"Damn it!" Hu Zhicong was completely dejected. He was running low on cash.

This only made his expression turn more sinister. ’This whole miserable situation is all Chen Jincheng’s fault.’

’He’d better not give me an opening!’

...

Near Ganjiang University was a well-known shopping center called Jinhua Mall. It specialized in women’s apparel, selling everything from casual wear, sleepwear, and lingerie to Hanfu and dance costumes...

After the car stopped, Chen Jincheng led the three women out, while the driver waited in the parking lot.

"Chen Tongxue, what kind of dance costume are we looking for?" Li Suwan asked curiously.

"Let’s look around first," Chen Jincheng said without elaborating.

Upon entering the mall, he went straight to a shop selling historical-style Hanfu, but unfortunately, it didn’t have the dance costume he was looking for.

He moved on to the next one, but it was the same story.

The moment he stepped into the third shop, Chen Jincheng’s eyes lit up. He walked straight toward a vibrant red, water-sleeved Hanfu. He examined the design. It was not only similar to the one Jin Cheng wore in the other world, but its style was also perfect for dancing.

"Teacher Li, try this one on. Then do a waist bend and a hip sway," Chen Jincheng said, then called out to the salesgirl at the counter, "Excuse me, miss! Could you get this Hanfu down for us?"

The salesgirl was clearly pleased to be called "miss" and came over with a smile. "Sir... ah... Chen Jincheng!"

Her eyes instantly filled with disbelief.

She had been following his online activities for the past couple of days and knew he was in Ganjiang City, but she never imagined she would actually run into him at her shop.

She excitedly took down the vibrant red, water-sleeved Hanfu.

After Li Suwan took the Hanfu, she went to the fitting room.

The salesgirl, meanwhile, looked at Chen Jincheng expectantly. "Can we get a picture together?"

"Sure!" Chen Jincheng smiled and nodded, making a peace sign as he posed for a video with the salesgirl.

After filming the video, the salesgirl, beaming with joy, started tapping away on her phone, likely posting it to her social media or Tiao Yin.

A moment later, Li Suwan emerged wearing the vibrant red, water-sleeved Hanfu and went to look at herself in the mirror.

She discovered that the outfit suited her disposition surprisingly well.

’This is a real surprise.’

Then, she went over to Chen Jincheng and began to perform the waist bend and hip sway, showcasing her graceful dance form.

Her movements were flawless, and the vibrant red Hanfu truly made them even more captivating to watch.

Moreover, with her charming and mature beauty, she looked just like an imperial concubine who could enthrall an emperor.

The salesgirl was captivated by her dancing. Then, an idea struck her, and she immediately pulled out her phone to record a video. ’This has to be related to the Divination Dance, right?’

"Teacher Li, that’s perfect. We’ll take this one," Chen Jincheng praised once more. He then paid for the outfit and led everyone out.

Buying the "refined lady" version of the dance costume was much easier. They found a women’s clothing store that sold dance skirts and quickly purchased the one Li Muxi needed.

After buying the two dance costumes, Chen Jincheng glanced at Xiaoju, who was tagging along. "Come on, let’s get you an outfit, too."

"Me too?" Xiaoju was visibly stunned.

She had thought she was just an outsider. Hearing his words, an undeniable hint of pleasant surprise lit up her pretty face.

"Let’s go!" Chen Jincheng smiled, leading the three women into a clothing store with more mature styles.

Xiaoju followed him into the shop and asked, her mouth slightly agape, "You think the clothes in here will suit me?"

’Is Chen Jincheng messing with me?’ she wondered.

Li Suwan and Li Muxi couldn’t help but stifle their laughter. The styles in this store were indeed aimed at an older demographic—the "auntie" level, so to speak.

"I think they’re a perfect fit. No one knows your strengths better than I do," Chen Jincheng said with a broad smile.

In the other world, after Xiaoju got famous, her Innate Widow Sacred Body earned her another nickname: Aunt Ju.

Dressed in an "auntie-style" outfit, complete with a "widow’s" hairstyle and a black bow hair accessory that countless otaku found irresistible, the aura of her Innate Widow Sacred Body was amplified to its absolute peak.

Xiaoju’s two most popular videos featured her in an "auntie-style" French dress—a purple top paired with a black miniskirt. Combined with her alluring "widow’s" hairstyle and the black bow hair accessory, she filmed two separate videos in the same outfit, and both surpassed two million likes.

For a beautiful woman, the lines between age-appropriate clothing blur. It all comes down to whether the style suits her unique aura.

Xiaoju pouted when she heard him. ’He acts like he knows me so well, but we’ve only known each other for less than half a day, haven’t we?’

Chen Jincheng, however, had already walked over to an outfit with a purple top and a black miniskirt. He took it off the rack and handed it to Xiaoju. "Change into this."

"Oh." Xiaoju reluctantly took the clothes and headed to the fitting room.

The clerk in this shop was an older woman whose interests were clearly different from those of the younger generation, so she didn’t recognize him.

A moment later, Xiaoju emerged from the fitting room.

Chen Jincheng looked over, and his eyes lit up. In this outfit, Xiaoju seemed to have aged up and matured in an instant, but it also fully awakened that special quality of her Innate Widow Sacred Body.

Even Li Suwan stared in astonishment at the young woman’s transformation. After just a change of clothes, she had gained an indescribable new layer of beauty.

Xiaoju walked to the mirror and was momentarily stunned by her own reflection.