At this moment, Yang Fei was in the Dai Anfen lingerie store.

He was enthusiastically helping Lin Xueyi and Zhang Lifang pick out lingerie.

This guy seemed to know his stuff.

From maintaining a figure to comfort, then to breathability, and breast shape, he analyzed everything like a pro.

Most importantly, he knew the sizes of the two women even better than they knew themselves.

Add a half size here, reduce a half size there, right down to the millimeter.

Listening to Yang Fei's insightful analysis, Zhang Lifang flushed with pleasure, too embarrassed to contain herself.

Lin Xueyi, on the other hand, was almost driven mad.

She had long known this guy had a keen eye, but she had never imagined it would be to such an accurate extent.

Damn it, this guy's estimations were even more precise than measuring with a ruler.

Lin Xueyi suspected that this guy had secretly taken measurements of her lingerie.

This kind of thing, this perverted bastard could definitely pull it off.

Yang Fei was enjoying the astonishment of the two women, utterly pleased with himself.

With these eyes of mine, having seen countless bad things, how could I not notice?

Yang Fei's professional eye even earned him great admiration from the store owner.

She looked at Yang Fei admiringly, "This gentleman must be an industry insider, may I ask where you work?"

Yang Fei laughed heartily, his eyes mischievously drifting between Lin Xueyi and Zhang Lifang.

"Brother is just good at understanding what people wear. This kind of thing comes with experience from taking it off and on, as they say, practice makes perfect."

The store owner was sincerely impressed and nodded repeatedly.

"Tomorrow, I'll have my staff train in removing lingerie every day. We can't skip this step."

Yang Fei burst out laughing, while Lin Xueyi and Zhang Lifang were too embarrassed to lift their heads.

Dai Anfen is an international brand with expensive prices.

However, Lin Xueyi and Zhang Lifang, both typical rich ladies, weren't bothered by the cost.

So, the store staff looked at Yang Fei with warm eyes.

These days, it's not strange for rich women to sponsor handsome men.

What's strange is that two rich women are competing to sponsor the same handsome man.

More importantly, both women were extremely beautiful.

Lin Xueyi was elegant and enchanting, stirring people's hearts, while Zhang Lifang was plump and fair, tender and sexy.

Women like them, with just a word, plenty of handsome and wealthy men would crazily rush forward.

And yet, Yang Fei managed to simultaneously keep two rich women for himself.

This guy simply made all men around the world green with envy and hatred.

Yet, Yang Fei couldn't care less about these gazes.

In fact, ever since they had entered Yannan Pedestrian Street, such speculative and envious stares had followed the trio.

While Lin Xueyi and Zhang Lifang were somewhat uneasy, Yang Fei beamed with pride, utterly unconcerned.

After leaving the Dai Anfen store, Zhang Lifang and Lin Xueyi dove into one men's brand store after another.

The two women, motivated by some thought, after buying their own clothes, started buying clothes for Yang Fei.

From coats to shirts, from leather shoes to belts, they even bought him plenty of underwear in the end.

All these clothes and accessories were designer brands.

Yang Fei, used to wearing military uniforms, knew nothing about these brands and their prices.

It wasn't until he casually glanced at the price tag of one of the suits that he sucked in a breath of cold air.

A suit was priced at a staggering fifty-eight thousand!

These women really knew how to squander money.

Yang Fei frantically went to the counter to return the items, but the two women dragged him back by his ears and waist.

Lin Xueyi glared at him with her lovely phoenix eyes.

"You little rascal, didn't you always complain that I don't give you a raise?"

"This time, Sister has turned all her salary into clothes, you've got to take them whether you want to or not."

Yang Fei miserably sulked.

"Sister Xueyi, my dear sister, can't you just give me the money?"

"These clothes are worth over a hundred thousand, with them, finding a beauty..."

"No way, men turn bad when they get money, Sister is saving you."

Lin Xueyi twisted her slender waist and continued her shopping spree.

Yang Fei was lost for words, on the verge of tears.

He turned around and saw Zhang Lifang take down a men's black leather Changfeng coat from the wardrobe.

Yang Fei took one look at the price tag and was startled.

My god, an eighty-eight-thousand-dollar coat, does humanity even matter anymore?

He quickly rushed over and grabbed Zhang Lifang's hand.

"It's too expensive, can you just give me the money directly?"

Zhang Lifang responded with a smile that was not quite a smile, her voice somewhat cutesy.

"Brother Fei, you've helped me so much, why not let me repay you?"

"Do you really need to repay me by offering yourself?"

As she spoke, her finger playfully scratched the center of Yang Fei's palm.

She looked at Yang Fei with flowing eyes and a laughter-filled tone.

Yang Fei's hand retracted as if electrocuted.

Turning around, he saw the store staff's oddly warm glances, and even his thick skin started to feel uncomfortable.

"I didn't mean that…"

Zhang Lifang laughed flirtatiously and leaned in closer with her upper body.

She bit her red lips and with her big, tearful eyes, glanced at Yang Fei.

"So what do you mean?"

Yang Fei immediately felt dry-mouthed.

He quickly backed away, "Okay, okay, I'll take it, will that do?"

Zhang Lifang stealthily glanced at Lin Xueyi, who wasn't paying attention.

She lowered her voice, "Brother Fei, make it clear, do you want me or the coat?"

It must be said, when Zhang Lifang went crazy, she had surprisingly bold guts.

Yang Fei, famously known as Rogue, was embarrassingly cornered by this little woman.

Seeing his flushed face and red ears, Zhang Lifang giggled girlishly.

She straightened up, her voice low enough for just Yang Fei to hear.

"I just love how naughtily pure you are, Brother Fei, you looked so silly just now."

Yang Fei stared dumbfounded as Zhang Lifang walked toward the counter, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Damn rotten brush that won't bloom, the road of the Rogue is long and boundless, I shall search high and low."

"My skills just aren't enough, eh, truly a Fox Spirit!"

To mix Master Qu's poetry with vulgar language so seamlessly, probably only Yang Fei could do it.

Just then, Yang Fei's phone rang.

His ringtone was clichéd, an annoyingly pleasant female voice singing.

"Husband, husband, I love you, may Buddha bless you…"

For this ringtone, Yang Fei had no idea how many eye rolls Lin Xueyi had given him.

Setting his ringtone like that was clearly just a way to take advantage of women.

Yang Fei glanced at the caller ID, and his heart slightly stirred.

The call was from Liang Jiayi.

Could it be that the USB he'd given to Liang Jiayi earlier played a huge role?

Yang Fei speculated and answered the call, "Hello?"

The next second, he shuddered all over, nearly jumping up.

"What, Secretary Luo wants to see me?"

Yang Fei's ringtone also drew the attention of Lin Xueyi and Zhang Lifang.

Both women walked over, their eyes widened, staring at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei hummed and hawed for a bit, then hung up the phone, his lips curving into a smug smirk.

He snapped his fingers, proudly lifting his head.

"Guess, who am I going to meet?"

Both women shook their heads, looking perplexed at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei leaned in and whispered a name.

Both women widened their eyes in disbelief, staring at Yang Fei.

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