Chapter 55: Fastening the Clasp

Chapter 55: Chapter 55: Fastening the Clasp

Jiang Fan’s body went stiff, and he didn’t dare to turn around.

He’d recognized the person behind him just from her voice.

"Hey, handsome. Is your little girlfriend here?"

"She’s not going to get jealous, is she?"

The beautiful woman who had her eye on the goth-loli lingerie set chuckled.

"Ahem, you’re joking, ma’am. She’s not my girlfriend."

"I’ll get that down for you to try on."

Jiang Fan rubbed his nose, then reached up and took the goth-loli set down from the wall, handing it to the woman.

"You’re really something else, handsome. Able to keep your composure around such a pretty young thing?"

With another teasing remark, the woman took the lingerie and headed to the fitting room.

Only then did Jiang Fan turn his head. Just as he’d expected, Rong Anyao was staring at him with a strange expression.

"You... you work here now?"

Rong Anyao looked at him in disbelief.

’A grown man, selling lingerie here?’

"Weren’t you... delivering food before?"

"Life’s tough. You do what you have to do to make money."

"What brings you here?"

Jiang Fan didn’t want to dwell on the topic.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, Rong Anyao’s face turned red.

’What an idiot,’ Jiang Fan thought, wanting to slap himself. ’Of course a girl who comes to a lingerie store is here to buy lingerie.’

’And I had to ask.’

’Especially with a man selling intimate apparel... A young woman like her would obviously be embarrassed.’

"Ahem, well, why don’t you take a look and see if there’s anything you like?"

"If you have any questions, I can give you some recommendations."

Jiang Fan found the words coming more and more easily. It seemed he was getting a much thicker skin.

"If I buy something here, will you get the commission?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah."

After a brief pause, Jiang Fan nodded.

"Okay, then give me some recommendations."

"Which set do you think would suit me?"

Rong Anyao seemed to have steeled her resolve, whispering to Jiang Fan with a blush on her face.

"Huh???"

Meeting Jiang Fan’s questioning gaze, Rong Anyao spoke softly, "I just want you to earn a little more money so you don’t have to work so hard."

"Besides, I have to buy it somewhere."

"And you don’t have to feel awkward. I think you’re more honest and straightforward than most men."

The men Rong Anyao had known before were either obsessed with saving face or couldn’t handle any real hardship.

They’d pretend to be well-off even when they were broke.

But Jiang Fan was different. He could talk about a job like this without any shame.

Seeing Rong Anyao’s earnest expression, Jiang Fan rubbed his nose, a bit sheepishly. ’Am I really that great?’ he wondered.

"Stop, you’re going to make my head swell."

Jiang Fan shook his head.

"Why don’t you look around for a bit? I still have another customer to help."

"Okay."

Rong Anyao nodded, and Jiang Fan walked over to the last of the three women.

"Have you found anything you like, ma’am?"

"Would you like me to offer some suggestions?"

’This woman is seriously stacked,’ Jiang Fan thought, marveling inwardly. ’Even more so than Sun Yanzi.’

’But her proportions are incredible.’

’And best of all, you can tell they’re real just by looking.’

’Not like all those fake boobs out there.’

"Just help me find the right size. The style isn’t that important."

"I have a hard time finding my size."

Jiang Fan thought for a moment as memories surged through his mind.

He had memorized the brands and features of over 98% of Xuerong Group’s products. Now he searched his mental database to find a style and size that would be a perfect match for her.

"Ma’am, our company has a product that I think would be perfect for you."

"If you’ll follow me."

Jiang Fan led her to the southeast corner of the store. Rong Anyao, though pretending to browse on her own, subconsciously crept behind them, her ears pricked to overhear their conversation.

Jiang Fan took a lingerie set from a special display case. The size was certainly large enough, but the style was rather provocative.

"This is a special limited-edition item from our company. It’s made from one-hundred-percent pure cotton, so it will feel wonderful against your skin, providing absolute comfort with no irritation."

"A style like this is perfect for someone as... well-endowed as you."

"Most people, even if they wanted to buy it, probably wouldn’t have the... assets to pull it off. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak, so to speak."

"Of course, being a special limited edition, it is a bit pricier."

Jiang Fan’s two suggestive remarks brought a satisfied smile to the woman’s face.

The style might not have been her first choice, but what woman doesn’t enjoy being complimented by a man?

Especially when it’s about the part of herself she’s most proud of.

"You’ve got good taste, handsome. In that case, I’ll go try it on."

With that, she took the lingerie and went into the fitting room. Jiang Fan turned his head, and his eyes met Rong Anyao’s.

The air between them grew a little awkward.

"I just came over to look at the things here... I didn’t mean to eavesdrop,"

Rong Anyao whispered, her face beet-red.

Jiang Fan noticed she was blushing so furiously he thought her cheeks might start bleeding.

"So, have you found anything you like? Feel free to ask if you have any questions."

"Hey, handsome. I can’t get the clasp in the back."

"Could you come give me a hand?"

As the sultry voice rang out, both Jiang Fan and Rong Anyao’s eyes widened in shock.

From the sound of it, it was clearly the well-endowed woman.

Jiang Fan rubbed his nose and walked over, but he didn’t immediately enter the fitting room.

Instead, he stood outside the door and said, "Should I get one of the other sales associates to help you?"

"I’m a man, so it would be a little inappropriate for me to go in."

"What’s the matter? Afraid I’m going to eat you alive?"

"Is it against store policy for an employee to help a customer with a clasp? I thought the customer was always right."

"Tell me, should I file a complaint?"

"Ahem... of course, of course."

Jiang Fan’s head was starting to throb. If a complaint reached that slave driver Li Muwan, he could kiss this month’s salary goodbye.

"Hey, you can’t go in there!"

Rong Anyao cried out anxiously from behind him.

But Jiang Fan had already pushed the door open and stepped inside.

The sight that greeted him almost made his nose gush blood. His eyes locked in place.

Stretches of snow-white skin, long, slender legs with perfect proportions.

And then there was that surging chest, which the special limited-edition bra he’d recommended seemed barely able to contain.

Jiang Fan was afraid they were going to pop out at any second. What was he supposed to do then, try to catch them?

"Had enough of a look, you little pervert? If you’re done staring, come help me with this clasp. I’ll let you get an even better look later."

"Ahem."

’See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil.’

’My heart is as clear as ice; even if the heavens fall, I will not be moved...’

Jiang Fan muttered under his breath, quickly lowering his head and moving behind her.

Only then did Jiang Fan get a true sense of just how magnificent her... assets... were.

Even with a G-cup, the clasp was still a short distance from closing.

Having no other choice, Jiang Fan had to pull a little harder.

"Ngh."