Tianxuan Cosmetics Exclusive Area Nian Yaxuan, Zheng Xiaoke, and Lin Wanying, three women linked arm in arm, walked in the front. Following behind were Han Huiming and Shu Zenan, who were shoulder to shoulder, carrying shopping bags and already exhausted like dogs. Finally, Han Huiming couldn't help but pat the shoulders of the three women, "I say, three young ladies, I've never seen you work so hard during our regular long runs, but when it comes to shopping, you seem to have no intention of resting at all?" "With your stamina, it's a pity your parents gave you such a tall stature," Lin Wanying snatched a handbag from his hand, relieving some of his burden. Nian Yaxuan pointed to a counter ahead, "See, we've arrived, this is the last stop." Han Huiming breathed a sigh of relief and clasped his hands together, "Thank you, three big sisters." "No problem, I'll treat you to dinner later!" Zheng Xiaoke lifted her newly acquired handbag, indicating she was flush with cash. Han Huiming thought of something and instantly perked up, "You said it!" The entire building of Yuheng is filled with food, and the fifth floor is even more noble, luxurious, understated, and connotative—in simple terms, it's upscale! "Anything but the fifth floor of Yuheng, you can order whatever you like," Zheng Xiaoke's words shattered Han Huiming's illusions.

The fifth floor of Yuheng is exclusively reserved for VIP private rooms, requiring not only a minimum spending but also offering personalized service from professional chefs, no matter what dish you wish to savor. With some luck, you might even get to taste cuisine prepared by a Michelin three-star chef! As for the cost... not many people in Yuecheng can afford it. Han Huiming tilted his neck, rolled his eyes, stuck out his tongue, and made a hanging gesture with his hand, "Save it, below the fifth floor, I'll treat you to whatever you want." The others were amused by his antics. Nian Yaxuan patted his shoulder, "We're here, we're here. There are sofas over there, go sit down and rest for a bit." The three girls gathered around the counter, chattering away. The salesperson, noticing the set box in Nian Yaxuan's hands, smiled and said, "Hello, madam, this set box is our bestseller. There's only one left. If you like it, you should seize the opportunity." Ah! The last set. Nian Yaxuan looked at the price tag with a pained expression: 129,999. Should she buy it or not? Han Huiming leaned back on the sofa and spoke indifferently, "Sister Nian, I don't know what this invisible female tycoon who rides around in a seven or eight-figure ride every day is hesitating for. It's just a hundred and something thousand, right? I'll make the decision this time. Since you like it so much, just buy it!"

Nian Yaxuan said helplessly, 'The car isn't mine, I'm just using it temporarily!' Indeed, whether it's a seven-figure or eight-figure ride, everything belongs to her husband, not her, so there's nothing for her to show off about. Just then, a commotion suddenly came from not far away. Nian Yaxuan reflexively looked up, and she was startled by what she saw! A few people were walking from the main entrance, led by a man in an expensively tailored dark custom suit that accentuated his upright posture. His dark brown crocodile leather shoes clicked softly on the polished marble floor. His deep eyes were devoid of any fluctuation, exuding an aura of dominance and coldness that made people instinctively give him space. So, this domineering, cold, and aristocratic man was Huo... Oh, no! It was actually her husband?! And he was accompanied by a beautiful woman with fair skin, a stunning appearance, and a perfect figure! It was rare to hear of a woman by Huo Shao's side, and now he was openly taking one shopping. Could it be that their relationship was about to reach a new milestone? Seemingly noticing her gaze, the man within three meters suddenly swept his eyes over. Their eyes met, and Nian Yaxuan's heart skipped a beat, panicking as she looked down at her lipstick. Don't see me, don't see me. No! He doesn't recognize her.

Thinking of this, Nian Yaxuan asked Zheng Xiaoke beside her with feigned calmness, 'Keko, do you think this color suits me?' However, Zheng Xiaoke answered off-topic, excitedly tugging at her sleeve, 'Yaxuan, Yaxuan, you and Young Master Huo are really fated!' This... seems to be the case. Lin Wanying asked, 'Yaxuan, who is the woman beside Young Master Huo?' She wanted to know too. Han Huiming said, 'Brother Nian, do you think Young Master Huo came to find you?' Impossible! Nian Yaxuan looked at the other two women, who were even more infatuated than she was, with a sense of despair, 'Zheng Xiaoke! You're drooling!' Before Zheng Xiaoke could react, a crisp and unfamiliar voice answered her question, 'I don't think it suits you, after all, you can't afford it.' Nian Yaxuan looked up in confusion; the woman speaking to her was the one beside Huo Lingchen, wasn't she? Did they know each other? Mi Jia, with her deep brown perm, hooked her arm around Huo Lingchen's elbow and came up to them. Extending her slender fingers with coffee-colored nails, she elegantly took the lipstick case from Nian Yaxuan's arms, her lips adorned with the most fashionable menstrual red lipstick, she said, 'I'll take this one, wrap it up for me!' After speaking, her gaze boldly sized up Nian Yaxuan.

With a final disdainful smile, it was clear at a glance that she was a college student pretending to be innocent. I really don't know why Young Master Huo would take several glances at this woman. Although she is quite attractive, it's obvious she's not as good-looking as myself, right? Nian Yaxuan's hot temper flared up in an instant, 'What kind of look is that? How do you know I can't afford it? You're just a bit more well-dressed, what else is there to see?' Nian Yaxuan's words were a public slap in the face for Mi Jia, whose complexion immediately turned ugly, 'Where did this poor student come from? Before coming to Shangyang, you should have checked your own status, to see if you're worthy of entering such a high-end mall!' Nian Yaxuan sneered, also sizing up Mi Jia from head to toe, 'Hmph, if we're not worthy, are you? Who gave you the confidence to look down on others? You're just older, which is why you can carry off that dark green fashion ensemble. If you were a young girl like us, you wouldn't wear such a dark green, auntie-style dress!' Well! With her comment about the dark green, auntie-style dress, she not only offended Mi Jia but also inadvertently offended Huo Lingchen. Because the dress Mi Jia was wearing had been picked out by Huo Lingchen just moments ago. Although he had only pointed casually, it was still his choice, and he paid for it! Therefore, she was also indirectly saying that Huo Lingchen had old-fashioned taste...

Actually, to be honest, Mia is only 27 and a half years old this year, and the dress she is wearing is quite attractive. However, when worn by Mia, it fails to achieve that effect. Mia is fair and thin, and it is precisely because of her thinness that she cannot pull off the dress. Simply put, if someone else wore it, they might look N times better in it! These words truly infuriated Mia. As the most pampered princess of the Mi family, everyone usually says pleasant things to her! No one has ever mocked her with sarcasm like Nian Yaxuan! Thinking of her strong support today, Mia took a deep breath, turned around, walked over to Huo Lingchen, and looked at him pitifully, 'President Huo, did you hear that woman say we are old, and even said your taste is outdated?'