Chapter 660: There’s a Kind of Clothing Called ’Your Wife Thinks It Can’t Be Worn

After dinner.

“Let’s go, let’s go shopping,” Su Qi said with a grin after changing her clothes.

She had been so happy at noon.

Jiang Zuo looked at Su Qi’s clothes with a straight face, then at his own, and finally sighed internally.

‘Why are they matching outfits?’

‘When did she even buy them?’

‘It’s not that it’s embarrassing to match with Su Qi, of course. The main thing is that we’ll probably stand out.’

But Jiang Zuo didn’t say anything. As long as Su Qi was happy, that was all that mattered.

“Let’s go buy some clothes. Winter is coming soon, and all the thick clothes at home are old,” Su Qi said, pulling Jiang Zuo out the door.

Jiang Zuo said, “I think my clothes are still wearable.”

Su Qi looked at Jiang Zuo and said, “There’s a type of clothing called ‘your wife thinks you can’t wear it.’ Let’s go.”

Meanwhile, at Jingyue Villa, Qing Lian asked curiously, “Sister Jingjing, why are we going to buy clothes?”

Jingyue said, “To prepare for winter.”

Qing Lian couldn’t understand. “But we’re Cultivators.”

Jingyue led the way. In response to Qing Lian’s question, she said unhurriedly, “Does being a Cultivator mean we can’t buy clothes? Are we supposed to walk down the street in Immortal Skirts and Saintess Attire?”

Qing Lian shook her head. “That would be too flashy.”

Jingyue asked again, “Then what about wearing short sleeves outside in the winter? Isn’t that flashy?”

They certainly wouldn’t get cold wearing short sleeves; for Cultivators, it was perfectly normal.

But for ordinary people, it wasn’t normal at all.

So, buying clothes was a very natural thing to do.

Qing Lian nodded. “I see. But wearing thick clothes feels so inconvenient.”

Just then, Jingyue suddenly smiled. “Qing Lian, let me ask you a question. If you see someone fall into a river, do you save them or not?”

Qing Lian answered without hesitation, “I save them.”

“What if this person doesn’t repay your kindness?”

“I still save them.”

“What if this person is an unpardonably wicked villain?”

Qing Lian hesitated, then lowered her head. “I… I’d still want to save them.”

Jingyue didn’t comment on that, instead asking, “What if there are many people by the river, and they just stand by and do nothing?”

Qing Lian said, “That’s their personal choice. You can’t force them. My desire to save them is my own business. I can’t force others to help; at the very least, forcing someone is wrong.”

Jingyue smiled. “That’s right, you can’t force them. But what if after you pull him out, he turns around and pushes you into the river?”

Qing Lian’s pupils contracted. Finally, she said in a pained voice, “Sister, I… I would still want to save them.”

Jingyue patted Qing Lian’s head. “Then do you find it troublesome? If you do, you can actually cast it aside, just like the thick clothes.

Because you don’t really need these extra things.”

Qing Lian was stunned.

Finally, she nodded emphatically.

‘I don’t really get it, but it sounds profound.’

Jingyue shrugged and then said with a smile, “I just thought of a very interesting question. Want to try and answer it? I was originally going to ask the little resentful wife.”

Qing Lian was curious. “What’s the question?”

Jingyue thought for a moment and asked, “If your husband and your mom both fell in a river, who would you save first?”

Qing Lian said, “Sister, I’m an orphan, and I’m not married.”

Jingyue frowned. That was a problem. She changed the question and asked again, “Then what if the little resentful wife and I both fell in a river, who would you save first? And by the way, forget any extra circumstances. If we fall in, we’re goners. You can only save one. Who do you save?”

Pain filled Qing Lian’s eyes. In the end, she shook her head. “I don’t know.”

Jingyue laughed. “I think anyone who asks this question has something wrong with their head.

There’s no possible answer to this question, because if you really encountered this situation, you wouldn’t be able to choose.

The only thing you could do is act on instinct.

Who would have time to think?

Hasn’t the person who came up with this question ever tried asking it to themselves?

Would their own choice be the same as the one they expect from the other person?”

Qing Lian said, “Are you saying you’re silly, Sister?”

Jingyue looked helpless. ‘Do I really seem like that kind of person?’

Who was she, a single Saintess, supposed to ask this question to?

If she asked the little resentful wife, the answer would probably be to save her husband, and then she’d add: ‘Sister, we’ll visit your grave every year.’

“…”

Finally, Jingyue said, “Last question. If I and an unpardonably wicked person both fell into a river, who would you save, Qing Lian?”

Qing Lian immediately replied, “I’d save Sister Jingjing.”

Jingyue smiled happily, then cupped Qing Lian’s face. “Good girl. Come on, I’ll take you to buy some clothes.”

Qing Lian didn’t understand why.

————

Su Qi and Jiang Zuo arrived at a clothing store.

There were a lot of clothes and a lot of people.

Su Qi was currently picking out clothes for herself.

Jiang Zuo was naturally following behind her.

But as they passed the skirt section, Jiang Zuo glanced over.

Su Qi immediately hopped in front of Jiang Zuo. “Do you want me to buy a skirt?”

Su Qi often had to get into fights, so she rarely bought skirts.

In Cultivation, there were Immortal Skirts, but they were completely different from these kinds of skirts.

It felt like she hadn’t worn a normal skirt in a very long time.

Fortunately, she wasn’t particularly fond of them herself.

But if Jiang Zuo liked them, of course she would wear one.

Faced with Su Qi’s question, Jiang Zuo didn’t know how to answer.

‘Su Qi uses Sword Flight, flying through the sky every day. What’s the point of her wearing a skirt?’

‘But then again, under normal circumstances, it would look very nice on her.’

So, Jiang Zuo nodded.

Afterward, Su Qi found a blue, knee-length mesh skirt. “I’m going to go try this on.”

A short while later, Su Qi came out, looking at Jiang Zuo expectantly. “Does it look good?”

Jiang Zuo glanced at Su Qi. The person wearing it was beautiful, more so than the skirt itself.

Su Qi asked again, “Does it match my shoes?”

Jiang Zuo looked at Su Qi’s feet. ‘Well, her feet are quite pretty.’

Then Jiang Zuo said, “You’re wearing flip-flops.”

Su Qi’s expression changed. She walked back into the fitting room and said, “I’m not buying it.”

Jiang Zuo was completely baffled.

Just as Su Qi went inside, someone behind Jiang Zuo suddenly called out, “Brother Jiang?”

Jiang Zuo turned around and saw Sister Jingyue and Qing Lian.

He glanced at them, then turned back to look at Su Qi’s fitting room.

Jingyue: “…”

Qing Lian: “…”

In truth, Jiang Zuo just didn’t know what to call Qing Lian, so he decided not to address either of them.

Jingyue didn’t mind. Instead, she asked, “What are you two buying?”

Jiang Zuo said, “Su Qi was trying on a skirt.”

Jingyue was surprised. “A skirt? For winter?”

Jiang Zuo froze.

‘Oh, right. That is a good point.’

Come to think of it, he had almost forgotten. The skirt Su Qi just tried on was a summer style.

‘What’s the point of buying that?’

Jiang Zuo couldn’t answer Jingyue’s question.

Just then, Su Qi came out. “Sis, Qing Lian, what are you two doing here?”

There were other people around, so she called her “Sis.” “Sister Jingyue” wouldn’t have been appropriate.

Then Jingyue asked her the same question.

Su Qi, however, shot a look at Jiang Zuo and said in a passive-aggressive tone, “Who said anything about winter? This was for a certain someone, and in the end, I didn’t even get a single compliment.

He even found fault with my shoes. Aren’t sandals shoes?

Sandals have feelings, you know!”

Jiang Zuo: “…”