I'm Not Afraid of My Wife Being 30 Years Old, I'm Afraid of Her Knowing Everything

Mu Qianqian knew exactly what Shen Zhi meant, and she chuckled:

”Oh, Xiao Zhi, what can I say? You can rest assured. The designer took this into account. Look, isn’t this part wide enough? It can definitely cover everything; it won’t be tight.

Of course, this style is definitely narrower than traditional ones, but it’s not a big problem. You’ll definitely feel a bit unaccustomed at first, but you’ll get used to it after wearing it for a while. Especially in such hot weather, wearing this style is actually quite breathable and cool.”

After Mu Qianqian’s explanation, Shen Zhi nodded, half-understanding. The image of herself wearing this popped into her head, and she felt it was strange. She mumbled:

”But, this... am I really suited to wear this? The front seems quite sheer; it probably won’t cover the line, right? Wouldn’t it show through...?”

Shen Zhi’s words left Mu Qianqian speechless, and she sighed helplessly to herself:

”Sigh, bringing a young girl to buy these things is really tiring. That Little Scoundrel Jiang Hao just threw this difficult problem to me to satisfy his own pleasure. It’s truly exhausting. No, next time we’re alone, I must make him compensate me properly...”

Mu Qianqian didn’t want to dwell on this set of clothes with Shen Zhi.

This was only the first set she had tried on, and there were many more styles to come.

If they tried them on one by one, it would waste a lot of time, and she didn’t have the energy for that.

Mu Qianqian packed these away and told Shen Zhi:

”Xiao Zhi, don’t overthink it. These are all worn under your clothes; no one will see them except you. Of course, if you’re willing, Jiang Hao can see them too.”

Just as Shen Zhi was about to say something upon hearing this, Mu Qianqian quickly said:

”Alright, alright. Xiao Zhi, don’t be shy. When a woman wears clothes like this, the most important thing is that the fabric and size fit her well. And it’s about showing your most perfect and sexy side in front of the person you like, showing your own feminine charm.

Perhaps you don’t understand this point now, but it doesn’t matter; you will understand sooner or later. Come on, put on your coat, and let’s go find other styles. This is just the beginning; there are many more styles to try later. Let’s not waste time. Go, go, let’s go find new styles...”

The fitting room door opened.

Mu Qianqian pulled Shen Zhi out and continued to pick out other styles of lingerie in the shop.

Mu Qianqian specifically picked out a few very revealing styles for Shen Zhi, even more so than the one she had tried on before, which made Shen Zhi feel incredibly nervous:

”Oh my god, isn’t this just two pieces of cloth held together by strings? I’m afraid a gust of wind would blow it away. It doesn’t cover anything at all...”

Mu Qianqian didn’t want to dwell on this anymore and quickly said:

”Oh, it won’t blow away, it won’t. Just this one, just this one...”

Just as Mu Qianqian was taking Shen Zhi to pick out lingerie in the shop, on the other side, in a car, Qu Xiaoting had finished her wonderful time through her own efforts.

She leaned back in the driver’s seat.

Her face was flushed, her breathing heavy, her eyes filled with allure—truly full of seductiveness.

Qu Xiaoting wiped her hands, opened the driver’s side window to let some air in and let the scent in the car dissipate, then sighed:

”Every time I do this, I feel empty and tired. This feeling is really not satisfying.”

After pondering for a few seconds, Qu Xiaoting bit her lip, seemingly having made up her mind:

”No, once I’m done being busy these next two days, I must go find Jiang Hao. I have to reward myself properly. I don’t want to rely on myself to solve this kind of thing for the rest of my life. I don’t want to mistreat myself.”

Qu Xiaoting put the tissue in her hand into the box beside her, picked up her phone, and sent a message to Jiang Hao:

”Little Rascal, have you been very busy lately?”

After sending the message to Jiang Hao, Qu Xiaoting drove away, speeding towards her home; she was heading back.

”Victory!”

Hearing the voice in the game and looking at the big ”Victory” on the phone screen,

Jiang Hao stretched his somewhat sore arms and sent a message to Su Anan:

”How about that? Is your Brother Hao fierce or what?”

Su Anan, who had been led to two consecutive wins by Jiang Hao, was in a great mood, her pretty face full of excitement.