Overnight Hit: Vicious Stepmother and Genius Son
Chapter 334 Can I Help You?

Chapter 334: Chapter 334 Can I Help You?

Fu Shinuan’s eyes turned red as Cheng Shaoqing spoke, she feigned grievance and shook her head continuously.

Yet Cheng Shaoqing remained unmoved. He pulled out his wallet, took out a card, and handed it to Fu Shinuan, "Take this card and buy yourself a dress. I’ll pick you up Friday evening, and let me remind you one more time not to provoke Ye Zhenzhen."

With her eyes still red, Fu Shinuan had entirely forgotten about any Ye Zhenzhen. She quietly focused on the card in Cheng Shaoqing’s hand, a sly gleam passing in her eyes, yet her voice remained pitiful, "Shaoqing, this card... I can’t take it..."

She really wanted it, but she had to put on an act.

Cheng Shaoqing frowned, "This card isn’t entirely for you, it’s just for buying the dress. You’re to return it to me on Friday evening."

It was merely to find a companion who wouldn’t get talked about and whom he wouldn’t have to be responsible for – he certainly wouldn’t just hand over a black card to her. He wasn’t that foolish!

Letting Fu Shinuan buy a dress was simply to ensure she wouldn’t embarrass him on Friday evening, nothing more.

Instantly, Fu Shinuan felt less aggrieved. She slowly reached out to take the card. She wanted to ask for the pin, but Cheng Shaoqing said it out loud before she could...

She repeated the password several times in her mind until she memorized it.

Suddenly, Cheng Shaoqing spoke to the driver, "Stop at the next intersection."

Fu Shinuan: "?"

"Just get out ahead; I need to go to the antique street and don’t have time to drop you off."

Fu Shinuan nodded, "Oh..."

"Remember what I said."

"I remember." After saying that, Fu Shinuan got out of the car.

Cheng Shaoqing sat in the car without glancing at her, "Drive."

Once the car was far away, Fu Shinuan took out the black card, her expression transforming from the pitiful one in the car to one of delight, and then she mockingly waved goodbye in the direction of Cheng Shaoqing’s departing car, "This card is pretty nice~"

...

Meanwhile, at the GK store.

After Cheng Shaoqing left with Fu Shinuan, the astute salesclerk invited Song Jin and Ye Zhenzhen to sit down by the side and then handed a tablet to Song Jin, "Sir, all our dresses are here, you may wish to select another."

They had all heard it just moments ago – this gentleman had said he would buy a dress for Ye Zhenzhen.

Song Jin took the tablet, his fingertips sliding softly across the screen, his eyes scrutinizing it seriously.

Zhenzhen, sitting beside him, whispered, "Mr. Song, you really don’t have to buy me a dress specifically. I think the one I’m wearing now is quite nice.

Spending so much money just to wear it for a few hours at the dinner, and after it ends, it’s unlikely to be worn again, it feels a bit wasteful."

At her words, the corner of Song Jin’s lips curved into a slight smile, he then beckoned to the salesclerk, "This set, and these two sets, get them ready."

The salesclerk leaned in to take a quick look and smiled, "Alright, please wait a moment."

Then the man turned and warmly replied to the woman, "I’ve picked out a few sets; you choose the one you like best. Leave the rest to me."

Buying clothes for his woman, what a waste that wouldn’t be.

"I really like the set I’m trying on now."

Mainly because it was free, and wearing it for just a few hours when it cost millions or tens of millions just didn’t seem worth it. With that kind of money, it seemed better to donate to those in need, especially since she was attending a charity gala.

Song Jin lowered his gaze, took another look at the dress Ye Zhenzhen was wearing, and said, "That set won’t do; pick another."

She was already wearing his overcoat, and yet he still thought the fabric of the dress was a bit lacking...

Despite the gentle tone of the man’s voice, there was an indescribable assertiveness to his words. Ye Zhenzhen, trying to justify her preference based on her wearing experience, said, "You know these dresses are troublesome to put on and off, and their styles are similar..."

Song Jin captured a hint of coquettish intent in the woman’s soft, gentle voice. He knitted his brows, seeming to ponder seriously before quickly offering a solution, "Then shall I help you?"

Ye Zhenzhen gazed at the man’s handsome face, picking up on his suggestion, "Sure, you try them on, and I’ll wait here for you."

"Cough~" Song Jin was taken aback by her words and choked. He looked at her face, brimming with mirth, a light smile on his lips, "Mrs. Song, that joke is a bit too much for me to catch. But..."

He stopped mid-sentence, leaning closer to her ear, "The offer I made just now was serious."

Ye Zhenzhen: ...

At that moment, the salesclerk came over and said respectfully to Ye Zhenzhen, "Mrs. Ye, please follow me."

Ye Zhenzhen wanted to say something else to the man but didn’t quite know what. She cleared her throat slightly and prepared to stand up and follow the salesclerk to the fitting room.

As she stood up, the breeze she created carried the man’s fresh and cool fragrance – it was very pleasant. Moreover, she felt like the warmth of his breath from when he was speaking lingered on her neck, warm and ticklish...