Chapter 113 - 112: Ask clearly what their relationship is.

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Chapter 113: 112: Ask clearly what their relationship is. "Are you planning to give this to me?" Ruan Yuan gently stroked the dress, a teasing smile playing on her lips. "Mm, do you like it?" Yu Zhi’s butterfly-like lashes fluttered slightly, a trace of anticipation crossing her eyes. She had originally planned to tailor a custom dress for Ruan Yuan, but the latter worried it would overwork her and rejected the offer several times. "I like it." Under Yu Zhi’s tentative gaze, Ruan Yuan nodded unhurriedly. Just as she was about to take the dress down to try it on, a hand suddenly stretched out beside her, reaching for the hanger first. "Sorry, this dress is mine." Meng Han furrowed her brows and gave Ruan Yuan a quick once-over, with a hint of disdain flickering in her gaze. She was wearing a long black mermaid skirt, its tag still conspicuously hanging on the back, indicating she had just stepped out of the fitting room. "Have you paid for it?" Ruan Yuan detested the arrogant look Meng Han gave her and responded sharply. Meng Han chuckled softly, leisurely flipping over the tag on the dress. She glanced coldly at the price marked on it, then abruptly ripped the tag off and held it in her hand. "Now, it belongs to me." With that, she strutted back into the fitting room like a proud peacock, not bothering to look back. "How amusing." Ruan Yuan’s eyes darkened as she crossed her arms, leaning against the white wall, watching the direction of the fitting room with calm composure. "Don’t get upset." Yu Zhi looped her arm through Ruan Yuan’s and patted her lightly. "I’ll go back and make you one." Ruan Yuan could tell Yu Zhi was trying to soothe her mood, but today, she had already decided to go head-to-head with Meng Han. She sat down on the nearby sofa, curling her lips in a faintly mocking smile. "I’d like to see what kind of show she can put on." As they waited, a new customer entered the store—a woman dressed in a white Chanel-esque suit. Her long, jet-black hair hung behind her, and her blunt bangs lifted slightly in the breeze as she hurried inside. She glanced around but seemed unable to find the person she was looking for. Then, taking out her phone, she dialed a number. The call barely rang twice before the other party hung up, prompting Meng Han to emerge leisurely from the fitting room, dress in hand. "Shirui, over here." Meng Han casually tossed her phone aside and cheerfully waved at the newcomer. Perhaps due to her height and the dress’s slightly mismatched length, each of Meng Han’s steps was measured and cautious. "Han Han, you look stunning." Bai Shirui generously praised her, a trace of envy flickering in her eyes. "Really?" Meng Han smoothed her skirt down and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, her expression tinged with coyness. "Do you think Brother Wei will like it?" That overly saccharine "Brother Wei" nearly made the two women sitting on the sofa gag. But before they could voice their sarcasm, Meng Han’s next sentence left them both stunned. "Master Shi will definitely like it." Bai Shirui helped arrange Meng Han’s slightly tousled hair, quietly standing behind her, gazing at the mirror alongside her. "Should I wear this dress to meet him tomorrow?" "Sure, add that crystal necklace to complete the look. It’ll go perfectly." "..." Their conversation rendered the atmosphere around Yu Zhi momentarily stagnant. Ruan Yuan lowered her voice and leaned close to Yu Zhi’s ear. "Little Zhi, they’re talking about your man, aren’t they?" Master Shi, Brother Wei—combined, wasn’t that Shi Wei? Yu Zhi pressed her lips together before casting a proper glance at Meng Han in the distance. After some moments of reflection, she muttered unhappily, "She’s wearing the dress horribly." "Exactly." Ruan Yuan leaned back against the sofa, no longer bothering to spare Meng Han another look. She nudged Yu Zhi with her elbow. "Your man’s admirers are quite... unimpressive." Yu Zhi lowered her head slightly, her long lashes shielding the fleeting emotions in her eyes. She murmured softly, "I don’t want to sell it to her." Letting her wear a dress she designed, only to meet her boyfriend—just thinking about it felt terribly uncomfortable. Noticing Yu Zhi’s sudden dip in spirits, Ruan Yuan promptly grabbed her wrist and led her out of the store. With a serious expression, she said, "Call your man and figure out their relationship directly." Misunderstandings are the bane of relationships—better to bring the truth into the open than to stew over it internally. "Forget it." Yu Zhi shook her head, clutching the strap of her shoulder bag tightly with pale fingers. "Forget what? It’s just a phone call." Ruan Yuan unzipped Yu Zhi’s bag, pulled out her phone, and stuffed it into her hand. "I don’t know what to say." Yu Zhi hesitated, her delicate brows furrowed deeply. The phone in her hand felt like a hot potato. Before today, she had never imagined Shi Wei would have other women around him. She didn’t even know how to handle such situations. "You!" Ruan Yuan grumbled in frustration, poking Yu Zhi on the forehead as if chastising her for being hopeless. "Fine, let me help you." "Alright." Yu Zhi unlocked her phone quickly, found Shi Wei’s number in her contacts, and handed the device over. The two of them sat silently on the steps of a low-traffic stairwell. Ruan Yuan turned on the speakerphone, and within seconds, a deep male voice came through the line. "Zhizhi." Shi Wei’s tone carried a light lift, a noticeable thread of unexpected delight. "I’m Ruan Yuan—there’s something I need to ask you." Ruan Yuan cut straight to the point without a single ounce of hesitation. "Where’s Zhizhi? What’s wrong?" Shi Wei’s guard immediately went up, the sound of his typing pausing abruptly. After what happened last time with Yang Bin, he couldn’t help worrying about Yu Zhi encountering danger again. "She’s fine. While shopping earlier, we ran into a woman..." Ruan Yuan succinctly recounted the incident, swiftly zeroing in on the most significant question. "I hardly know her." Shi Wei immediately understood Ruan Yuan was referring to Meng Han—the woman had visited his office only days ago. He massaged his temples, a hint of urgency flickering in his deep eyes. "Is Zhizhi angry with me?" Ruan Yuan glanced at Yu Zhi beside her. "What do you think?" "Where are you two? I’ll come over right away." "..." After giving him the location, Ruan Yuan casually balanced her phone on the stair behind her. "Satisfied now?" "Mm." A bright light glimmered in Yu Zhi’s eyes, and the corners of her lips lifted into a radiant smile. Although she already believed Shi Wei wouldn’t involve himself with another woman, hearing his direct reassurance felt distinctly different.

Chapter 113 - 112: Ask clearly what their relationship is.

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