Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 170 Yu Mo's Depression

Just as Yu Mo was wondering if Mei Jia had stolen her home, Yi Fei, looking displeased, took the initiative to attack Nan Feng.

"Didn't someone always say they didn't like taking pictures? I asked you and Zhanbo to take a picture with me before, and you two absolutely refused. How come you're willing to offer up your stunning good looks now?"

"Actually, I don't like it now."

Nanfeng shrugged and glanced at Meijia, who was excitedly helping him pick out and try on clothes. "It's just that I'm the kind of person who responds better to gentle persuasion than force, and Meijia's request isn't unreasonable."

"Damn it... I wasn't being too forceful back then."

"Indeed, that was definitely the gentlest request you've ever made."

Nanfeng rolled her eyes at Yifei: "But your idea is just too hardcore. No matter how nice you are, Zhanbo and I would never agree to wear princess dresses and take pictures with you."

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Xiaoxian and the others quietly gathering closer to listen to the gossip. Even some of the saleswomen nearby couldn't resist pressing their ears closer.

The kind-hearted Nanfeng ignored Yifei's threatening gaze and decided to satisfy everyone's gossip desires.

"When she was little, she was particularly fond of Cinderella for a period of time, and she wanted us to dress up as Cinderella's two wicked stepsisters in princess dresses and take a group photo with her."

"Of course, Zhanbo and I would never agree to take a photo like that, as long as it's taken, it'll become a lifelong black mark on our history. And then... have you ever seen Cinderella uprooting a willow tree?"

The sales assistants nearby couldn't help but chuckle.

The young ladies, who knew nothing about Yifei, naively thought that Nanfeng's description of "uprooting the willow tree" was just a figure of speech.

"Nanfeng, how dare you expose my secrets!" Yifei said angrily. She was nothing like Lu Zhishen uprooting the willow tree.

That withered willow tree was only about the size of a bowl!

Nanfeng smiled and said, "Who told you to only say what is in your own interest? I was acting in self-defense and respecting everyone's right to know."

"Aren't you right?"

Nanfeng looked at Xiaoxian and his two companions who were laughing heartily.

"Yes, yes, yes..." Zeng Xiaoxian laughed so hard that his head was almost buried in the suits around him.

"Cinderella... I never thought you could be so cute, Yifei."

"Where are your pumpkin carriage and glass slippers? Would you like to show them to us?"

"Hahaha……"

Meijia and Yumo quietly moved away from Zeng Xiaoxian, who was laughing loudly.

"Zeng Xiaoxian~"

Yifei smiled and gently stroked Xiaoxian's face: "You're going to solicit sponsorships in a few days. In order for you to leave this clothing store unscathed, shouldn't we both restrain ourselves a bit?"

Zeng Xiaoxian's maniacal laughter froze as he recalled the panda eyes that hadn't faded for days.

Heaven knows how much foundation the TV station's makeup artist used to make herself look less like a Sichuan panda wandering in Shanghai when recording the show.

It's really not a good idea for him to go against Yifei at this critical juncture.

"Yes, restraint, we must restrain ourselves."

Xiaoxian snatched the light black suit that Yu Mo had chosen and ran to the fitting room, saying, "Thank you, Yu Mo. I'm going to try it on now. Love you, Yi Fei!"

"Nausea!"

Yifei got goosebumps all over from Xiaoxian's cheesy sweet talk.

She then looked at Meijia and Yumo.

Yu Mo and Mei Jia quickly waved their hands, "We didn't hear anything, and we didn't remember anything."

"very good."

Yifei looked at Nanfeng triumphantly: "See? Even if you expose my secrets, you can't win them over to your side. Sowing discord won't work on me."

"Who told you I was trying to sow discord?" Nanfeng said with a light smile.

I was merely employing a strategy of relieving the siege of Wei by attacking Zhao.

Thanks to Yifei's intimidating presence, the resentful gaze that had been clinging to him vanished without a trace.

Nanfeng was very satisfied with this.

"Yu Mo, what kind of suit do you think I should pick for Nan Feng to match my outfit today?"

After looking around for a while, Meijia still felt that her choice wasn't very good, so she skillfully went up to Yumo and acted cute and charming.

However, Yu Mo was immune to Mika's usual effective coquetry this time.

Last night I wore a face mask and used my skincare products.

Today I designed the makeup and styling, and I put together the outfit for you.

[Now I'm going to take a picture with the man I like!]

【They want me to help them pick out clothes again!】

Yu Mo smiled, appearing calm and collected, but inwardly she was going crazy.

She didn't really think that Mika and Nanfeng were developing a romantic relationship.

This incident may sound shocking at first glance, but compared to other bizarre experiences in the Love Apartment, it's quite normal.

Given Meijia's personality, it's not impossible that she would find a handsome guy she knows to take photos with her to make her look beautiful today.

As for the south wind...

He's usually easy to talk to, as long as your request is reasonable.

But despite her understanding and belief, Yu Mo was still very unhappy.

[This reason for taking a group photo under a legitimate pretext was actually Mika's idea!]

If I had known things would turn out this way, I shouldn't have just dressed up casually before going out today.

However, since things had already come to this point, Yu Mo still decided to give Mei Jia some advice.

She pointed to the suits next to her: "The most conservative choices are the most versatile black and white, and if you're going to wear pink, then red and purple would be good options."

"If you want complementarity, then choose green to create conflict and contrast."

[In her inner world, Yu Mo winked mischievously.]

Are you curious why I'm giving Mika such serious advice?

[Hehehe, it's a secret.]

Aside from relying solely on intuition when it comes to color matching, Mika has a rather good sense of style and aesthetics when it comes to men's clothing.

All of this is thanks to Lu Xiaobu, who shared all his knowledge with Meijia during their passionate romance, and Guan Gu, who has been Meijia's go-to guy for styling in Miracle Nikki all this time without complaint.

Yu Mo simply touched on the color of the suit, and Mei Jia quickly chose a rather eye-catching red suit based on Nan Feng's appearance.

"Nanfeng, what do you think of this outfit?"

Nanfeng carefully examined the suit that Meijia was holding up high: "The style is quite nice, but the color is a bit too bright. I don't know if I can pull it off."

"And I was just wondering, is it really allowed for us to try on clothes in stores and take photos together?"

Nanfeng looked back at the sales assistants not far away.

"Sir, if you are interested in buying, you can try on the suits in our store," one of the sales assistants said politely.

"We didn't plan to..." Meijia paused, then realized what was going on under the anxious look of the saleswoman.

"Yes, yes, we plan to buy it for New Year's Eve, red is festive."

Meijia, after all, had ventured out into the world at a young age, so she could understand such an obvious hint.

Having the intention to buy doesn't mean you have to buy it; you can just find some excuse later to say the clothes don't fit.

The sales assistant breathed a sigh of relief. She was worried that the seemingly naive young girl might not have understood her hints and might say that they had no intention of buying anything at all, which would have put her in a difficult position.

Although the sales assistants earn money through commission, they are ultimately just employees. If they can do something convenient for others, they will.

Of course, the main reason is that the man in the middle who looks particularly short-legged is likely to pay for the clothes he finds.

I can't make things difficult for his friends before I've even finished this deal.

Seeing that the sales assistant had said so, Nanfeng took the suit from Meijia and went into the fitting room next to Xiaoxian.

Not long after, Zeng Xiaoxian, who had gone in to try on clothes earlier, came out.

"How about it? Pretty cool, right?"

Zeng Xiaoxian raised an eyebrow at Yifei: "Don't you feel an urge to fall in love with me?"

"Fall in love with...you?" Yifei sneered. "You've asked the wrong person. I don't have the tools to do it."

Meijia's eyes lit up upon hearing this, her gaze shifting between Zeng Xiaoxian and Yifei: "Nanfeng once said: The biggest difference between humans and beasts is that humans can use tools."

...props?

Yu Mo's lips curved into a smile, and she couldn't help but let her imagination run wild.

[Yifei wore a sexy black leather outfit that accentuated her figure, with devil horns on her head, devil bat wings on her back, and a heart-shaped succubus tail that swayed gently as it rose high.]

She stood with her left hand on her hip, brandishing a leather whip with her right, laughing heartily.

【My dearest Xianbao~】

A delicate, white foot gently touches the edge of a mahogany chair. The scene extends upwards along with the foot, revealing Zeng Xiaoxian, who is firmly bound to the chair with tortoise-shell bindings.

Trembling, Zeng Xiaoxian stared intently at the leather whip in Yifei's hand. With each swing of the whip, a terrified scream escaped his mouth, which was stuffed with black silk.

Humans can use tools; they certainly know how to play more tricks than wild beasts.

She shook her head, trying to shake off the jumbled images in her mind.

If Yifei figured out what she was thinking, she'd be in big trouble.

[But will Yifei actually be wearing her secret sexy lingerie under her leather jacket?]

Regardless of the suggestive images and voiceovers in the older woman's mind, Nanfeng's soft voice echoed from the fitting room: "I didn't say that."

"Who said that?"

"Lu Xun or Wozki, they said 1,000% of the world's famous quotes."

"Wow, that's amazing!" Mika, the academic underachiever, believed it to be true.

Zeng Xiaoxian looked embarrassed: "That's enough, you guys. This is a public place, can't you be a little more mindful of your public image?"

"We're not public figures, so what public image do we have?" the four of them said in unison.

"What a bunch of spineless cowards," Zeng Xiaoxian said disdainfully.

He straightened up and asked with a smug look, "How about it? I should be able to outshine all the male radio anchors now, right?"

Yu Mo hesitated for a moment: "Teacher Zeng, why don't you go back into the fitting room and come out again to try it out?"

Why?

"Because the way you walked out just now looked like a monkey that escaped from a circus troupe."

Yu Mo said helplessly, "Can you stop joking around and just walk out like you normally do so so I can see the effect?"

"Yeah, even if you're a monkey in a crown, you should at least learn to walk like a normal person, right?" Yifei teased.

"How dare you talk like that!" Zeng Xiaoxian said angrily. "I was just trying to lighten the mood! Watch me unleash my charm this time, I'm going to amaze you all."

"snort."

Just you wait and see!

Zeng Xiaoxian ran back to the fitting room and kept taking deep breaths.

"Zeng Xiaoxian, you can do it, believe in yourself."

"You're a handsome man, a very charming handsome man."

"You are the most handsome guy in the world."

"Focus on the present, without any anxiety, only your resolute expression and handsome face."

Xiao Xian, who already thought he was very handsome, easily accepted this self-hypnosis. After adjusting his state, he straightened his head, stood tall, and strode forward.

Zeng Xiaoxian walked out of the fitting room, and the three of them, including Yifei, were immediately stunned.

"Wow...so handsome!" Mika clenched her fists, her eyes sparkling.

Yu Mo adjusted her glasses, her voice trembling slightly: "It really does feel completely different now."

"Not bad, how come I didn't realize he was so handsome before?"

Yifei crossed her arms, looking unwilling but having no choice but to honestly admit it.

Even the experienced saleswomen were whispering among themselves.

[In his inner world, Zeng Xiaoxian knelt on the ground, looking up at the sky and laughing loudly.]

【Hahaha……】

Tremble, aren't you? Completely awestruck by my handsomeness!

I knew it.

I knew it!

My brother Xian's charm is irresistible; I'm just usually more reserved.

[I've only revealed a tiny bit of my charm, and you're all captivated, aren't you!]

Zeng Xiaoxian laughs loudly as he rolls around on the floor like a crocodile.

Once Zeng Xiaoxian got smug, he couldn't hold back his smug grin any longer.

"Wow, I never expected you to look so handsome in a red suit!"

"That's..." he said with a sly smile, his already small eyes narrowing into slits.

I look handsome in a red suit.

Wait a minute!

Xiao Xian, who was basking in Mei Jia's praise, suddenly woke up with a start.

A red suit?

Zeng Xiaoxian was dumbfounded.

"Teacher Zeng, this suit suits you perfectly, even from behind." Nanfeng gently placed her fair hand on Zeng Xiaoxian.

Zeng Xiaoxian's head turned slowly, like a rusty gear, as he looked behind him.

Nanfeng, standing at 1.85 meters tall, wore a red suit, looking vibrant and radiant, arrogant and flamboyant.

Just as the setting sun paints the evening glow with crimson hues, a fierce southerly wind howls by, and the crimson clouds become the wind's garment.

Only such vibrant and passionate colors could bring out the warmth of Nanfeng's smile and the dazzling halo in her peach blossom eyes.

Just a glance, and the world recedes in a bright halo, everything we thought was eternal, including time.

They were all easily defeated.

[In his inner world, Zeng Xiaoxian leaned against the corner of the wall, crying and shouting with snot and tears streaming down his face.]

[Waaaaaah...]

South Wind, I hate you!

"What's wrong with this guy?" Nanfeng asked, puzzled, looking at Xiaoxian's tearful expression.

Yifei, who knows Xiaoxian best, said slowly, "Never mind him, he's just taken aback by your handsomeness."

"Well... how about I go change into another set?"

Nanfeng was both amused and exasperated, but she didn't want to discourage Xiaoxian's confidence.

"Absolutely not!" Meijia quickly stopped Nanfeng. "Teacher Zeng is in the entertainment industry, and sooner or later he will have to experience being overshadowed like this. Let's just treat this as a training opportunity for him."

The red, powerful Nanfeng is just too cool. She was all ready to take a group photo, so how could she let Nanfeng go back to change clothes?

Yifei raised her head slightly and said in a tone that suggested she had expected this, "I knew that the black, gray, and brown clothes you usually wear are not suitable for you at all. It's unbelievable that a young person doesn't even have a few brightly colored clothes in their wardrobe."

Nanfeng shrugged: "It's because black, gray, and brown are more resistant to dirt, and they're easier to wash clean in the washing machine than other colors."

He is a very simple person in life. He can prepare a lot of sandwiches in the refrigerator because he can't cook and doesn't want to order takeout every day. He can also choose clothes that are easier to wash because brightly colored clothes are hard to wash.

The essence is that he is stingy with his time and unwilling to spend it on these boring things.

"Alright, let's focus on Teacher Zeng instead." Yu Mo pointed to Xiao Xian, who was deeply discouraged, feeling that he would completely lose his spirit if she didn't praise him.

Zeng Xiaoxian was on the verge of tears: "Leave me alone, let me have some peace and quiet."

Height, build, proportions, looks... I can't compare to anyone, whether I can or can't. This is just too unfair.

Nanfeng gently patted Zeng Xiaoxian on the back: "Chest out, stomach in, head up."

"Don't forget what your goal is. You're here to tidy up your image and attract sponsorships, not to participate in a beauty pageant. Why are you so dejected?"

"You're not afraid I'll steal your sponsorship, are you?"

Zeng Xiaoxian was taken aback.

Yeah, Nanfeng isn't competing with me for sponsorship, so what am I afraid of?

So he straightened up, head held high.

"I have to say, this bitch actually looks quite decent in that outfit."

Considering the relationship between Yifei and Xiaoxian, her comments can already be considered a compliment.

"Teacher Zeng is actually quite handsome, it's just his demeanor..." Meijia muttered weakly.

Nanfeng waved his hand dismissively: "Charisma and demeanor are another project to be improved; we only need to consider appearance now."

"That's alright then, Teacher Zeng's outfit is very nice."

Yifei, Nanfeng, and Meijia all thought that Xiaoxian's outfit was already quite good, which boosted Xiaoxian's confidence again.

Only Yu Mo was still circling around Zeng Xiaoxian, saying, "I feel like there's something still off about this."

Yu Mo stroked her chin, scrutinizing Zeng Xiaoxian carefully while frowning in thought.

After a long pause, Yu Mo tentatively ordered, "Teacher Zeng, why don't you try raising both arms first?"

Zeng Xiaoxian didn't understand, but he still obediently raised his arms.

"Oh my god!"

Yu Mo stomped her feet in frustration: "Why are your arms different lengths besides your short legs?!"

"what?"

Here it comes!

Your pigeons have made a dazzling appearance.

I'm finally home today. It seems the ultimate purpose of all these outings is to make you cherish life at home.

I'll be updating once today to get back on track; tomorrow I'll be back to updating twice a day.

Sprinkling flowers!

Once the Lunar New Year holidays are completely over this month, around the end of February or the beginning of March, I'll start updating in bursts.

Stay tuned

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(End of this chapter)