I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!

Lin Qi felt uneasy trying on the clothes inside, wondering how she looked in this beautiful set without a mirror to see. Resigned, she knew she had to step out regardless—after all, it was Shen Dong who had asked her to change into this outfit. If it didn’t look good, it wasn’t her fault.

She emerged with caution, treading lightly for fear of shedding the dress’s tassels, only to find all eyes drawn to her, as if something about her was captivating. It was terrifying, yet the stares seemed to convey something else entirely.

It seemed everyone was envying her, could it be that she really looked good in this dress? She approached Shen Dong with tentative steps. Nervously biting her lip, it was as if she had something difficult to say. Looking at Lin Qi like this, Lin Yun’s eyes were filled with nothing but jealousy.

It was as if the flames in her eyes could burst forth at any moment, muttering under her breath about the "little temptress dressed so provocatively"... Of course, nobody overheard her. If they had, she would have been subjected to strange looks. Shen Dong, quite satisfied upon seeing the dress, reflected his pleasure.

Lin Qi walked up to him and, with a soft voice, said,

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"Do I look good in this dress, or is it somehow strange? There’s no mirror here, and I think you should consider putting one so that we can see our postures. I’m quite curious about how I look since I can’t see myself. Maybe you should think about showing me..."

"Sure, I’ll take you to see now. You’re truly perfect in this dress. Wear it for the live stream, and I bet you’ll attract a bunch of old lechers, easily raking in their money. I believe you can do it." When Shen Dong first saw this dress, he immediately thought of Lin Qi.

He felt that no matter the aspect or type, Lin Qi was the most suitable for this dress. That’s what he had intended when he bought it.

And true to his expectations, it suited her perfectly, as if it were tailored just for her.

"It looks good on you," he replied with a warm smile, "When I said this dress really suits you, I meant it. I can’t think of anyone else who could wear it so well, can you?"

Lin Qi, flattered, felt embarrassed yet couldn’t help but stand a bit taller, thinking she must look beautiful. All she lacked was styling and make-up, which she’d tend to once she got back.

Maybe one day soon, she’d need to live stream herself, and she should practice her pitch. She couldn’t just sit there doing nothing on camera. Lin Qi felt that certainly wouldn’t do.