46: Chapter 46 Coach Wang is going to check your physical limits!

Jiang Li didn't say a word; he went straight to the counter to pay for the pair of stockings.

The card reader let out a "beep," and the system notification sound followed immediately.

[Cashback Card triggered — 3x cashback, 600 yuan received.]

Nice.

Although the amount wasn't huge, even a mosquito's leg is still meat; the real big haul would come when he went on a shopping spree later.

Carrying the bag of stockings, he pushed open the fitting room door and stepped inside.

This Valentino fitting room was truly different.

Black marble floors, warm yellow spotlights, a floor-to-ceiling mirror stretching from the floor to the ceiling, and a suede stool in the corner.

The space wasn't much smaller than the bedroom in Jiang Li's shop, and once the door was closed, it became a completely independent little room.

Rent in small counties is cheap, so luxury brands are actually more willing to invest in the customer experience when opening stores here.

"Brother Jiang~"

Wang Yaoyao leaned her back against the wall and gave him a wink.

The dark purple off-the-shoulder top she wore today made her collarbone lines exceptionally distinct, and her long legs, clad in a black bodycon athletic miniskirt, were slightly crossed.

While Jiang Li was looking around the room, she had already changed into the new pair of stockings.

Jiang Li's gaze swept over her, and before he could speak, Wang Yaoyao extended a finger and beckoned him over.

"Have you never thought about... getting revenge on that person outside?"

Jiang Li asked, knowing the answer, his lips curling slightly: "How do you want to get revenge?"

Wang Yaoyao didn't answer.

She reached out and locked the fitting room door with a crisp, clean "click."

Then she turned around, wrapped her arms around Jiang Li's neck, hung onto him, and tilted her face up. Her almond-shaped eyes shimmered, and her voice was sweet and soft.

"Member, as your personal trainer, it is my duty to check your physical fitness at any time."

She stood on her tiptoes, leaned close to Jiang Li's ear, and her warm breath brushed against his earlobe.

"Now then, Coach Wang is going to test where your physical limits are~"

Outside the fitting room.

Chen Lingling stood by the shelf, clutching a studded high heel so tightly that her knuckles had turned white.

It had been a long time since Jiang Li entered the fitting room.

She was absolutely right about what she thought earlier.

She really did still have feelings for Jiang Li.

No, to be precise, it was because Jiang Li was rich now that she had feelings for him again.

But Chen Lingling didn't think there was anything wrong with that.

Feelings and money were essentially the same thing; she was just a bit more honest than other women.

But the problem now was that the woman named Wang Yaoyao had dragged Jiang Li into the fitting room right in front of her, and they still hadn't come out.

Could she tolerate this?

She, Chen Lingling, was Jiang Li's ex-girlfriend!

Even if it was in the past, it was a legitimate first love, the woman who had walked with Jiang Li through university.

Why should she let some unknown gym trainer steal him right under her nose?

No, she had to ruin their fun!

Chen Lingling took a deep breath, grabbed two pieces of clothing from the shelf to drape over her arm, and walked toward the fitting room, her high heels clicking "clack, clack, clack" against the floor.

Before she reached it, a figure blocked her path.

It was her colleague, the female sales associate who had been serving Jiang Li since he entered the store.

"Where are you going?" the colleague asked, crossing her arms with a wary look.

Chen Lingling felt guilty for a moment, but quickly raised the clothes on her arm with feigned confidence: "I'm going to see if they want to try on other clothes."

The colleague looked down at the two pieces of clothing on Chen Lingling's arm.

A neon green sports vest, a bright purple pair of wide-leg pants...

It was obvious she had grabbed them at random—an aesthetic disaster.

She couldn't help but twitch her lips.

"You don't need to go either. If anyone goes, it should be me. This has been my customer from start to finish."

"Then you go?" Chen Lingling looked at her colleague with hope.

She didn't care who went, as long as someone did.

The important thing was to make those two inside stop immediately!

The colleague was left speechless by her look.

"I'm not going either."

She wasn't stupid.

Knowing full well what the two people inside were doing, and still going over to knock on the door...

Did she not want this sale anymore?

She had seen clearly just a moment ago that Jiang Li was carrying several jewelry store bags, easily worth tens of thousands of yuan.

With that kind of spending power in Fanxing County, he was definitely a top-tier customer.

Go and disturb someone like that?

Unless her brain was caught in a door.

"You—!!!" Chen Lingling was furious, but swallowed the words that came to her lips.

It wasn't that she couldn't understand her colleague's thinking.

If this happened to her colleague, she would definitely stop the other person too.

The main thing was... they had only known each other for a few days, and they usually did their own sales; why would anyone give her any face?

Chen Lingling gritted her teeth, retreated to the side of the shelf, and stared fixedly at the fitting room door.

She waited for another hour.

The mall had long since closed, the rolling shutters were half-drawn, and only a few spotlights remained on in the store.

Chen Lingling finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

"It's long past closing time, don't you want to go home?" She turned her head to look at her colleague. "If you want to leave, I'll go help you urge them to hurry up and come out."

The colleague leaned against the counter, resting her arms on the surface, and replied with a smile:

"I'm not in a rush. Providing good service to every customer is my duty."

Chen Lingling's mouth twitched.

Damn it, even though this person was hard to deal with, she certainly knew how to talk.

She huffed and continued to stare at the fitting room door.

Fine, she wanted to see how long Jiang Li could keep this up!

Another while passed.

The two-hour mark had passed.

The fitting room door still hadn't opened.

Chen Lingling's expression finally changed.

What the hell... isn't this going too far?

She turned to look at her colleague and found that the smile on her colleague's face had also frozen.

For this long, could they be in there playing Honor of Kings?

If they were really sparring...

People would die, right!

The colleague licked her somewhat dry lips, hesitating for the first time.

Could something have actually happened?

Just as she was seriously considering whether to go over and knock on the door, the fitting room door finally opened.

Jiang Li walked out first.

His expression was normal, his breathing steady, as if he had just gone in to drop off a pair of pants for the past two-plus hours.

Wang Yaoyao followed behind him, her hair disheveled and draped over her shoulders, a few damp strands sticking to her forehead.

Her almond eyes were veiled in a layer of mist, her pupils slightly unfocused, and she looked as if she had just been pulled back to reality from a long dream.

She leaned entirely on Jiang Li while walking, and Jiang Li had one arm around her waist, half-supporting and half-carrying her as he led her out.

But the moment her gaze swept over Chen Lingling...

Wang Yaoyao's dazed pupils refocused almost instinctively.

She lifted her chin slightly and shot Chen Lingling a look that couldn't be more provocative.

"Brother Jiang~"

Her voice was still a bit hoarse, but every word was filled with flaunting.

"The clothes you helped pick... are really beautiful!"

Jiang Li grinned and waved his hand.

"If they're beautiful, then buy them!"

As he said this, he pointed to several pairs of shoes and a pile of stockings.

"This, this, this... all of these, wrap them all up for me. You take some, and leave the rest at your shop as spares!"

Wang Yaoyao buried her face in Jiang Li's chest, stuck her tongue out at Chen Lingling, and the corners of her mouth curled into a triumphant arc:

"Thank you, hubby~"

The colleague was stunned for a moment, then jumped up, her eyes shining so brightly they could be used as high-beam headlights.

Holy crap! I hit the jackpot!