The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO-Chapter 945 - 926: There’s Always Some Rascal Who Wants to Woo Me!

At the same time, Ye Huan was carrying Jiang Shishuang into the nearest shopping mall from the dock—Li Corporation Shopping Plaza, intending to buy some daily necessities and medicines.

Fifteen days at sea, that's quite long!

After making a round and buying everything they needed, the two of them came to a women's clothing store.

Ye Huan planned to buy a few outfits for Jiang Shishuang, after all, it wouldn't do to have her wearing his men's clothing all the time, right?

"Welcome." Upon seeing someone enter the store, a female store clerk who was sitting at the cash register applying makeup glanced up at Ye Huan and Jiang Shishuang, indifferently uttered those words, then withdrew her gaze and continued with her makeup, showing no intention of welcoming them in.

If it weren't for the store's rules and regulations, she wouldn't even bother wasting her breath and time saying those words.

Because although Ye Huan and Jiang Shishuang had decent looks, their appearance was very shabby, covered in dust, with gray faces and very greasy hair.

The saleswoman was an experienced salesperson and knew that people like them probably weren't high spenders and might just browse and leave, so she was unwilling to get up to greet them.

"Take a look, see what you like." Ye Huan didn't mind the clerk's indifference, speaking to Jiang Shishuang behind him.

Jiang Shishuang replied faintly, "Just to be clear, I'm not shopping with you right now; I'm only in this store out of necessity. Please don't misunderstand or assume that we're browsing the mall as a 'couple.' Don't flatter yourself."

Ye Huan nearly spat out five liters of old blood upon hearing this!

Jiang Shishuang had that typical "There's always some commoners who want to woo this queen" mindset!

"Stop the nonsense and choose already!" Ye Huan said with a darkened face, not in the mood.

"What's the rush? I'm already choosing!"

Jiang Shishuang snorted coldly, her gaze sweeping across the store.

Finally, it lingered at the center of the store, on a life-sized crystal cabinet where a dress was hung on a cross.

Her eyes lit up!

This pleated dress was milk white, as thin as cicada wings, light as a dance, with over ten white chiffon ribbons tied at the shoulders on the back, floating in the air.

At first glance, it not only gave a sense of serene beauty but also felt very ethereal.

"Do you like this one?" Ye Huan asked.

"Well... not exactly like, just... I think it's okay, but it's just average." Jiang Shishuang said a bunch of contradictory words.

Ye Huan was long used to her words not matching her heart and asked the clerk, "Excuse me, how much for this dress?"

The clerk looked up, followed their gaze, and a mocking expression immediately appeared on her face: "You can just take a look; you really need to recognize your own worth and not entertain any ridiculous thoughts of buying that dress."

"I'm asking you how much it costs, can't you just answer the question?" Ye Huan was really fed up; why are there so many people looking down on others these days?

"What does the price have to do with you? Can you afford it?"

The saleswoman was full of ridicule, considering Ye Huan a clown.

At this moment, a blond man dressed in a suit, with a well-groomed appearance and chiseled features, walked into the store with a gentlemanly smile:

"This dress, known as the 'Celestial Trace,' was crafted by the world-renowned fashion designer—Irina Rothschild. It was designed at the peak of her enlightenment, putting all her heart and soul into it, taking a full year to create this fashionable dress!"

"It was this dress that crowned Irina, at the tender age of thirty, at the summit of the fashion world, astonishing countless elder fashion icons!"

"There are only a hundred of these dresses in the world, all given by Master Irina to her close friend, the current chairman of Huaxia Li Corporation—Ye Qiqing. Ye Qiqing sent one of these dresses here to be this newly built Li Corporation Mall's prized exhibit. The other ninety-nine are personally collected at her home. That is to say, only one of these dresses is circulating in the market."

"Numerous tycoons bring their loved women here to view this celestial dress and wish to buy it, only to leave regretfully in the end. I guess it's the exorbitant price that even they can't accept, right?"

"However."

"Beautiful lady, today, even if it is sky-high, I am willing to buy it for you."

"Because, only your beauty can match this dress."

The blond man leaned gentlemanly against the cash register, snapped his fingers, and drew out a gold card, handing it to the clerk: "Miss, please pack this dress for me, you can just swipe the card."

The sales clerk's eyes sparkled at this moment, her whole being dumbstruck, her face full of admiration!

This blond gentleman, with his every gesture and motion, oozed nobility, so genteel, so charming!

Compared to someone else, he was leagues ahead!

The sales clerk glanced at Ye Huan, sneering coldly.

Then, she showed regret, saying, "Sir, I'm truly sorry. This dress does not belong to our store; it is the personal property of Miss Ye Qiqing and is only on display at our store. We do not have the right to sell it. As for those tycoons who left empty-handed, it wasn't because of the price but because it was 'priceless.'"

"Is that so?"

The blond man feigned surprise, although he already knew the dress was priceless and not for sale.

He had said so much earlier only to showcase his gentlemanly demeanor and generosity.