Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 83 - 77. Set patterns are no match for sincerity

Chapter 83: 77. Set patterns are no match for sincerity

Luxury car, long street, beautiful woman.

Mr. Lu rested one hand on top of the steering wheel, while the other repeatedly glided over smooth skin.

The fair and taut thighs of his senior became his playground’s temporary slide.

"What are you doing?"

As Mr. Lu touched, he noticed that the girl beside him had a complex expression and kept fidgeting with her hands.

Ever since Mou Keyan got into the car, she had been sitting properly in the passenger seat, preferring to keep her long legs slightly bent rather than adjust the clearly unsuitable seat.

Then, she raised her wrist.

She gathered her thick, wavy hair into a low side ponytail, tying it so the ends were just concealed within the opening of her long-sleeve dress at the shoulder.

"Oh, nothing much~"

Mou Keyan maintained her composure, tilting her head slightly and smiling at him.

Lu Jincheng chuckled inwardly but did not expose her little schemes, continuing to press down on the accelerator and heading towards their destination.

How could he not see what Mou Keyan was thinking?

Asking him to personally adorn her with a necklace from another suitor was the senior’s way of a little test.

But Mr. Lu seemed utterly unfazed on the inside, even appearing as if by magic to have driven a car over in minutes.

From its color to the interior, it was obviously a girl’s car at first glance.

Even the scent of the air freshener was distinctly girlish.

He had no intention of stirring up trouble; rather, his casual actions seemed to answer her testing, with a subtle but significant impact on her heart.

So, she didn’t adjust the seat.

Even though the space for the legs was quite different from the previous passenger who had sat there.

Similarly, she didn’t let her carefully styled curls fall loose, instead hiding them within her clothes’ collar.

Just in case a stray, unaware curl fell onto the seat...

Due to work relationships, it would be inappropriate to be misunderstood by others.

Not appropriate.

...

Jiangcheng International Square was the shopping new landmark of the entire province.

It monopolized 106 exclusive brands, 60 international luxury flagship stores, and a three-digit number of department store concept stores.

In short, it had everything.

Exiting the car, Mou Keyan seemed to get back a bit of her energy.

There was no helping it.

If ranked, she would at most be considered a three-tailed fox.

She had a long way to go to become like the unflappable, eternally smiling nine-tailed fox, regardless of what happened.

Fortunately, Mr. Lu played music all the way, and his right hand was not idle.

Having let him touch back and forth, he probably hadn’t realized anything, right?

While Mou Keyan was still contemplating, the man stylishly closed the car door, and she quickly followed him, click-clacking in her high heels and taking his arm.

"What are you thinking of buying?"

Jiangcheng International Square was lavish for college students.

Mou Keyan was no exception.

Although she was a junior and had been here a few times, it was limited to browsing beauty products and dining, seldom stepping foot into luxury stores.

"Just to look around, the fun of shopping is the looking, not the buying."

Mr. Lu led her up to the first floor, in front of them, a huge Cartier logo appeared.

This so-called largest and most comprehensive Cartier Comprehensive Flagship Store in the country had over 200 square meters of space, with watches, accessories, and bags of all kinds.

In his previous life, he had accompanied a certain socialite, and just this place alone, the two could spend almost half a day browsing.

Just as they entered, a smiling saleswoman approached them.

"Handsome guy and beautiful girl, what would you like to see?"

"Here’s our accessories area, if you like something, feel free to try it~"

"Mhm."

Lu Jincheng nodded, walked a few steps along the showcase, and sat down with Mou Keyan near the seats not far from it.

"Are we not looking anymore?"

Mou Keyan released his arm and asked in a low voice.

Mr. Lu ignored her and turned around to gesture to the saleswoman, "Bring over that row, and the one in front, too, thank you."

"Of course!"

The saleswoman hurried towards the display and returned with two square boxes in hand.

Rows of rings and necklaces, neatly arrayed.

"These are all our new styles, would you like to take a look?"

Compared to other sales associates attending to clients, the one in front of Mr. Lu was noticeably more enthusiastic.

Every salesperson in luxury stores has a keen eye—they can even discern, from one’s manner of walking and demeanor, if a client really has the means or not.

Most young clients like the two in front of her show a distinctive nervousness and discomfort when entering luxury boutiques.

Those who don’t frequently shop luxury don’t have the relaxed demeanor of Mr. Lu.

They look around more, carefully inspecting price tags with curiosity and awe.

The easiest to betray them is their gaze.

The uniform-clad luxury store staff assess them from head to toe with their first look.

Those lacking confidence can hardly meet their gaze head-on, fearful of their humble status being seen through.

Money is a man’s courage,

the foundation for a man to never waver in any setting.

Mr. Lu nodded, patted the two boxes in front of him, and turned to Mou Keyan.

"Pick one you like and try it on?"

"Huh?"

Mou Keyan was startled, and before she could react, the nearby saleswoman immediately came behind her, bending down to pick up a necklace from the box.

"Little princess, may I help you put it on?"

"Ah..."

The senior blushed, quickly bowed her head, reached behind her ears, and took off the swan necklace around her neck, placing it in her bag.

He was right, after all.

Since the joy of shopping lies in looking, trying on wasn’t a problem.

"This one looks good!"

"Wow, darling, the platinum necklace suits your temperament perfectly, as if it was made for you."