Chapter 71 Su Manyu's Reward: Black Stockings or White Stockings?
"Little darling, this is something I specifically prepared for you—a 'private customization.' Don't you want to take a look?"
Su Manyu's voice carried a charm that could make one's bones go soft, especially those soul-stirring peach-blossom eyes that were staring unblinkingly at Jiang Chen.
After the wild party at Cloud Top Villa, early the next morning, Jiang Chen was picked up by Su Manyu in a stretched luxury flying car.
Nominally, it was to go to the "Treasure Pavilion" to process the massive amount of resources confiscated from the Wang family, but in reality... those in the know, know.
The interior of the car was extremely spacious, covered with a soft Persian rug, and there was even a small bar in the middle.
Jiang Chen was sprawled on the leather sofa without any image, hugging that pillow which already had a "Empress scent" on it, looking completely listless.
"So sleepy... Why wake me up so early? Didn't we agree the money would be transferred directly to my account?"
Su Manyu was wearing a slim-fitting cheongsam today, with a slit that was shockingly high. As she poured the wine, that flash of snow-white skin was visible intermittently. She held a glass of red wine, sat down next to Jiang Chen, and the fragrance unique to a mature woman instantly enveloped him.
"Money is a trivial matter." Su Manyu took a light sip of red wine, her red lips slightly parted, "What's important is that I missed you."
She extended her slender, jade-like fingers and gently traced Jiang Chen's chest, "Besides, although your pajamas are comfortable, they are mass-produced goods after all. I have hired the best tailor in the entire Federation to custom-make a 'Dream Battle Robe' for you. This requires close-fitting measurements, you know."
Jiang Chen's eyelids twitched.
Close-fitting measurements?
He glanced at Su Manyu's eyes, which seemed like they could drip water, and then looked down at his spongebob pajamas.
"Um... Sister Su, I think the spongebob ones are quite good, they're breathable."
"Stop talking nonsense." Su Manyu glared at him coquettishly, "You'll know when we get there."
Treasure Pavilion, the biggest den of indulgence in the Imperial Capital. There is nothing you can't think of, and nothing you can't buy here.
Jiang Chen was brought to the exclusive VIP area on the top floor.
There were no dazzling goods here, only a few rows of racks filled with various fabrics, and... a huge full-length mirror.
"Come, take off your clothes."
Su Manyu took out a soft measuring tape and said with a smile.
"Here?" Jiang Chen looked around, "Isn't that inappropriate? In broad daylight..."
"What are you afraid of? This is my territory; even a fly can't get in." Su Manyu stepped forward and actually started unbuttoning Jiang Chen's clothes herself, "Or... are you shy?"
Jiang Chen was helpless and could only let her have her way.
When the pajamas slipped off, revealing that sturdy and explosive physique, Su Manyu's breathing clearly quickened. The appreciation in her eyes was undisguised, and there was even a hint of greed.
"Tsk tsk tsk, these lines... they look much better than those brutes who only know how to train their muscles to death."
She picked up the measuring tape and began "measuring."
Only, the way she measured... was somewhat indecent.
When measuring the chest, her body was almost pressed against Jiang Chen's back; when measuring the waist, her hand "accidentally" slipped into his waistband; when measuring the leg length...
"Sister Su, that's the root of my thigh, not my calf." Jiang Chen took a deep breath and held down that mischievous hand.
"Oh my, I measured wrong." Su Manyu blinked innocently, but her hand showed no intention of moving away, "By the way, to match this set of pajamas, I've also prepared some 'accessories'."
She snapped her fingers.
Two maids pushed a small cart in.
On the cart were two pairs of exquisite silk stockings. One pair was black silk full of temptation, embroidered with dark gold rose patterns; the other pair was pure white silk, exuding a faint pearlescent glow.
"Pick one." Su Manyu pointed to the silk stockings, "These are prepared for your 'body pillow'. Which style do you like? Black silk for the 'cold beauty' vibe, or white silk for the 'pure and alluring' vibe?"
Jiang Chen was stunned.
Prepared for the body pillow?
In his mind, an image of Iliya wearing these two pairs of silk stockings instantly emerged... and Mu Qingxue... and even the Empress...
"Hiss—"
Jiang Chen gasped, feeling his nose getting a bit hot.
This was a death trap!
"Only children make choices." Jiang Chen said righteously, "I want them all! After all... my bed is big, and I have more than one body pillow."
"Greedy ghost." Su Manyu poked his forehead, her eyes full of smiles.
Just as the atmosphere between the two was perfect, and Su Manyu was preparing for further "measurements."
"Bang!"
The door to the VIP room was violently pushed open.
A cold current strong enough to freeze the air instantly swept across the room.
Mu Qingxue was still in her professional attire, but at this moment, she was surrounded by cold air, and those ice-blue eyes seemed to hide two knives.
"Su Manyu! What are you doing to my student?!"
Mu Qingxue strode in, pulled Jiang Chen behind her, and glared at Su Manyu like a mother lion protecting her food.
She had originally come to bring Jiang Chen some supplements, but as soon as she reached the door, she heard the "tiger and wolf words" inside, things like "take it off," "so big," "want them all"...
Could this be endured?!
"Oh my, why is Teacher Mu here?" Su Manyu was not at all flustered, and even deliberately straightened her collar, which wasn't even messy, "We are conducting serious academic research—on the 'relationship between sleep comfort and fabric materials.' Does Teacher Mu want to join?"
"Shameless!"
Mu Qingxue was trembling with anger, "You are inducing a minor to commit a crime!"
"A minor?" Su Manyu covered her mouth and chuckled, "Jiang Chen is a freshman, he has long been an adult. Besides... Teacher Mu, why are you so nervous? Could it be... you also want to 'measure' him?"
"You!"
Mu Qingxue was poked in a sore spot, and her face instantly turned red. She had indeed thought about it; after all, Jiang Chen's figure... ahem.
Jiang Chen, caught in the middle, was currently in pain and happy at the same time.
On his left was the hot and enchanting rich sister, and on his right was the cold and ascetic ice-mountain mentor.
This Shura field... is more exciting than a battlefield!
"Um... two sisters, can you please let me put my clothes on first?"
Jiang Chen raised his hand weakly, "The air conditioning is set too low, it's a bit cold."
"Shut up!" The two women shouted in unison.
Jiang Chen: "..."
Fine, I'd better just shut up.
Just at this tense moment, a commotion suddenly came from downstairs.
"Get Jiang Chen to come out!"
An extremely arrogant voice, amplified by True Qi, spread throughout the entire Treasure Pavilion.
"I am the top-ranked student on the Junior Dragon-Tiger List—Zhao Ritian! I heard there's a freshman who is very arrogant, daring to kill even a Grandmaster? Today, I, your father, will teach him a lesson on how to be a human!"
Zhao Ritian?
This name... is it a bit too casual?
Jiang Chen frowned.
"Who is this? So lacking in public morality, don't they know that making noise in public places is prohibited?"
A hint of coldness flashed in Su Manyu's eyes: "It's someone from the Zhao family. The Zhao family is attached to the Wang family. Now that Wang Xiaotian is dead, they have come to play the vanguard."
"Zhao Ritian?" Jiang Chen put on his pajamas and a cold sneer curled the corner of his mouth, "The name sounds quite loud, I just don't know... if he's durable."
He walked to the window and looked down.
He saw a young man wearing golden battle armor and holding a long spear, acting arrogant on the street. Behind him followed a group of seniors watching the excitement.
"Jiang Chen! You coward! If you have the guts, come down and fight me one-on-one!"
Zhao Ritian was still shouting.
Jiang Chen yawned and shouted downstairs:
"Um... Zhao what-day?"
"Come up. Remember to bring a greeting gift; I don't accept trash."
After speaking, he turned to look at the two beauties who were confronting each other, revealing a helpless smile.
"It seems that today's measurement can only be paused. Someone is rushing to die, I have to go... fulfill his wish."