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Sometimes a woman's intuition can be terrifyingly accurate, a fact that science cannot explain. Standing in front of Ouyang Zhirou felt like lying on an operating table; everything about me was laid bare in her eyes.
Although I bluntly told her it was impossible, that didn’t mean she would believe me. She remained silent, merely pursing her lips, her eyes blinking rapidly as if lost in thought.
My home wasn't far from the mall; it was just across the street. Ouyang Zhirou quickly brushed aside what had just happened and, once outside, took off like a wild horse, dragging me along into the mall.
“Wait, wait! I'm in slippers!” I protested.
She let go of my hand and crossed her arms over her chest. “Oh come on, you're such a buzzkill! Can’t you at least tidy up before going out? Are you short on cash from your dad or something?”
“So what? This is comfortable!” I shot back.
Her retort was cut off by my words, and she rolled her eyes. “Men really are single-celled organisms!”
Once inside the mall, Ouyang Zhirou seemed to shed all restraint. With a wave of her hand, she declared, “I want this one, and this one! Pack up the rest!”
To the salespeople, her words were like rain after a long drought—finally, a big spender had arrived! They all suddenly became overly polite. “Good day, ma’am! May I ask if you’ll be paying or will your husband be handling it?”
This struck a chord with Ouyang Zhirou; she felt a rush of satisfaction and couldn’t help but smile as she leaned against me and playfully said, “Of course he’s my husband!”
“Oh wow, you’re so lucky! Not only are you beautiful, but you also have such a handsome and loving husband. Truly a match made in heaven!”
At that moment, Ouyang Zhirou was overjoyed. She kept poking me with her finger while her gaze lingered on my face.
The top salesperson was indeed the top salesperson; no matter where they went, they thrived.
No one dislikes hearing compliments; I’m no exception. I pulled out a card from my pocket and handed it to her with just two words: “Charge it.”
With those two words, I exuded the charm of a man!
Before long, the transaction was complete. The salesperson handed back my card with both hands and said, “Sir, since you and your wife have purchased so many items from our store, we’ll pack them up and deliver them right to your doorstep. Does that sound good?”
I had been worried about how to carry all these items home; this was just what I needed. “Perfect! Thank you! It’s the Aoshi Haoting building behind this mall.”
Upon hearing "Aoshi Haoting," the salesperson slightly trembled. No wonder he was so generous; he must be from a wealthy family living in Aoshi Haoting. “Of course, sir! That’s what we’re here for. Please take your time!”
Once outside, Ouyang Zhirou took my hand and hummed a little tune as she bounced along happily. “Zhao Lun, they really know how to flatter!”
“Can you blame them? You practically cleared out their store!”
“What did they say that was so flattering?”
"Sure, let's go to the third floor. I still have a lot of things to buy," she said.
Hand in hand, we strolled slowly, resembling a young couple in the throes of love. Ouyang Zhirou was strikingly beautiful, with a great figure and an elegant demeanor. She had even dressed up nicely for our shopping trip, which drew the attention of many passersby—men and women, old and young alike. However, when they saw me holding her hand, they paused, contemplating whether to approach us for my contact information.
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