359: Beach Vacation Routine (Part 3)

On the last day of the vacation, the salty sea breeze crashed against the villa's French windows, leaving winding water marks.

Shang Wan Ning curled up in the chaise longue in the living room, her fingers tracing the high-hanging light screen.

Xiao Si was synchronizing the latest incense offerings data from the Ativi Continent, the golden-red numbers jumping merrily.

Ling Qi sat on the single sofa nearby, an ancient thread-bound book spread open on her lap. Her eyes, behind her gold-rimmed glasses, occasionally swept over Shang Wan Ning's profile before quickly returning to the pages.

Olexia leaned against the bar counter, idly twirling a stemmed glass, the claret liquid shimmering with fragmented light.

Liya, on the other hand, hugged a coconut, sitting cross-legged on the carpet, her mint-green skirt swaying. Suddenly, she let out a cry of

"Your Majesty, the butler just said that the island's tailor shop has many new summer outfits and needs models to try them on."

She held up the half-eaten coconut shell, her eyes sparkling.

Shang Wan Ning looked up, the numbers on the light screen just settling on an auspicious figure.

She turned off the light screen and leaned back against the chair.

"Beep! Five hundred thousand incense points have been deducted. The venue is booked until midnight," Xiao Si's electronic voice echoed in her sea of consciousness.

The female butler was highly efficient; in less than half an hour, the living room had transformed.

Crystal chandeliers hung with staggered silver threads, and matte velvet curtains were drawn over the French windows, leaving a white-carpeted aisle in the middle.

At the end were four gilded single sofas, precisely where Shang Wan Ning and the others would sit.

"Ladies, are you ready?" The female butler, in a well-fitted tailcoat, bowed and gestured.

Wisdom was hidden in the fine lines around her eyes, and her gaze, as it swept over the four, held a knowing smile.

[Tsk, the Gaydar is ringing again.]

Liya was the first to settle down, still clutching a piece of unfinished dried mango, her emerald eyes wide and round.

Olexia chose the sofa closest to the bar. As soon as she sat down, she raised her chin at the female butler:

"Yes, madam."

Ling Qi sat next to Shang Wan Ning, the ancient book in her hand having been put away at some point, her two fingers subconsciously touching the carvings on the armrest.

Shang Wan Ning turned her head to look at her, then suddenly reached out and pinched her earlobe:

Ling Qi's ear tips instantly flushed, and she shifted half an inch sideways:

"Heh, that's for the best." Shang Wan Ning chuckled, her divine sense returning to the aisle entrance.

The first group of models walked out to the beat, all with flaxen long hair, their camisole dresses adorned with tiny shells... Liya couldn't help but exclaim,

Olexia took a sip of champagne, raised an eyebrow, and commented,

Ling Qi's ears turned red again. She picked up the lemonade in front of her and took a big gulp.

Shang Wan Ning smiled without speaking, merely tapping her knee. Her gaze fell on an indigo backless long dress, its color strikingly similar to AQi's surfboard from the day before.

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[Hmm, Secretary-General looks good in this; it shows off the spring scenery on her back...]

The thought had just arisen when Shang Wan Ning suddenly noticed Ling Qi looking her way. Their eyes met, and the latter hastily averted her gaze, her ears flushing even more intensely.

The second group wore casual cotton outfits, loose shirts paired with high-waisted shorts, and the models walked with effortless ease.

Shang Wan Ning pointed to a smoke-gray suit:

Ling Qi looked up:

"If I tell you to wear it, then wear it." Shang Wan Ning interrupted her, tapping her fingertips on the back of Ling Qi's hand.

"Don't always wear those rigid uniforms; I'll get tired of it..."

Olexia laughed, playing peacemaker:

Liya wasn't idle either, pointing at a mint-green puffy dress and nodding vigorously:

The lights on both sides of the stage dimmed, and a spotlight shone on the end of the aisle. The female butler walked out in high heels, holding four gilded invitations.

"Next is the new lingerie show. If you ladies find it presumptuous, you can stop it now."

Her gaze swept among the four of them.

Shang Wan Ning and Olexia's interaction, Ling Qi's almost instinctive attention to Shang Wan Ning, and Liya, though naive, always clinging to Olexia... This situation, even a fool could see something.

Shang Wan Ning paused, her hand on her knee, then suddenly smiled:

Olexia whistled, raising her glass to the female butler:

The music changed tune, becoming more lingering.

Models walked out in various lingerie—lace, satin, embroidered—their skin glowing with a healthy, youthful radiance under the lights, yet not vulgar.

Liya stared, her eyes wide, and quietly asked Olexia:

Olexia, with the tone of someone experienced, said:

Shang Wan Ning's gaze fell on a black and gold set, with thin chain straps and a hollowed-out pattern at the lower back.

It was exactly like the design of her bikini!!!

She turned her head to look at Ling Qi, who was staring at the floor.

"Stare—"

[Indeed, she's more uninhibited in private.]

Shang Wan Ning thought, then deliberately raised her voice:

Ling Qi suddenly looked up, directly facing a pearl-white lace lingerie set. The model was walking in front of them, the ties at her lower back... Her face instantly flushed crimson, almost making her spring from the sofa:

"Hmm?" Shang Wan Ning feigned ignorance.

"Not suitable? What about that silver-gray set? It looks quite sharp."

Olexia laughed so hard she couldn't straighten up, bumping Liya with her elbow:

Liya nodded, half-understanding, and pointed to a cute mint-green set:

"OK!"

When the lingerie show ended, the female butler walked over with a tablet:

Shang Wan Ning pointed to the black and gold and the pearl white sets:

Ling Qi's face instantly turned even redder. Just as she was about to object, Shang Wan Ning glared her back into silence.

Olexia chose two sets of claret lace, and Liya wouldn't let go of the one with bunny ears.

After noting down the styles, the female butler handed over several catalogs:

"No need."

Shang Wan Ning directly interrupted, tapping her finger on the catalog,

The smile in the female butler's eyes deepened, and she bowed before retreating.

[Indeed, pretty sisters only play with pretty sisters.]