
Burly man: “…”
Bai Shuijin: “…”
‘Thanks for the comfort, but… he is a man.’
Even though Wang Zhenzhu tried to comfort him, the burly man still couldn’t stop crying, clutching his face in pain with both hands.
“My… my purity is gone!”
Bai Shuijin was confused. “What?”
The burly man repeated, “My purity!”
Bai Shuijin didn’t understand. “Does it have to be Purity? What about Mengniu or Yili?”
“…”
**These are brands of milk.
