Wang Haoran stopped his McLaren outside the sales office and sent a message to Yang Jingwan.
After a whileâŠ
âWang Shao, did you wait long?â
Yang Jingwan, who had just finished work, saw the message and hurried over without even changing out of her work clothes.
âJust arrived.â
âWhy didnât you dress up maturely?â Yang Jingwan looked at Wang Haoran, who was wearing casual clothes and asked in surprise.
âYou canât expect me to wear a suit and leather shoes to go to class, can you?â Wang Haoran joked.
âHehe, yeah, Iâm being silly.â Yang Jingwan apologized.
âBut Iâm curious, why do you want me to dress up more maturely?â Wang Haoran deliberately asked.
âWellâŠâ Yang Jingwan hesitated to speak.
âJust say it if you have something to say.â
âActually, I and my classmates agreed to bring my husband to the Class Reunion, soâŠâ Yang Jingwan blushed as she spoke.
âSo you want me to pretend to be your husband?â Wang Haoran laughed.
He thought, if Su Lang, the God of War, knew about this, he would probably be so angry that he would spit blood.
âUm.â Yang Jingwan nodded with a red face.
âIs that all? No problem, letâs go then.â
âJust like that, to the reunion?â Yang Jingwan was surprised.
âOf course not. Didnât you say the reunion starts at 7 PM in the evening? We still have time to prepare, so get in the car.â
Yang Jingwan got into the passenger seat of the McLaren and asked, âWhere are we going?â
âOf course, weâre going to change our look a bit.â Saying that, Wang Haoran stepped on the accelerator hard, and the seat gave a push-back feeling as the McLaren shot out.
Yang Jingwan was startled.
It was her first time riding in a supercar and she felt a bit uncomfortable, but also thrilled.
âWhat brand of supercar is this?â Yang Jingwan looked at the weird-looking logo on the steering wheel and felt unfamiliar with it, so she curiously asked.
She had limited knowledge of supercar brands and only recognized those with names related to animals such as bulls and horses. For the rest, she really had no idea.
âMcLaren,â Wang Haoran replied.
This car belonged to Tang Bingyun.
Last night, while having dinner with Tang Bingyun, he casually mentioned that the car was cool. Tang Bingyun then gave him the keys and told him to drive it however he wanted.
Since he needed a car today, Wang Haoran drove the McLaren over.
âMcLaren?â Yang Jingwan was stunned and felt like she had never heard of it before. Thinking this, she asked:
âSo this car must cost around a million, right?â
In her mind, McLaren was not as well-known as bulls and horses, so it must be cheaper than them.
Her understanding was not entirely wrong, but the specific price would depend on the configuration of the supercar.
âAbout that,â Wang Haoran didnât explain much, just smiled.
At a gathering like this where people tried to show off, there would inevitably be plot twists.
Wang Haoran cut off Su Langâs opportunity to shine and came to the party with Yang Jingwan.
So how could he drive an inexpensive supercar over?
Before long, the two drove to the Qingling Global Mall.
It took Wang Haoran about ten minutes to pick out an outfit.
With his sharp and clean facial features, Wang Haoran looked much more mature in this suit and leather shoes.
The process of buying clothes went smoothly, and the shop assistants were enthusiastic to the point of being overly so.
After all, he wasnât the protagonist in those dog-blooded and sensational novels, but a supervillain.
Naturally, he couldnât possibly encounter the kind of situation where the shop assistants looked down on him and then he had to act arrogant to save face.
âIs this okay?â Wang Haoran thought it was pretty good, so he asked Yang Jingwan.
But he didnât see any response from Yang Jingwan.
He turned his head to look.
She saw Yang Jingwan staring straight at her, eyes blinking absentmindedly.
[Ding! The Host stirs up the heart of the heroine, Yang Jingwan.
Receiving 200 Villain Points!]
Wang Haoran received the system prompt and was secretly pleased.
The change brought by this increase in charm was really obvious, and just by dressing up and relying on appearance, he could stir up the heart of the heroine.
âMiss Yang, are you okay?â Seeing Yang Jingwanâs lack of response for a long time, Wang Haoran deliberately raised his voice and asked.
Yang Jingwan was shocked back to reality, and realising that she had lost control, she felt very embarrassed and couldnât help but lower her head slightly.
âIs my outfit okay?â Wang Haoran repeated his question.
âItâs not just okay, itâs simply stunning!â
Upon hearing his question, Yang Jingwan looked at Wang Haoran again and praised him from the bottom of her heart.
With this dressing up, Wang Haoran looked several years older and matched well with herself.
If she said that he was her husband at a Class Reunion, her classmates would definitely not doubt it.
Thinking like this, Yang Jingwan looked in the mirror and suddenly became a little worried.
When Wang Haoran rushed her, she forgot to change out of her uniform.
If she went like this, she would look too shabby compared to Wang Haoranâs image.
âLetâs go to the womenâs section and look around.â Wang Haoran noticed Yang Jingwanâs change in expression and immediately said.
âOkay.â Yang Jingwan had the same idea and nodded immediately.
The two of them went to the womenâs section.
âTry all of these sets of dresses.â Wang Haoran picked several beautiful dresses and said to Yang Jingwan.
When Yang Jingwan saw the dresses, she thought they were quite beautiful and immediately had the idea to try them on.
However, when she saw the scary prices on them, she immediately became flustered and said, âMaybe I should pick something else.â
âJust try them on, you donât have to buy them. Come on.â Wang Haoran encouraged her.
âOkay.â
Yang Jingwan saw that the dresses were indeed beautiful, so she went along with Wang Haoranâs suggestion.
She tried on three of them, and every time she came out of the fitting room, she would ask Wang Haoranâs opinion.
In the end, they both agreed that one pale pink dress that reached just above the knee was the most beautiful, intellectual, and elegant.
It exuded a goddess-like aura.
However, when Yang Jingwan saw the price, she realized she could not afford it.
The dress cost 290,000 yuan, which was too expensive.
Although she liked it very much, she had to give up.
On the other hand, Wang Haoran paid for it directly with his card.
Yang Jingwan was shocked to see this.
âIâm your husband now. Itâs normal for a husband to pay for his wifeâs purchases, isnât it?â Wang Haoran said before Yang Jingwan could say anything.
âButâŠâ
âEnough with the âbutâ, we already picked the dresses. However, they look a bit plain and odd, letâs go pick some jewelleryâ
Without waiting for Yang Jingwanâs objections, Wang Haoran grabbed her hand and led her towards another part of the mall.
Yang Jingwan tried to pull her hand away but couldnât, so she gave up and let Wang Haoran lead her.
As the handsome man and beautiful woman walked hand in hand through the mall, they attracted many envious looks.
Yang Jingwanâs heart inexplicably swelled with joy. She had a feeling of being in love.
This feeling was both beautiful and intoxicating.
[Ding! The heroine, Yang Jingwan, has experienced an increase in her favourability toward the Host by 10.
The current total favourability is 65 (Heartfelt Love).]