As she spoke, Jiang Churan led Jiang Cheng toward the entrance of the shopping mall.
Jiang Churan elegantly raised her hand, gently tucked a few stray strands of hair behind her ear, and replied with a smile.
"No, not really. It's actually because Shuang Shuang is having a birthday tonight, and she specifically organized a party. If we go tonight, there should be plenty of food. If I eat now, I'll exceed my calorie limit."
"Shen Shuang?" Jiang Cheng repeated the name, sounding confused.
Jiang Churan nodded with a slight smile and softly replied, "Yes, the one who took me drinking at your station last time. I came today because I wanted to see what to buy her as a gift. Do you want to come along?"
Seeing Jiang Churan invite him, Jiang Cheng nodded: "Alright, I'll tag along to the party then."
Hearing Jiang Cheng agree, Jiang Churan also nodded contentedly and replied, "Hmm, if she knew you were coming too, she'd probably be very happy?"
Jiang Cheng, however, was confused by that statement.
He quickly said, "What do you mean? You're scaring me. I'm not falling for that trick. Since I'm going along, you have to help me pick out a gift for her too."
Hearing this, Jiang Churan couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle softly.
She raised her slender, long fingers and pointed toward the Dior counter not far ahead.
Her red lips parted lightly, and she happily said, "No problem. I noticed her Dior perfume is almost finished, so I plan to get her a bottle."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng instinctively looked in the direction Jiang Churan was pointing.
"Dior?"
Jiang Churan replied with a pained expression, "Yes, to buy this perfume, I had to dip into the little stash of savings I've accumulated."
Having gone shopping with various women so many times, Jiang Cheng still had an impression of Dior perfumes.
Jiang Cheng did not say anything along the lines of 'it's only a thousand yuan.'
Instead, he replied, "It seems like you and Shen Shuang have a pretty good relationship then?"
Jiang Churan confirmed, "Yes, Sister Shuang is very good to me. She even let me stay at the apartment she rented off campus during the holidays."
Jiang Cheng nodded: "I don't really know what you girls usually like to use. Why don't you help me pick something out?"
Looking from afar, one could see a bustling crowd in front of the Dior makeup counter.
Upon entering the store, they discovered that Lin Yanxi, the woman who had just initiated a conversation with Jiang Cheng, also happened to be at this counter.
At this moment, Lin Yanxi was holding a small, exquisite shopping basket, which was already full of various cosmetic products.
Perhaps because she was purchasing so many items, the Sales Associate enthusiastically stayed right beside her, attentively providing thoughtful service.
The Sales Associate eagerly introduced, "Miss Lin, this toner is one of our store's hottest products! Many customers are rushing to buy it. Not only is the price affordable and budget-friendly, but the capacity is also huge—a full five hundred milliliters!"
Hearing this, Lin Yanxi turned her head slightly, and her gaze happened to fall upon Jiang Churan and Jiang Cheng, who had just entered the store.
She merely glanced indifferently at Jiang Churan, showing no obvious emotional fluctuations on her face.
However, deep within her slightly narrowed eyes, a hint of undetectable disdain could still be perceived.
Lin Yanxi's lips curved slightly upward, revealing an expression that was not quite a smile.
Then, she replied in a tone that seemed casual but was actually loaded with hidden meaning:
As she finished speaking, she deliberately cast her gaze toward Jiang Churan again, as if those words were specifically meant for her.
Regarding Lin Yanxi's slightly provocative expression, Jiang Churan's heart rippled momentarily but quickly returned to calm.
Thanks to the rigorous physical training she had received over a long period, even though she felt uncomfortable internally, she was able to maintain a graceful and dignified posture.
There were no signs of inferiority or retreat in her movements.
Just then, the System rang out with a "Ding!"
"Special Mission Issued!"
"Please take Jiang Churan shopping. Time limit: one hour to spend one million yuan."
"Mission Reward: Will be calculated comprehensively based on Jiang Churan's shopping pleasure level."
One million yuan?? One hour??
That's simple, right??
After all, this is Sanlitun, and there are plenty of brands.
Spending such a large sum of money would be incredibly easy.
The greatest difficulty still lay in the calculation based on Jiang Churan's inner pleasure level.
To be honest, Jiang Cheng sometimes felt that this System had some simp elements.
But it didn't matter. Jiang Cheng had long been young, promising, and not prone to self-doubt.
As the saying goes, a simp who simps until the end will have everything.
Besides, if others were simping for this kind of beauty, Jiang Cheng wouldn't want that, so he could only do the simping himself.
Jiang Churan immediately turned her gaze toward the dazzling array of merchandise shelves before her.
She secretly pondered what kind of gift she should have Jiang Cheng give Shen Shuang.
Originally, she intended to have Jiang Cheng give Shen Shuang a lipstick.
It should be noted that Dior brand lipsticks were considered a relatively affordable and budget-friendly option compared to other items in this store.
The price generally fell within the range of two hundred to three hundred yuan.
Given the relationship between Jiang Cheng and Shen Shuang, sending a gift of such a moderate price seemed quite appropriate and suitable.
However, as soon as the thought arose, Jiang Churan quickly dismissed it.
Because upon closer consideration, having Jiang Cheng give lipstick didn't seem quite right.
After all, usually, only couples exchange items like lipstick, which are relatively intimate and hold special meaning!
After Jiang Churan looked up and surveyed the surrounding shelves again.
She then spoke with a slightly troubled expression: "How about... we just send some skincare products, like that toner?"
As she spoke, her gaze unconsciously swept toward the toner on the shelf next to Lin Yanxi.
But she noticed that the other person's eyes were constantly glancing in her direction, subtly yet persistently.
Jiang Cheng naturally noticed this as well.
Seeing that Jiang Churan was referring to the toner in Lin Yanxi's shopping basket.
Jiang Cheng suddenly curled his lips into a slightly mischievous, wicked smile.
He gently shook his head, and then, surprisingly, mimicked Jiang Churan's previous tone, speaking in an odd, sarcastic manner.
"Only three hundred yuan?? Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's ridiculous! Something so cheap isn't suitable for you."