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Back in the system space, Liu Yunshu, as usual, nestled into the soft cloud-shaped sofa.

I crossed my legs and sipped the "Worry-Free Fruit Sparkling Drink" that Xiao Ba had thoughtfully provided.

The pinkish-purple liquid bubbled with tiny bubbles and had a sweet, fruity flavor.

With a refreshing coolness, it instantly washed away all the fatigue from traveling between dimensions.

"Master! What are the requirements for the next dimension?"

Little Eight flapped its transparent wings and flew around her eagerly.

Liu Yunshu licked the lingering sweetness from the corner of her lips, her fingertips poking the soft "clouds" of the sofa intermittently.

A thoughtful glint flashed in his eyes: "As for the requirements..."

She paused for a moment, then placed the sparkling drink on the floating coffee table.

He looked up at Xiao Ba, a playful smile playing on his lips:

"Are there any stories that are... particularly melodramatic, yet also have a taboo element?"

"So melodramatic? Like a short drama?"

Little Ba's eyes lit up, and it flapped its wings even faster, gesturing with its little claws.

"For example, the scumbag boyfriend and the female lead have been together for three years, and they're even talking about marriage, when his 'white moonlight' suddenly comes back from abroad!"

"Then the scumbag acted like he had amnesia, showering the white moonlight with concern and care, and then turning around and falsely accusing the female lead of being malicious and jealous."

"Only after the female lead has become heartbroken and disappointed enough, and marries someone else, does the scumbag finally realize his mistake and beg for forgiveness!"

"So many short dramas are filmed like this now, isn't it melodramatic enough?"

Liu Yunshu raised an eyebrow, twirling a strand of hair between her fingers and chuckling lightly, "It's pretty melodramatic, but we can give it a try. What's the mission objective?"

Xiao Ba immediately brought up the screen and excitedly said:

"The target is that scumbag's uncle! The generational difference is taboo enough, right? Perfectly meets your requirements!"

Liu Yunshu's eyes lit up. She sat up straight and leaned closer to the screen, tapping her fingertip on the character information panel on the virtual screen: "Uncle? Interesting."

"A business tycoon who practices asceticism? That creates a striking contrast."

The little octopus swipes quickly to bring up more information:

"That's right! Fu Yanshen is only five years older than the scumbag Fu Jingming, but he is the real power holder of the Fu family. He is ruthless and doesn't get close to women. People in the industry call him 'Ice King Yama' behind his back."

"The Fu family owes its current status entirely to this Fu Yanshen, but that scumbag's family doesn't see it that way; they always think it's because of their own abilities."

As she spoke, Xiao Ba zoomed in on Fu Yanshen's photo.

The man in the photo is wearing a perfectly tailored black suit with straight, upright shoulders.

The impeccably tailored dark gray tie accentuated the coldness of his neck.

He sat on a leather sofa by the French windows, an unlit cigar between his fingers, his long, slender, pale fingers with distinct knuckles.

His features were deep-set, his eyebrows were sharp as blades, and his eyes, though slightly upturned at the corners, held a frosty, snowy quality. His dark eyes were like frozen pools.

He had a high, straight nose, thin, tightly pursed lips, and exuded a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay.

It's just a still photo, yet its compelling aura almost leaps off the screen.

"Wow..."

Liu Yunshu whistled softly, her fingertips lightly tracing the eyebrows and eyes of Fu Yanshen in the photo.

"His looks and his demeanor are exactly my type. A cold, aloof type, and he's also the uncle of a scumbag. I'm totally into this kind of guy."

Xiao Ba shook his head smugly: "So, what image does Big Brother want to use this time?"

Liu Yunshu tapped her fingertips lightly on the screen, her gaze lingering on Fu Yanshen's cold, hard features, a sly smile playing on her lips.

"As for her image... it has to be that kind of look, both innocent and alluring."

She turned on the image adjuster and began to meticulously outline her features.

Her eyebrows were slightly raised, tinged with a touch of languid allure, and a faint blush appeared at the corners of her eyes.

She has a small, upturned nose, natural mauve lips, and two shallow dimples when she smiles.

But deep within those eyes, there was a hint of aloofness, creating a contradictory quality that blended innocence and allure.

"You need to have a figure that's both slim and curvy," she said, while swiping the screen to adjust her body proportions.

"She appears docile and sensible on the surface, but is actually very rebellious at heart, and is good at using innocent eyes to do the most alluring things."

Xiao Ba leaned closer to look at the adjusted virtual avatar, her eyes sparkling.

"Wow! This image of the author is absolutely stunning! It's so pure yet alluring, and with a hint of thorns."

"Let's go and meet this icy young uncle from the Fu family."

Liu Yunshu downed her sparkling drink in one gulp. As she stood up, her skirt swept across the cloud-shaped sofa, leaving behind a trail of sweet fruity fragrance.

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Inside the luxury gown boutique, the lighting was soft.

"Yunshu, I have something to do at the company today, so I won't be able to go with you to try on wedding dresses."

Fu Jingming's voice on the phone sounded somewhat perfunctory, and a woman's soft laughter could be faintly heard in the background.

Liu Yunshu's fingers tightened slightly as she gripped her phone, but her eyes remained completely calm.

She merely curled her lips into a smile, her voice as soft as cotton candy: "Okay, Brother Jingming, you should focus on your important business."

Liu Yunshu had just hung up the phone when she gently stroked her pearl handbag with her fingertips.

"Yun Shu! Fu Jingming stood you up again?!"

Shen Qingqing, who was standing nearby, immediately came over, her eyebrows raised and her face full of indignation.

"Today's for trying on wedding dresses! Such a big event, and he just says he won't come?"

"Can I still hear a woman's laughter in the background of the phone call? Is it that Su Manli?"

Shen Qingqing is Liu Yunshu's best friend in the world. She has a fiery and straightforward personality and can't stand seeing her friend suffer even the slightest grievance.

"Okay, Qingqing,"

Liu Yunshu took her arm, her voice soft and sweet, with a hint of coquetry.

"Jingming said he has urgent business to attend to at the company. His judgment is nowhere near as good as Qingqing's, so you can help me choose."

Shen Qingqing was so annoyed by her shaking that she had no choice but to reach out her index finger and tap her smooth forehead.

"You always side with him! Last time it was your birthday, he said he was with clients, but then someone photographed him with Su Manli at a private club!"

"He chose this wedding dress again for the fitting; I think he's completely bewitched by that Su Manli!"

The name "Su Manli" drifted into Liu Yunshu's ears, and a barely perceptible hint of mockery flashed across her eyes, but her expression remained gentle and warm.

"Sister Manli has just returned to China and is unfamiliar with the place. It's only right that Brother Jingming, as an old friend, takes care of her."

"An old friend?" Shen Qingqing almost laughed in exasperation.

"Three years ago, she ran away abroad without a word, and Fu Jingming was depressed for more than half a year. Who was there for him during that time?"

"Now that she's back, Fu Jingming is all over her, ignoring you completely. What kind of old friend is that?"

"After all, they used to..."

Liu Yunshu lowered her eyes, gently bit her lip, and then raised a slightly fragile smile.

"I trust Brother Jingming; he'll know what he's doing."

"You're really... infuriating!"

Shen Qingqing was exasperated, poking her cheek with her finger, but the force was as light as a feather. "You're just fooling yourself!"

Liu Yunshu smiled but didn't reply, her gaze falling on the long corridor filled with wedding dresses.

This top-tier dress shop was chosen by Fu Jingming; it's exquisite in every detail.

She walked on the soft velvet carpet, making a soft rustling sound.

The sales assistant greeted us warmly.

"Mrs. Fu, which one would you like to try today? Mr. Fu specifically instructed us to bring you the latest haute couture collection that has arrived in the store."

The title "Mrs. Fu" made Shen Qingqing roll her eyes again.

Liu Yunshu, however, seemed completely oblivious, her smile remaining impeccable.

"Could you please let me try on that off-the-shoulder fishtail dress, the mauve one?"

Instead of choosing the traditional pure white, she opted for a mauve wedding dress with extremely low saturation.

The skirt features a long, fishtail design, embroidered with subtle silver patterns.

When she came out after changing into her dress, Shen Qingqing's eyes widened instantly.

"My God... Yun Shu, you're so beautiful!"

Liu Yunshu in the mirror, dressed in a light purple dress, perfectly accentuated her slender and well-proportioned figure.

The off-shoulder design perfectly showcased her beautiful collarbone and shoulder lines.

The silver thread patterns on the skirt shimmered with a delicate luster under the light, like scattered moonlight.

She raised her hand to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear, revealing a faint red tinge at the corner of her eye.

Against the backdrop of the gentle dress, a strange sense of contradiction, both innocent and charming, is revealed.

Those clear almond-shaped eyes seemed to hold a faint, almost imperceptible hook.

"It's not bad." She turned slightly in front of the mirror, her fingertips brushing against the hem of her skirt.

"Yunshu! Try this on!"

Shen Qingqing excitedly brought out another wedding dress, a gorgeous train style studded with diamonds, which sparkled brilliantly under the lights.

"This one! You'll look like a fairy in it!"

Liu Yunshu obediently accepted it and went back into the fitting room.

When the fitting room door opened again, the entire dress shop seemed to fall silent for a moment.

A shower of tiny diamonds, like a flowing galaxy, unfolded behind her as she walked.

Each diamond reflects a dazzling light.

The strapless design showcased her beautiful shoulders, neck, and collarbones, while the waist was cleverly cinched.

It perfectly outlined her graceful curves.

Compared to her previous gentle and demure appearance in mauve, she was now breathtakingly radiant.

"Clouds, clouds drift..."

Shen Qingqing opened her mouth, and it took her a while to find her voice. She subconsciously covered her mouth, her eyes shining brightly.

"This...this is simply...a princess who escaped from the galaxy!"

She circled around Liu Yunshu twice, wanting to touch but not daring to touch the gorgeous skirt.

"You look amazing! If Fu Jingming saw you like this, his eyes would pop out! He's blind to have such a treasure like you!"

"Qingqing..." Liu Yunshu gave her a slightly reproachful look.

"No...don't look at me like that!"

Shen Qingqing exaggeratedly clutched her chest.

"If I keep watching, I'm going to turn gay! No, no, let's finish this quickly and go to that new dessert shop on the top floor of the mall. I heard their low-sugar mousse is amazing, I need something sweet to calm my nerves!"

Liu Yunshu chuckled and nodded.

She tried on several more wedding dresses in different styles, each with its own unique charm, making it difficult to choose.

After thinking about it, she finally decided to wait for Fu Jingming to make the decision.

After all, it's the person he's going to marry, so he should be able to see his future wife in her wedding dress.

After changing back into her own clothes, she and Shen Qingqing left the dress shop together and headed towards the nearby luxury shopping mall.