The next morning, Lin Feng slept in and woke up naturally.
He took his time washing up, then shot Su Qingwen a message: tell Tang Tang to meet at Wanda Plaza at 11:30, and make sure to bring her to that lingerie store on the third floor that sells risqué stuff.
Lin Feng got to the mall early and sat in a café diagonally opposite the lingerie store, like a patient hunter waiting for his prey.
Right after 11:30, two stunning figures entered his view.
Su Qingwen had dressed up for the occasion, wearing a pale yellow camisole mini dress that showed off her slender arms and straight legs — lively and sexy.
Beside her, Tang Tang kept it simple in a white fitted T‑shirt and high‑waisted light blue jeans.
Even the most basic outfit was shaped by her perfect figure into curves that could stop traffic.
The T‑shirt hugged her full bust, making her tiny waist look impossibly narrow.
The high‑waisted jeans stretched her already long legs to an extreme proportion, her round, perky hips tracing enticing arcs with every step.
She walked quietly, her cool aura forming an invisible barrier that made her stand out in the bustling mall like a lone crane in a flock — a scene of her own, turning heads wherever she went.
Lin Feng saw Su Qingwen follow the plan, enthusiastically dragging Tang Tang into the exquisitely decorated lingerie store, heading straight for the boldest sexy lingerie section.
Su Qingwen was thrilled by the daring lace and sheer fabrics, already imagining herself wearing them in front of Lin Feng.
Tang Tang, on the other hand, was clearly uneasy, her flawless fair face tinged with unnatural redness, avoiding eye contact, obviously deeply embarrassed by such intimate garments.
The fish has bitten.
Lin Feng immediately texted Su Qingwen: [Make an excuse, leave her alone for five minutes.]
Su Qingwen instantly replied with an "OK" emoji, then clutched her stomach, said something to Tang Tang, and hurried toward the store's restroom.
Left alone, Tang Tang grew even more awkward.
She kept her head down, pretending to check her phone, not daring to even glance at the daring lace and sheer pieces nearby.
Now!
A sharp glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He strode into the store.
From a black plastic bag, he pulled out some of the boldest, most revealing lingerie — a black lace catwoman set, an almost completely sheer tulle slip dress, and a minuscule thong.
He'd already paid via QR code scan earlier.
Silently, he moved behind Tang Tang, mentally chanting: Freeze!
Instantly, her body locked in place, still hunched over her phone, unmoving, even her eyeballs unable to turn — like a flawless statue.
Lin Feng moved fast.
He took her soft, boneless hand and brought the black lace thong up to her nose, angling it just right before snapping a photo with his phone — capturing her seeming to sniff the lingerie in a "perverted" pose.
Next, he guided her hand to frantically shove the lingerie into her Chanel bag, snapping another photo — ironclad evidence of "possession."
After that, he actually put the lingerie into her bag, took the chance to plant a kiss on her red lips, parted her teeth, and sucked on her little tongue with greedy longing.
His hands weren't idle either — slipping under her T‑shirt and bra to grope those smooth, ample breasts and the cute, pink nipples.
Unfortunately, time was limited, or he would've loved to taste the milky fragrance of her tender nipples. Only when time was almost up did he reluctantly withdraw his wandering hands, snap his fingers, lift the freeze, and wipe away her memory of those thirty seconds.
To Tang Tang, it just felt like she'd spaced out briefly, maybe been kissed and copped a feel, but she couldn't be sure — she'd been alone near the display.
Soon, Su Qingwen returned and led Tang Tang out of the store.
Since the items were already paid for, the door alarms didn't go off.
The two had lunch together.
Afterward, Su Qingwen excused herself to the restroom — in reality, to meet up with Lin Feng.
"Here's what you say next…" Lin Feng instructed her in a low voice.
Su Qingwen's jaw dropped. "Huh? That… will that work?"
"Trust me." His eyes radiated unquestionable confidence.
Back in the restaurant, Tang Tang reached into her bag for lip gloss to touch up, but her fingers brushed against something soft and silky.
Curious, she unzipped the compartment and froze.
Inside… there were several pieces of those… those shameless lingerie sets!?
Her head went buzz, blank.
She'd never dare look at such embarrassing clothes, let alone touch them!
Why were they in her bag!? She had no memory of this!
Color drained from Tang Tang's face, her hand trembling as she clutched the bag, panicked, scanning the surroundings, terrified someone would discover the "stolen goods."
While she was still dazed, Su Qingwen returned mysteriously.
"Tangtang, I've got huge gossip!" Su Qingwen sat down, lowering her voice. "A bunch of people gathered at the store entrance — apparently, there was a theft, and the police were called!"
Tang Tang's heart sank, her limbs turning cold.
Theft? At the lingerie store?
Wasn't the thief… her!?
If the police caught her, she'd not only get expelled, but her family would find out!
She'd always been the pride of her parents and relatives; getting into Jiangnan Normal University had been celebrated with a big party.
If they learned she was expelled for stealing…
The consequences were unimaginable!
Her lips quivered, about to confess to Su Qingwen that she had no idea how those things got in her bag, wanting to clear things with the store together.
But then Su Qingwen continued indignantly:
"What's wrong with people nowadays? Are they psychos? Stealing what? Freakin' sexy lingerie! I saw lots of classmates gathering around, even social media people filming — saying they'll expose that pervert!"
Classmates? Social media? Exposure?
Those words hit Tang Tang like sledgehammers.
The words on her lips were swallowed back down.
If she rushed over now, in front of all those classmates and cameras, pulling those embarrassing pieces out of her designer bag…
It'd be social suicide!
Caught red-handed — who'd believe she didn't steal them!?
Tang Tang wasn't good at hiding her emotions; all her panic and fear showed on her face, pale eyes, and eyes darting.
Nervous to the point her voice trembled, she forced calm: "Th‑then… won't the police just check the surveillance and find out who did it…?"