After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

The BMW X5 started from Zhichun Dongli and headed east.

Chen Xinyi drove, Lin Siyan sat in the passenger seat, and Wei Yi nestled in the back seat.

The June sun in Yanjing streamed in through the car windows, making one's arms feel hot.

With the car's air conditioning on level three, Chen Xinyi held the steering wheel with one hand and switched songs on the touchscreen with the other. She cut off Phoenix Legend's "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Trend" as soon as the intro started.

"Vulgar."

Lin Siyan casually replied, "You listened to this song on repeat for the entire winter break last year."

"That's a dark history, don't mention it."

Wei Yi listened to the two women bickering in the back seat, his gaze drifting to the window.

The entrance to Wangfujing Street is already visible. At 10 a.m. on Saturday, the crowds were as dense as ants moving house.

After parking the car, the three of them plunged into the crowd.

With one arm linked with Wei Yi's and the other holding Lin Siyan's hand, Chen Xinyi moved through the crowd like an icebreaker.

It was hot in June, and her light blue skirt swayed gently with her steps, revealing the smooth lines of her calves.

Passersby kept turning their heads, unsure whether they were looking at her or the boy she was holding hands with.

Or perhaps it's that sophisticated beauty holding her hand, her face beaming with happiness.

With a clear goal in mind, Chen Xinyi headed straight for Oriental Plaza.

Wei Yi had been to this place countless times in his previous life.

In 2014, the SKP brand didn't exist yet, but Oriental Plaza was already the most upscale shopping mall in Wangfujing.

The first to third floors house mid-to-high-end brands, while the basement level contains restaurants and supermarkets. It's not crowded on weekdays, but it turns into a wet market on weekends.

Chen Xinyi was clearly very familiar with this place.

She led the two through the fragrant scents of the cosmetics counters on the first floor and directly up to the men's clothing section on the second floor.

The first store was a brand Wei Yi didn't recognize. In the window, a mannequin was wearing a navy blue suit with a silver pin in its collar.

The moment the sales assistant in the store opened her mouth to greet her, Chen Xinyi had already walked past her to the shelf.

She grabbed the clothes faster than the sales assistant.

Two white cotton T-shirts. One light blue Oxford shirt. One dark gray polo shirt. One black lightweight hooded sweatshirt. One pair of khaki casual pants. One pair of dark blue straight-leg jeans.

They piled the items into Wei Yi's arms one by one.

"Go try it on," she said, pointing to the fitting room.

Wei Yi looked down at the pile of clothes in his arms that reached his chin. "Sis, this is too much..."

"What do you mean, 'a lot'?" Chen Xinyi glared at him. "I looked at the clothes in your suitcase. A lot of them are clothes you wore in high school. Now you're about to be a college student, and you don't have many presentable clothes."

That's true. The suitcase he brought to Yanjing was mostly filled with clothes he bought in his junior and senior years of high school.

Actually, she bought it too.

Wei Yi carried the clothes into the fitting room.

When I pulled back the curtain and came out, Chen Xinyi was sitting on the leather sofa outside the fitting room with her legs crossed.

Lin Siyan sat next to her, holding two cups of milk tea she had bought downstairs, with another unopened cup beside her.

"Turn around once." Chen Xinyi raised her chin.

Wei Yi turned around.

"You have a great figure; you can pull off anything." Chen Xinyi nodded in satisfaction. "I want this outfit."

The second outfit consists of a light blue Oxford shirt paired with khaki casual pants.

When Wei Yi came out after changing, Chen Xinyi's eyes lit up noticeably.

"He looks good. Siyan, don't you think his shoulders look especially broad in that shirt?"

Lin Siyan raised her eyelids and glanced at Wei Yi.

My gaze lingered on his shoulder for a second.

"Mmm." She lowered her head and drank her milk tea.

Wei Yi noticed that it looked like the glass his sister had just drunk.

This woman...

You're insane!

The third outfit is that black, thin hooded sweatshirt.

After putting it on, Wei Yi looked at himself in the mirror. The hoodie was loose-fitting, with a large hood and pockets on both sides. He felt like a hip-hop artist.

As Chen Xinyi stepped out of the fitting room, she stood up.

She walked up to him and reached out to adjust the strap of his hat.

My fingers slid down the strap.

She brushed her fingertips against his collarbone and then patted his butt.

"I want this one too."

Lin Siyan shifted her position on the sofa and turned to look at the other shelves in the store.

When it was time to pay, the sales assistant's smile stretched from ear to ear.

The barcode scanner beeped, scanning one item after another.

"A total of 13,700 yuan."

13,700 in 2014.

The average college student's monthly living expenses are only around 1,000 yuan, which is enough for a student to eat in the school cafeteria for a year.

Wei Yi took out his phone from his pocket, intending to pay himself.

Chen Xinyi glared at him.

"Where did you get the money?"

Wei Yi opened his mouth.

You can't exactly say you won by betting on football.

He put the phone back in his pocket.

Chen Xinyi pulled a black credit card from her wallet and handed it to the sales assistant. She swiped the card, signed—all smoothly. Nearly 14,000 yuan was spent without her even blinking.

This woman is truly willing to invest heavily in him.

Carrying six or seven shopping bags, Chen Xinyi said she was hungry after leaving Oriental Plaza.

The three of them went to Donglaishun.

An old brand is indeed an old brand; the storefront may be small, but the inside is bustling with activity. Copper pots over charcoal fires, hand-cut fresh mutton, sesame sauce paired with fermented bean curd with chive blossoms—the aroma can waft halfway down the street.

Just as the pot was boiling, Chen Xinyi's phone vibrated.

She glanced down at the screen and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Lin Siyan asked.

"There's something going on at the restaurant; there's a problem with the lamb from the supplier." Chen Xinyi flipped her phone face down on the table. "Liu Yang is already handling it, but I might need to go over there."

As she said this, her gaze fell on Wei Yi.

They clearly don't want to leave.

Wei Yi picked up a piece of lettuce and put it in his mouth. "Sis, you go ahead and do your work. I can shop by myself."

Chen Xinyi hesitated for a few seconds.

She glanced at Lin Siyan, who nodded.

"Then you guys eat first." Chen Xinyi stood up, picked up her bag, and said, "I'll be right back after I'm done. Siyan, watch over him, don't let him get lost."

Before leaving, she bent down.

She brought her lips close to Wei Yi's ear.

"Good boy!"

It's one thing if hot air blows onto your earlobes.

She...she actually licked it!

Wei Yi paused for a moment as he picked up the mutton with his chopsticks.

Half of it was because of Chen Xinyi's actions, and the other half was because of Sister Lin on the other side.

He saw envy in Lin Siyan's eyes...

He was even a little worried that the woman opposite him would turn evil and kill him and his sister with a wood-chopping knife.