Become a villain and swing your sword at the scumbag!

Lu Chengwen returned to the room and took off his cold and intimidating military uniform and changed into a light-colored three-piece suit.

His already excellent body proportions were made even more superior, making him less murderous and solemn and more gentle, making him look like a beast in clothing.

After going downstairs, he walked through the living room where Chen Manling was sitting without looking away, said hello to the fifth aunt, and then went out.

When he arrived at the entrance of Bishui Teahouse, he got out of the car himself, walked into the teahouse, and met Boss Du who was settling accounts behind the counter.

"Hey, Third Master is here?!"

When Boss Du saw Lu Chengting, he smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes. He quickly said to the helper beside him: "Go and invite Miss Nan."

He came out from behind the counter: "Sit down quickly, sit down quickly."

Lu Chengting waved his hand: "No, I'll take him out when he comes out."

Having said that, Boss Du didn't dare to neglect. He poured tea for Lu Chengting with his own hands and placed it on the table in front of him.

Nan Siyan came very quickly. Yesterday, Lu Cheng heard that he was coming to see him tonight. He had packed up early and sat in the backyard waiting.

As soon as he saw the waiter calling him, he immediately followed him.

He was wearing a long blue silk gown today, which made his face, which was so tender that you could pinch it out, look even more pure and clean, not like an actor, but more like a young master from a wealthy family.

He looked at Lu Chengting, who was waiting for him at the door, and his heart, which had been a little restless all day, suddenly settled down.

He quickened his pace, and when he was less than one meter away from Lu Chengting, he tripped on the bluestone tiles on the ground and fell forward.

Lu Chengting, with quick eyesight and quick hands, took a step forward, grabbed the back of Nan Siyan's neck, and then held his arm: "Slow down, I'm not rushing you."

Nan Siyan was almost choked by the collar. He coughed twice and became dissatisfied: "Then you are going to lift my collar?"

Lu Chengting raised his hand and pinched his face, and said with a smile: "I'll apologize to you. Mr. Nan, don't be angry with me. I should be hugging you."

Nan Siyan snorted and stepped out of the teahouse door before him.

Boss Du and the guy looked at each other and sighed, "Look, what a good life is."

Nan Siyan walked in front, and Lu Cheng followed him leisurely.

Nan Siyan walked a long distance with his head sullenly, stopped in front of a clothing store, and turned around: "Where are you taking me?"

Lu Cheng then grabbed his waist and took him to the clothing store: "Didn't you bring me here because you wanted to buy clothes?"

Nan Siyan didn't pay attention to where he was before. Hearing this, he saw the huge signboard of the ready-to-wear store.

He stopped and quickly explained: "I didn't think so."

This store is considered to be the most high-end ready-to-wear store in Huating. Most of the people who can come here to buy clothes are ladies who live in mansions.

Bishui Tea House is not far from here, but Nan Siyan has only heard about it before and has never been in it.

Lu Chengting squeezed his waist and asked him to continue walking: "I know you don't think so, I'm just joking with you."

He turned his head and whispered: "We are all here, there is no reason to go back empty-handed, go in and take a look."

Bishui Teahouse was in charge of Nan Siyan's food. Nan Siyan saved as much as he earned over the years and never spent an extra penny.

He wears costumes on stage, and wears three or five different coarse cloth mandarin jackets off stage. The one he wore was specially made for him when he made money on stage for the first time.

It was his favorite piece and the only one he could get his hands on.

Nan Siyan said he wanted to drag Lu Chengting away, but he relied on Lu Chengting and asked him hard for money.

In fact, he couldn't even ask Lu Chengting for anything.

The two walked into the ready-made clothing store. Nan Siyan looked around at the ready-made clothes. There were more cheongsams for women, and there were also a few long coats, tunic suits and three-piece suits for men.

The materials were either silk, fragrant cloud yarn, or some fine brocade that Nan Siyan couldn't tell.

None of them look cheap.

Nan Siyan tugged at the corner of Lu Chengting's clothes: "The clothes here don't suit me, let's go."

Lu Chengting asked him: "You don't like him?"

Nan Siyan shook his head: "I can't get used to wearing these."

When Lu Chengting saw his eyes falling on those silk and brocade gowns, he knew that Nan Siyan actually liked them.

He casually ordered a dozen long coats of good styles and colors, and selected three or five small suits. He said to the clerk at the clothing store: "Put them together and take them to Bishui Teahouse."

When Nan Siyan saw this, he wanted to stop him but was afraid of humiliating Lu Chengting outside, so he only whispered anxiously: "What are you doing?"

Lu Chengting raised his hand and rubbed his head: "If you're not used to wearing ready-made clothes, just make do with it for now. I'll pick you up earlier another day and take you to order it."

Nan Siyan was speechless, her cheeks turned red again, and she opened her mouth: "That's not what I meant..."

Lu Chengting interrupted him: "The third young lady of the Lu family should be more picky."

The third young lady.

Nan Siyan read these four words over and over in his mind several times, wanting to say something but not knowing how to say it.

He hesitated for a long time, but in the end he didn't speak again. He just followed Lu Chengting obediently and watched as he took out several large pieces of money and gave them to the guy.

Finally, he pointed to a high-slit cheongsam with a red background and gold thread on the hanger, and said to the clerk: "Is that one available in a large size?"

The clerk nodded happily and said enthusiastically: "Yes, yes, this cheongsam is made of high-quality material and has excellent stretch and elasticity."

"It's just a slim fit. As long as your height is no more than five feet and your weight is no more than 130 kilograms, you can wear it."

Lu Cheng listened and nodded: "Wrap it up and send it to Lu Mansion."

Coming out of the clothing store, Nan Siyan's face didn't look so good.

The color and look of that cheongsam were fashionable, and the slit looked like it would split above the thighs. It was definitely not for the elders.

Moreover, it feels ambiguous for a man to give a woman something like a cheongsam.

His thoughts were on his face, and Lu Chengting had no intention of causing him to misunderstand or causing trouble for him.

He said in a serious tone: "Send it to Lu Mansion first. When Mr. Nan is willing to come home with me, I will put it on for Mr. Nan myself."

As soon as Nan Siyan heard this, the breath that had been stuck in his chest just now became smoother immediately.

But the blood on his cheeks instantly spread to his neck.

He lowered his head, stretched out his hand and pinched Lu Chengting's waist: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's not right."

Lu Chengting grabbed his rebellious hand and led him towards the black car that had followed them all the way on the side of the road.

He opened the back seat door for Nan Siyan and looked at him with a smile: "Mr. Nan, please."

This was Nan Siyan's first time riding in a car. He felt the smooth driving of the vehicle, looked at the reversing scenery outside the window, and sat upright and motionless in the back seat.

Lu Chengting felt that he was nervous, so he squeezed his palm comfortingly and asked him, "What do you want to eat?"

Nan Siyan turned to look at Lu Chengting, remembering what Li Shuang said this morning, his Adam's apple moved, and said to Lu Chengting:

"I want to go to Jianguo Hotel."