"Of course." Lin Chuan nodded, saying, "If you don't believe it, then I might as well go down first."

After speaking, Lin Chuan grabbed his ski poles and pushed off, instantly leaping down. Lin Chuan didn't brake but bent his body forward slightly, tightly holding the ski poles with his center of gravity slightly forward. Tang Yumeng was stunned: "Lin Chuan, slow down."

Whoosh...

Far from slowing down, Lin Chuan instead charged towards a small, simple obstacle on the side. He quickly crossed the obstacle and the elastic force of the obstacle propelled him forward.

Whoosh...

The scene instantly caused a commotion, as many people watched Lin Chuan jump to a height of three or four meters, rushing down the mountain at high speed. Mid-air, Lin Chuan still maintained a slightly crouched pose, using his knees to cushion the landing and reduce the strain on his body.

Boom...

A large amount of snow splattered, and Lin Chuan swiftly burst out from among the snowflakes.

"This guy is really awesome."

"A master, he truly is a master."

"Tsk tsk, this kid's quite skilled."

Laymen watch the excitement; experts watch the technique. Some ski instructors couldn't help but praise Lin Chuan's skiing skills. Tang Yumeng's eyes widened, this guy's skiing skills were indeed impressive. One veteran instructor said, "This guy perfectly demonstrates pear-shaped skiing and jumping skiing. He really is quite skilled, but with so many people here, it seems a bit unsafe to play like this."

A few minutes later, Lin Chuan immediately landed at the foot of the mountain.

"Sister, it's your turn now." Lin Chuan stood at the foot of the mountain and waved to Tang Yumeng.

Tang Yumeng nodded and carefully skied down the slope, turning gravity into potential energy. She quickly dove down, her speed increasing. She gradually relied on pear-shaped skiing to reduce her speed, to make sure it stayed within her control range. She didn't have Lin Chuan's skill to cross obstacles. Her skiing method was the very traditional parallel skiing, which women liked because it was safe.

After reaching the bottom of the mountain, Tang Yumeng laughed, "Lin Chuan, you are so amazing."

"Cough cough... appearances can be deceiving," Lin Chuan said with a deliberately playful smile.

"Not humble at all." Tang Yumeng adjusted her glasses and tapped Lin Chuan on the head.

The crowd was manageable in the morning, but in the afternoon, it became much denser. The ski slopes were overcrowded, making it impossible to perform real skiing techniques. Lin Chuan could only give up, and Tang Yumeng laughed, "How about... we go shopping?"

"Sure." Lin Chuan nodded.

Skiing was indeed a bit dull; skiing with Tang Yumeng was even more of a waste of this lovely time. Being with a beauty, one should do everything possible to nurture the relationship. Lin Chuan had already resolved internally that he would win over Tang Yumeng, no matter what. Even though she might not like him now, he believed that with his efforts, she would eventually fall for him.

The two left the ski resort and it was already one-thirty in the afternoon.

They found a place to eat, then hurriedly headed straight to the commercial center of Jiangbei City.

Today was Christmas, and the streets were filled with various Christmas gifts for sale. Walking on the commercial street, Tang Yumeng was very happy, "Seeing Jiangbei City so prosperous, it seems everyone is living happily. As the city's secretary, I'm very satisfied."

"That's right." Lin Chuan nodded.

At that moment, a lightly dressed little girl with a small bamboo basket approached Lin Chuan and Tang Yumeng.

"Brother, sister, buy an apple please." The little girl shivered in the cold wind.

"Christmas day and still selling apples?" Lin Chuan curiously asked.

"These were left over from Christmas Eve yesterday." The little girl shivered, "So I brought them to sell today. These apples are so good, it would be a waste not to."

Lin Chuan smiled, saying, "Then give me two."

Lin Chuan gave the little girl a hundred yuan: "No need for change."

"Thank you, brother." The little girl was instantly overjoyed.

Tang Yumeng held one of the apples, without any gift box or label—just a very ordinary apple. These apples would go for six or seven yuan per jin at the supermarket. On Christmas Eve, wrapped in a gift box, their value would instantly skyrocket to ten or even twenty yuan. Even though the little girl only asked for five yuan per apple, society ultimately still judges by appearances. Without the gift box, how could one present it? Thus, few people bought them. Even though the little girl only had a little over twenty jin of apples, she only sold half, and more than ten jin of apples remained unsold.

"This child is so pitiable." Tang Yumeng watched the little girl cheerfully leaving.

"Yeah!" Lin Chuan nodded, saying, "She should be in school at her age, but instead, she's out here braving the weather to earn money. It's really tough."

As he spoke, Lin Chuan had already started peeling an apple with a knife, and it must be said, Lin Chuan's apple peeling skills were top-notch. He peeled the apple cleanly in just a few strokes, as if he was stripping off a thin layer of clothing.

"Wow, you're amazing at peeling apples." Tang Yumeng said in amazement as she watched Lin Chuan.

"Of course." Lin Chuan nodded and said, "Peeling apples is as easy as stripping a woman's clothes..."

No sooner had he spoken these words, Lin Chuan was immediately dumbstruck; the words of his drill instructor had spilled out just as they were. Perhaps he really felt that way when peeling apples. However, he had accidentally said this in front of Tang Yumeng.

Lin Chuan stealthily glanced at Tang Yumeng, whose face had turned crimson. She bit her red lips, silent for a long time, then cursed: "You lecher."

Having said that, she turned her head and walked into the mall.

The mall was bustling with people. On Christmas Eve, stores offered significant promotions, and some branded stores also joined in. Tang Yumeng entered the mall and was like a fish in water. She quickly moved between stores, buying several articles of clothing, each one quite expensive. The prices were so high they left Lin Chuan smacking his lips in astonishment. My god, an eight-thousand-yuan dress, she bought it without even trying it on, and a fifteen-thousand-yuan coat, it did look good in the mirror, but she paid the full price without bargaining and just swiped her card.

He followed her into seven or eight stores, and she had already spent fifty to sixty thousand yuan.

"Such a spendthrift woman," Lin Chuan muttered to himself as he followed behind.

Tang Yumeng seemed to still not have had enough. She said excitedly, "Let's go upstairs and have a look."

"Still going?" Lin Chuan was stunned, saying, "You've already bought several pieces. That's enough for you for the winter."

"This is just the beginning," Tang Yumeng said, surprised as she looked at Lin Chuan. "There are a few big brands upstairs. I'll pick an Armani for you. Oh right, wasn't your suit from the 1990s damaged during that bank robbery last time? I'll get you a new one."

Having said that, Tang Yumeng hooked her arm through Lin Chuan's and headed upstairs. Lin Chuan involuntarily followed along, not because Tang Yumeng was gifting him an Armani, but because when she hooked his arm, her body couldn't help but lean against his, the softness on her right side pressing against his arm, instantly lifting his spirits. Moreover, from such a close distance, he could even smell the faint fragrance of Tang Yumeng, not sure whether it was her body scent or the smell of her hair.

Before they knew it, they were on the third floor. There were clearly fewer people here since it was mostly big brands with high prices—one pair of underwear cost over five hundred yuan. A coat was casually priced at twenty to thirty thousand, and the discount was minimal. Even with a discount, those were out-of-season styles.

Tang Yumeng pulled Lin Chuan into the Armani store.

The staff inside were very polite, handsome men and beautiful women, all dressed in black suits with a golden pin on the chest. Both hands were covered with white silk gloves. When they saw customers entering the store, the two staff members at the door bowed and said, "Welcome to Armani."

Tang Yumeng walked right in. Her eyes quickly locked on the treasures of the store—one set of men's clothing and one set of women's clothing. The men's clothing was a tailored suit; black, with the solemnity of formal attire, the elegance of a tuxedo, and indeed, the casual flair. Overall, this suit seemed to fit into many occasions.

"This set..." Tang Yumeng hurriedly pointed at the set on the model.

"Miss, you have a good eye," a nearby saleswoman quickly said with a smile: "This is our newest design this year, the Armani Black Diamond. It's the labor of love from top designer Mucas. Moreover, it's a limited edition, with only one piece available in the whole of China. And, we just displayed it yesterday."

"How much?" Tang Yumeng asked.

"One hundred and twenty-five thousand eight hundred." The saleswoman proficiently recited.

"That expensive?" Lin Chuan exclaimed, "That's just ripping people off."

"Let him try it on first." Tang Yumeng waved her hand.

"Sister, forget it, a suit can last me several years," Lin Chuan was somewhat dumbfounded. Spending three to five thousand on a suit was already a luxury for him, yet here she was, wanting to buy a suit costing over one hundred and twenty thousand. This wasn't buying clothes, this was burning money.

The saleswoman hurriedly took the clothes off the model.

Left with no choice, Lin Chuan reluctantly went into the fitting room.

After changing, Lin Chuan walked out of the fitting room looking completely transformed. The female sales staff were stunned, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground, and one of the saleswomen even couldn't help but sneakily take a photo with her phone.

"Miss, look, this gentleman fits so well," The saleswoman eagerly exclaimed.

Tang Yumeng was also slightly shocked; although she thought Lin Chuan was handsome, in this Armani Black Pearl suit, his entire demeanor had undergone a dramatic change. His tall figure and muscular legs, the black suit accentuating Lin Chuan's fair skin. Lin Chuan fiddled with his sleeve, saying, "This suit clearly doesn't fit, look at this sleeve..."

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