"Miss, this is our store's best-selling item..."

"So many people must have it at home? No thanks!"

Su Qingshan held Gujiajia's hand, her critical gaze sweeping over the furniture.

Gujiajia breathed a sigh of relief, staring at the four-digit price tag.

So expensive!

Just a small cabinet cost over eight thousand yuan—might as well rob a bank!

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up instantly, pushing another model.

Someone who hates matching items won't mind high prices!

The wood was solid, the craftsmanship fine. Su Qingshan approved.

"What do you think?"

Su Qingshan whispered near Gujiajia's ear, voice low.

Warm breath brushed Gujiajia's earlobe, snapping her from her price shock.

Her ear tingled and numbed, half her body going limp!

The young girl's cool scent so close!

Gujiajia's mind tangled. She wanted to refuse, but the obedience chocolate controlled her body. She nodded frantically.

"Buy it!"

Su Qingshan declared, not even checking the price.

Two little heiresses!

The shopkeeper's eyes turned to dollar signs, pitching harder.

Spotting the young girl and mature beauty holding hands, he recommended girly furniture.

"We have many kids. Get ten sets of this."

Ten sets!

The shopkeeper nearly fainted with joy. This sale covered a year's revenue!

"Enough?"

Su Qingshan turned to Gujiajia.

The martial arts school had many children, but space was limited.

"This is too pricey. Maybe skip it?"

Gujiajia avoided the shopkeeper's eager stare, whispering shyly.

Afraid of being looked down on.

Her own poverty meant nothing—but she couldn't let the young girl suffer that shame!

She covered her mouth, leaning close to Su Qingshan's ear.

Su Qingshan's fragrance overwhelmed her. She accidentally brushed the girl's cool earlobe—unlike her warm skin.

Gujiajia blushed and jerked back, as if burned.

"Don't like it?"

Su Qingshan eyed the chosen furniture.

It seemed suitable, but Gujiajia knew the kids' preferences best.

Seeing Su Qingshan ready to swap it—and recalling each pricier recommendation—Gujiajia squeezed her hand.

"No, I like it!"

Gujiajia rushed to say.

The shopkeeper seized the chance, praising the furniture wildly.

Watching Su Qingshan wave grandly, Gujiajia felt the debt pile higher. When would she ever repay it?

"You need a new bed."

Su Qingshan glanced at the beds, recalling their shared night, and stated firmly.

She pulled Gujiajia onto one to test it.

Soft blankets wrapped them, melting away shopping fatigue.

On the wide bed, the young girl and mature beauty lay side by side.

Gujiajia nearly drifted to sleep.

She rolled over, propping on her elbows. "My bed's comfortable. No need."

Their clasped hands grew sweaty.

"We've shared a bed before. Replace it."

Su Qingshan tested the mattress. Perfect.

Gujiajia, under the obedience chocolate's effect, couldn't oppose her decisions!

She could only watch her debt soar.

They couldn't haul the furniture alone.

After installers left, kids stared at the renewed martial arts school, cheering.

"Is this really ours? So beautiful!"

"Shiny new!" A little boy perched on a stool, eyes sparkling.

A little girl pounced onto a bed.

"So soft! So warm! I love it!"

Su Qingshan smiled, watching the children explore every corner excitedly.

Gujiajia saw their pure joy—happy yet heartbroken for their past hardships.

Su Qingshan led Gujiajia to her room, sitting on the plush bed.

She adored this bed, almost as good as her own.

"Big sister will sleep comfortably every night."

Her tone held meaning.

Gujiajia flushed.

Small heads peeked through the doorway, big eyes watching the pretty sister and Sect Leader.

Gujiajia remembered the girl's hand on her thigh before the kids. Her face burned.

No repeats today!

"The pretty sister has gifts! Gather in the hall—she'll hand them out!"

Su Qingshan saw the kids too, sensing Gujiajia's embarrassment, and dropped the teasing.

Gujiajia called them in, sending them to fetch others.

The little girl dashed off, remembering last time's presents.

All kids assembled. Su Qingshan and Gujiajia brought out the gifts.

"This is a tangram. Fit these colored pieces into the frame."

Su Qingshan demonstrated with a triangle.

When the pieces locked perfectly, kids gasped.

She scrambled them, letting children try.

They huddled together, thrilled.

Beyond tangrams, Su Qingshan brought building blocks, talking dolls, puzzles.

The kids adored this gift-giving sister.

This time's toys had more play—children tugged Su Qingshan eagerly.

Gujiajia was surrounded by little girls too, but watching Su Qingshan mobbed, she wanted to cry.

This was the Dark Dragon—a villain!

Don't trust the bad guy, kids!

They believed the Dark Dragon blindly. What schemes did she hide? Would she hurt them?

Gujiajia worried endlessly for the innocent children.