The dressing room in the clothing section was clean and cozy.
Soft lighting illuminated every corner.
This supermarket was rumored to have ties to the Upper District, and every customer who came here believed it.
Because it was simply too clean.
Lin Xue’er stood before a full-length mirror.
She carefully reached behind her back, her fingertips pinching a beautiful silk ribbon, tying it bit by bit with great care.
Then, she lifted her small feet, clad in clean, pure white cotton socks, and slowly slid them into a pair of brand-new white leather shoes.
Seeing a crease at the lace of her sock, she leaned over and smoothed it out with her fingertips, her movements gentle and serious.
She wore an exquisite white dress, soft white socks, a light white ribbon around her neck, and a small, delicate white hat atop her head.
Even her hands were covered in a pair of lace-trimmed white gloves.
Her skin was naturally pale, and the all-white ensemble made her look like an exquisite porcelain doll.
She was the most expensive one in a magnificent display case.
The material of the clothes felt comfortable against her skin.
Lin Xue’er couldn’t help but bite her cherry-pink lip, her eyes hiding her joy.
No female would dislike beautiful dresses.
Taking a deep breath, she clenched her hands in front of her several times.
Lin Xue’er stepped on her small white leather shoes and slowly walked out of the dressing room one step at a time.
After adjusting to the light outside, she immediately saw Lin Lue waiting not far away.
Her small face was flushed with a thin layer of crimson.
Trying hard to recall the Lady Etiquette she had seen in books used by those from the Upper District, she awkwardly yet seriously lifted the corners of her skirt and bowed to Lin Lue.
She tilted her clean, small face upward, her pink eyes sparkling, and her long eyelashes fluttering like a butterfly’s wings.
“Brother, does Xue’er look… cute?”
The soft voice drifted from her lips.
“Cute,” Lin Lue praised without hesitation.
“Xue’er is too cute!”
“The reason this dress exists is to showcase Xue’er’s cuteness.”
“Brother… that’s too much.”
“Too much? Not at all! Xue’er, you are the cutest!”
Lin Lue immediately took out his phone, adjusted the angle, and kept taking pictures of his sister, who looked like a little angel.
The flash went off repeatedly.
To capture the best angle, Lin Lue even squatted on the ground, sometimes turning to the side and sometimes shooting from a low angle, busy and happy.
Lin Xue’er kept her head down, her pale cheeks growing redder.
She shyly muttered in a small voice, “Brother, you’re exaggerating. Stop taking pictures.”
“Really… ugh…”
“Xue’er, let’s take another set, okay?”
“I really want to see you in all kinds of beautiful little dresses. Just fulfill this one small wish for me, okay?”
Lin Xue’er looked at Lin Lue’s expectant expression.
‘Do I really look good in these beautiful little dresses?’
“Since that’s the case… then, alright.”
Lin Xue’er bit her lip lightly, her voice soft and helpless.
“I really can’t do anything about you, Brother.”
And so, Lin Xue’er returned to the dressing room, trying on one outfit after another—from beautiful sundresses to exquisite little gowns.
She gradually lost herself in Lin Lue’s unsparing, sincere, and eloquent praise.
Her original low self-esteem and cowardice faded away bit by bit, and a light of confidence emerged in her eyes.
Lin Lue watched as Lin Xue’er became more cheerful and radiant, a devious smile flashing in his eyes.
‘Plan success.’
He was doing this on purpose.
Lin Lue didn’t want his sister to blend into the Lower District and become self-deprecating and numb.
Therefore, the first step was to hold her head high.
Besides, his sister really was cute!
Lin Lue mused, ‘I’ve finally gotten the joy of nurturing!’
Of course, there was another point.
By fostering her confidence, she wouldn’t be easily manipulated or PUA’d by some Ghost-fire Girl.
As for a Ghost-fire Boy?
Sorry, they would have to be stronger than him.
Lin Lue didn’t think any male could be stronger than him.
Even in terms of Modeling.
And even if it didn’t come down to Modeling, he knew a bit of Magic Rotation.
Next to them, a salesclerk wearing black stockings kept her legs pressed together, occasionally glancing at Lin Lue’s face with a strange light in her eyes.
Her future partner was female, but her preference was male.
Swallowing hard, the salesclerk smiled and walked up to Lin Lue, clasping her hands over her stomach and bowing.
She formed an S-shape, leaning forward.
Deliberately pushing her cleavage together, she looked at Lin Lue with a beaming smile.
“Sir, your sister is so cute. Could we take a photo of her to be our store’s little model?”
Lin Lue shook his head, his tone polite.
“I’ll have to get my sister’s permission for that. I can’t make decisions for her.”
A gleam flashed in the salesclerk’s eyes.
She pointed toward a certain spot, and Lin Lue looked over.
In the center of the store sat a small dress with a white base decorated with a pale pink rose pattern, the hem light and flowy.
Lin Lue felt it would suit Lin Xue’er perfectly the moment he saw it.
He looked at the price and did a mental calculation.
It wasn’t cheap, but it wasn’t unaffordable either.
At worst, he would just have to work harder later and let Molly and Yuexue drop more gold coins.
The salesclerk reached out toward Lin Lue, attempting to shake his hand, and said, “If you agree, I can give you a 20% discount on all the clothes you purchase.”
Lin Lue was stunned and instinctively raised his hand.
The corners of the salesclerk’s mouth curled up.
‘Handshake plan successful…’
Clap!
Two small hands grabbed hers instead.
The salesclerk was confused.
Looking down, she saw Lin Xue’er, who looked up and nodded vigorously.
“I’m willing.”
“I am very willing if it saves my brother money.”
Lin Lue was also confused.
He felt the salesclerk’s smile become a bit strained.
Was it just his imagination?
After changing clothes and finishing the photos, Lin Lue was about to ask the salesclerk to pack everything up so he could buy them all.
Suddenly, a commotion came from the entrance.
Curious, Lin Lue looked over.
A woman with heavy makeup and voluminous wavy hair walked in with her head held high.
She wore high heels and a magnificent dress, exuding a powerful aura that couldn’t be cultivated in the Lower District.
Walking beside her was a middle-aged woman in a black suit, rubbing her hands together with a fawning expression, bowing and scraping to please her.
She was the Store Manager.
“Miss Lily, you’ve finally arrived!”
“I heard some new arrivals came in, so I came to take a look.”
The staff members rushed forward, bowing respectfully to greet her.
The woman ignored them and strode past.
Noticing the dress in Lin Xue’er’s hand, her eyes lit up.
“This dress isn’t bad. My daughter will like it. It’s mine now.”
Lily set her sights on the dress and reached out to snatch it without another word, her attitude arrogant and rude.
Lin Xue’er’s small face tensed up.
Full of reluctance, she instinctively hid the dress behind her back, her small body blocking the woman’s path, stubbornly refusing to give it up.
“Oh? Little brat, you’re unwilling?”
Lily noticed Lin Xue’er’s expression, her tone mocking.
“This is mine. First come, first served.”
“Ha, first come, first served? Based on what? You lowly person from the Lower District!”
Lily sneered.
Her face darkened instantly, and a look of malice flickered in her eyes.
She raised her hand and slapped toward Lin Xue’er’s face.
The movement was fast.
Lin Xue’er was so frightened that she closed her eyes.
Clap!
Lin Lue’s eyes turned cold as ice.
He grabbed the woman’s wrist.
His grip was so strong that Lily cried out in pain.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“A pauper dares to fight me for something?”