freenovelworld Chapter 1179 Growth Wasn't Delayed
Chapter 1179 Growth Wasn't Delayed
These clothes seemed too soft and offered no protection to her.
Especially those dresses—in the mindset she had been instilled with since childhood, only ordinary women who were too weak to even kill a chicken would dress like that.
Jiang Xiaochuan noticed her resistance and started picking out clothes from the racks himself.
Through his contact with Tang Ran, he became convinced that she was undoubtedly a descendant of the Tang family and that she held rather traditional and conservative views.
Since that's the case, why not cater to their preferences?
His gaze swept over the various fashion pieces, finally settling on several exquisitely crafted cheongsams.
"Try these."
Jiang Xiaochuan handed over the selected cheongsam.
Tang Ran stared at the cheongsam, her pupils contracting slightly. She had seen similar clothes in the Tang family's old house when she was a child; they were old items that her grandmother had kept at the bottom of a trunk. However, she was too young then and only thought they were pretty, but she never wore them.
The moment her fingertips touched the brocade, she thought of the osmanthus tree in the old house courtyard, and her heart suddenly softened.
This was the first time she had encountered something "familiar" since coming down the mountain.
"Would I be able to fight wearing this?"
Coming to her senses, Tang Ran hesitated before speaking.
Jiang Xiaochuan couldn't help but laugh: "Don't worry, if something really happens, I can still fight even with my clothes torn off."
Hearing his blatant words, Tang Ran gave him a disgruntled look, then unusually took the clothes and silently walked into the fitting room.
Outside the fitting room, Jiang Xiaochuan waited patiently while simultaneously using his senses to detect the movements of the Japanese ninjas.
Although he didn't sense the chilling aura unique to the ninja clan, he dared not completely relax.
Ninjas are masters of hiding in the shadows; they might be watching this place under the cover of the crowd.
After all, luring a snake out of its hole is one thing, but getting bitten in return is another.
A few minutes later, Tang Ran came out.
The off-white cheongsam perfectly outlined her figure, the stand-up collar design accentuated her long neck, and the cut at the waist perfectly highlighted her slender yet strong waistline.
She awkwardly adjusted her cuffs, her movements revealing a rare hint of unease.
This was the first time Jiang Xiaochuan had seen her wearing anything other than her signature outfit, and the first time he had realized it so clearly.
Stripped of that cold, protective shell, this woman is undeniably sexy.
"Is that strange?"
Seeing that Jiang Xiaochuan was staring at her, Tang Ran's tone became even colder.
Jiang Xiaochuan coughed lightly, suppressing a strange feeling in his heart: "It suits you very well."
He turned to the sales clerk, "This one, and a few more different styles."
Tang Ran stood in front of the mirror, looking at her unfamiliar reflection.
Although the fabric of the cheongsam is light and soft, the tailoring is appropriate and it does not restrict movement too much.
She tried a simple blocking move and was surprised to find that the outfit did not affect her skills.
Seeing this, Jiang Xiaochuan readily paid the money.
This is a high-end shopping mall after all; a handmade cheongsam here can cost tens of thousands of yuan.
Jiang Xiaochuan swiped his card and spent hundreds of thousands of yuan without even blinking, making the shop assistant's eyes sparkle.
If the shop assistants knew Jiang Xiaochuan's current net worth, they would probably be immediately tempted to offer themselves to him.
The revenue from the scar removal cream is growing rapidly every day, and other businesses are also progressing steadily under the management of Miao Ruoxi and others.
For Jiang Xiaochuan, the cheongsam in front of him, costing tens of thousands of yuan, was immediately covered by the new profits he earned the moment he swiped his card.
Upon confirming that Jiang Xiaochuan was someone who was willing to spend money, the shop assistant's eyes lit up, and he quickly brought out a thick picture book with a gold-embossed cover from the back room.
"Sir, these are all our prized possessions; each piece was hand-sewn by the designer!"
She enthusiastically flipped through the catalog, her fingertips lightly pointing: "Look at this smoky gray one, the bias cut really accentuates the waist, and this champagne one, the freshwater pearls embellishing the neckline are all carefully selected."
"This young lady has a unique charm; she'd look stunning in this. Would you like to try it on?"
Jiang Xiaochuan glanced at the picture book, his gaze first drifting to Tang Ran. Seeing that she didn't frown in objection, he slowly nodded.
As for whether to leave or not, it was actually up to him to decide. After all, although Tang Ran was cold, she wouldn't go against him at a time like this, otherwise, who would she be monitoring?
"Bring them all over, let her try them out."
Jiang Xiaochuan waved his hand and said.
Just as the shop assistant returned with the new clothes, Jiang Xiaochuan's gaze was suddenly drawn to a dark green halter dress at the very back of the shelf.
The silk satin fabric gleams softly in the warm light, and the deep V-neck is adorned with tiny crystals.
The back was almost completely bare, held together only by three thin ribbons, revealing a large expanse of fair skin. This design was the complete opposite of Tang Ran's usual black outfit.
Jiang Xiaochuan suddenly had a mischievous idea, and gently lifted the hem of her skirt with her fingertips.
I want to see how this woman, who always has a cold face and is always wrapped up tightly, will react when she puts on such a sexy dress.
"Try this."
He handed the skirt to Tang Ran, a hint of teasing in his eyes.
Tang Ran's delicate eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly. "This is too revealing."
"Don't worry, Miss!"
The shop assistant quickly stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "This dress looks daring, but it actually has invisible anti-slip strips inside, so it won't expose you!"
"Your skin is fair, and dark green complements your complexion perfectly. Moreover, your shoulder and neck lines are so neat, and the ribbon on your back shows off your shoulder blades just right. It makes you look more gentle than... and more gentle than your previous outfit."
Even the most knowledgeable shop assistants were unsure how to categorize Tang Ran's outfit and could only give a vague answer.
Then, she suddenly leaned closer to Tang Ran and whispered a few words.
Tang Ran's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her fingertips unconsciously caressed the silky fabric of her dress.
She pursed her lips, her gaze lingering on the dress for a moment, before finally biting her lower lip and whispering, "Okay."
This answer completely surprised Jiang Xiaochuan. He had only intended to tease this iceberg and hadn't expected her to actually agree.
At this moment, I couldn't help but sigh inwardly: a woman's mind is indeed harder to fathom than a needle at the bottom of the sea.
When the curtain in the fitting room was pulled open again, even the shop assistants, who were used to seeing all kinds of beauties, couldn't help but gasp slightly.
The dark green silk satin perfectly wrapped around Tang Ran's body, and the deep V-neckline revealed her beautiful collarbone.
The form-fitting fabric perfectly accentuated her muscular figure honed through years of martial arts training, while the ribbon wrapped around her shoulder blades added a touch of rare femininity to her cool and elegant demeanor.
Jiang Xiaochuan's gaze lingered on her for two seconds, a playful smile playing on his lips: "Honestly, it's such a waste of your talent to wear such a tight-fitting outfit."
Tang Ran awkwardly raised her hand and tugged at her collar, her fingertips a little stiff. This action only made the curves of her chest more obvious.
"Ask you something."
As if he had just thought of something, Jiang Xiaochuan suddenly became serious, "When did you start wearing tight-fitting clothes?"
"Fifteen."
Seeing Jiang Xiaochuan's serious expression, Tang Ran subconsciously answered.
"Fifteen years old..."
Jiang Xiaochuan raised an eyebrow, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping over her chest: "It's the time when you're growing. You've been wearing tight-fitting clothes for so many years, but it hasn't hindered your growth."