After giving Chen Shasha her instructions, Su Yun returned to her room and changed into the outfit she’d tried on earlier.

At that moment, a breathtakingly beautiful girl gazed into the mirror, her face flushed with shyness.

Su Yun had already tried on plenty of outfits by herself, including looks like a short skirt with black stockings.

But now she was actually going out in public.

Whatever. No turning back now.

Finishing the mission and saving the world mattered more.

After getting changed, Su Yun went to the living room. Chen Shasha, who was sitting on the sofa, sprang to her feet.

Chen Shasha stared straight at Su Yun.

As expected, the Divine Maiden was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. She was going on a date with a man, and she’d dressed so boldly…

And the Divine Maiden really knew her stuff. She even knew to wear black stockings, paired with a short skirt and just a few centimeters of pale, snow-white skin left exposed—the kind of gap that left plenty to the imagination.

The Divine Maiden was giving it her all. Chen Shasha had to do her best, too.

…

Su Yun called a Didi and had the driver come straight to the entrance of her apartment complex.

She waited until the car was almost there before heading downstairs with Chen Shasha.

But it was already past six in the evening, right in the middle of rush hour.

Almost every elevator wasn’t just occupied—it was packed with people…

“Ding-dong—”

The elevator doors slid open with a chime, and everyone inside turned to stare at Su Yun.

It wasn’t their fault. The girl in front of them was impossible to miss.

After staring at her breathtakingly beautiful face for a while…

Their gazes drifted downward, settling on the strip of pale skin between her short skirt and black stockings.

Su Yun didn’t have time to worry about that now. She hurried into the elevator.

It wasn’t as if a few glances would hurt her.

Once they were downstairs, Su Yun hurried into the car she’d ordered with Chen Shasha.

Since they were sitting during the ride…

Su Yun crossed her legs without thinking, so she wouldn’t accidentally flash anyone—or let the driver see anything in the rearview mirror.

Who would’ve thought she’d developed a woman’s sense of modesty?

6:55 p.m.

Su Yun and Chen Shasha arrived right on time at a Chinese restaurant called Chu Yun.

Just from the outside, with its stylish sign and its location in a busy area…

It was obvious this place was way out of her price range.

But that was in her previous life.

Now she had a hundred million yuan in her bank account.

Having money gave her confidence. She wasn’t about to be intimidated by this little Chinese restaurant—not even with Chu Feng waiting inside. She’d already thought of a plan.

Su Yun strode toward the entrance.

Several members of the staff hurried over to greet them.

“Excuse me, are you Miss Su?” a staff member asked.

“Yes.” Su Yun nodded.

“This way, please. Mr. Chu Feng has reserved a table for you.”

…

Su Yun grumbled inwardly. There wasn’t a single customer in the restaurant, so what was the point of reserving a table?

A staff member led them farther inside.

The light around them gradually dimmed.

They arrived in a hall with only one table in it.

“Pop—”

A sound like a party popper going off rang out.

One by one, candles began to glow around them.

In the candlelight, scattered rose petals covered the floor.

“Congratulations! You’re the 1,314th couple to dine at our restaurant. To celebrate, we’re giving you our deluxe candlelit dinner for free. We hope you enjoy your meal and live happily ever after!” a staff member announced.

…

Chu Feng was already seated across from the only table.

Su Yun steeled herself and led Chen Shasha over to him.

“Remember, just call me Su Yun later. Don’t give us away,” Su Yun whispered.

“Got it.”

Chen Shasha silently gave her boss a thumbs-up. Anyone could tell that President Chu had arranged this scene in advance. And he even had the nerve to call the candlelit dinner a free gift.

When Su Yun and Chen Shasha reached Chu Feng, he politely pulled out chairs for both women.

He’d already realized there were two of them when they reached the front desk. But that was fine—he could just have another chair brought over.

There was nothing wrong with a beautiful girl bringing her best friend along on a date.

Without even realizing it, Chu Feng had started applying a double standard.

In the past, if a woman he was only meeting out of obligation brought along someone unrelated to their date, he might have walked out on the spot.

But today, after seeing Su Yun show up in black stockings and a short skirt, Chu Feng couldn’t care less about any of that.

Chu Feng let his imagination run wild.

This beautiful girl must be interested in him. Why else would she wear such an alluring outfit to meet him?

…

Su Yun and Chu Feng sat facing each other, while Chen Shasha took the seat beside them.

“May I ask who this is?” Chu Feng asked.

“Chen Shasha, my best friend.”

Su Yun answered as planned. Now it was Chen Shasha’s turn. She hoped her friend wouldn’t let her down.

“Hello, I’m Chen Shasha. I work at Chutian Fengyun Company,” Chen Shasha said, opening with her job title.

“Oh? Then do you know who I am?”

“Of course. I’m just a nobody, so naturally you wouldn’t know me. But I’ve seen you before,” Chen Shasha said.

“Enough about me. Tell me, how did you and Xiao Yun meet?”

“That night…”

After a brief explanation…

“President Chu, you were so brave. No wonder Su Yun’s always talking about you,” Chen Shasha said.

Huh?

Su Yun looked completely baffled. I talk about him?

“Su Yun tried on clothes for ages to get ready for this date. I was waiting at her place for so long I nearly got impatient. Looks like Xiao Yun really cares about this date,” Chen Shasha said with great feeling.

Su Yun gave Chen Shasha a gentle nudge with her foot, hinting that she should talk about something else.

What was that about taking forever to try on clothes, meaning she really cared about this date? That hadn’t happened at all.

“Oh? Did you pick out this outfit especially for me today, Xiao Yun?” Chu Feng asked with a smile. Just as he’d thought: their feelings were mutual.

Chu Feng looked at Su Yun, waiting eagerly for her answer.

Su Yun didn’t want to answer. She looked to Chen Shasha again, signaling for her to speak instead.

“Of course. Xiao Yun dressed up for you. She’s just too shy to say it herself, but she’s very grateful for everything you’ve done for her,” Chen Shasha said.

Su Yun complained inwardly, What the hell? I didn’t dress up for Chu Feng! I did it for the mission, not for that jerk.

Just then, the waitstaff began bringing out the dishes one by one. Exquisite Chinese dishes were placed on the table.

Even a single cabbage leaf had been painstakingly carved.

“To show how grateful Xiao Yun is, she’d like to offer you a toast.”

With that, Chen Shasha picked up the red wine and poured half a glass for Su Yun.

Then she poured some into Chu Feng’s glass.

How could a perfect evening be complete without a little wine?

Chen Shasha giggled to herself. She really was an effortlessly brilliant wingwoman.

Su Yun looked at the glass of red wine in front of her.

She hesitated. She could only handle an average amount of alcohol.