bigabreads Chapter 88 Handover Day! A full-fledged fashion show, showcasing different body types, the ultimate
Chapter 88 Handover Day! A full-fledged fashion show, showcasing different body types, the ultimate
The completion of Phase I of the Genting Apartments is a momentous event unprecedented in the surrounding area.
A huge red carpet stretched from the village entrance all the way to the two towering glazed tile buildings, with strings of red lanterns hanging on both sides. Against the backdrop of white snow, the red was dazzling and festive.
The village entrance was packed with carriages from all the prominent ladies and wealthy merchants in the county, and even from nouveau riche from neighboring counties who had heard the news.
"Sister Liu, is the house built by the Qin family really that miraculous?" A wealthy woman in a mink coat asked, fanning herself with a suspicious look.
Madam Liu was touching up her makeup, her eyes gleaming with a wolfish light: "Whether the house is magical or not is secondary; today is the first public appearance of those seven men from the Qin family. I heard that Sister Su designed something like... 'uniforms' for them? Oh my, just hearing that word makes my legs weak!"
As they were talking, the crowd suddenly fell silent for a moment, followed by a scream that nearly lifted the roof off!
"It's out! It's out!"
Su Wan stood on the high platform. Today, she wore a bright red brocade high-necked long dress, covered with a snow-white fox fur coat. Her black hair was tied up high, adorned only with a white jade hairpin carved by Qin Mo. Red and white, fire and snow, she was breathtakingly beautiful, like a fiery rose blooming on a snowfield.
But at that moment, all the women's gazes passed over her and were fixed on the seven men behind her.
What a visual shock that was!
The Qin brothers used to be handsome, but they wore coarse cloth and short jackets—a rugged kind of handsome. But today—
Qin Lie walked at the very front.
He wore a dark blue, fitted formal suit with such sharp tailoring that it looked as if it had been carved with a knife.
The fabric clung tightly to his broad shoulders and bulging chest muscles, stretching precariously with his movements, as if it were about to burst from his muscular physique.
The most ingenious thing is that Su Wan designed a "waist-cinching" style for him.
A wide leather belt cinched tightly around his waist and abdomen, perfectly outlining his inverted triangle physique.
His long legs were encased in impeccably tailored trousers, and every step he took on the red carpet seemed to tread on the hearts of the women in the audience.
This is no hunter who slaughters pigs and wolves! This is clearly a cold-faced Yama who controls life and death, a walking embodiment of masculinity!
Behind him, Qin Mo pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses.
A dark gray vest over a snow-white shirt, with one button deliberately undone at the collar, revealing a section of pale collarbone.
The armbands were tightly wrapped around his upper arms, giving him an air of scum that was beneath his refined demeanor. His gaze swept across the room indifferently, the cold light reflected from his glasses sending a shiver down one's spine, yet also making one want to kneel at his feet.
Needless to say, the third brother, Qin Meng, was practically "tortured" in that outfit.
Even though Su Wan had deliberately made the size loose, his terrifying muscle mass still made the suit look like a bodysuit. Especially his thighs; with every step, the fabric made a creaking sound as it struggled under the weight, exuding a primal sense of power.
The fourth brother, Qin Yue, was extremely flamboyant, wearing a wine-red suit and a silver chain made by Su Wan from scrap glass hanging on his chest, which jingled with each step.
With a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and a folding fan twirling in his hand, he was a bewitching and enchanting devil.
The fifth and sixth twins wore identical dark blue uniforms, perfectly blending youthful energy with masculine ruggedness, and walked with a powerful stride.
Even the usually gloomy seventh brother, Qin An, was dressed in a pure black turtleneck suit today, which made his face look even paler and sickly. His "keep away" aura aroused the protective instincts of countless rich women.
"My God..." Madam Liu, sitting in the audience, clutched her chest, nearly fainting. "This isn't a handover ceremony, it's a concubine selection!"
Su Wan stood in the middle, feeling the countless predatory gazes around her, and her lips twitched.
She turned around and whispered, "Tone it down, everyone. Don't look so serious, like you're going to chop someone up."
Qin Lie lowered his head, his previously hard jawline softening instantly, his voice deep and resonant like a bass cannon: "Jiaojiao, these clothes are too tight. They're making me uncomfortable."
Su Wan blushed, remembering the embarrassment she felt last night when she couldn't button the last few buttons while trying on clothes for him. She whispered, "Big brother, just bear with it. You can take them off after the ribbon-cutting ceremony."
Qin Lie's Adam's apple bobbed, his deep gaze fixed on the back of her neck: "Hmm, take it off when we get back and show it to Jiao Jiao."
Su Wan: "..."
Could you please refrain from saying such misleading things in public?
The auspicious time has arrived.
The emcee shouted, "Ribbon cutting—!"
The hostesses came up with a tray, and a red ribbon ball was placed in the center of the red carpet.
As the chief designer and owner of "Cloud Top Apartment", Su Wan naturally had to take the lead.
She picked up the scissors wrapped in gold foil and cut the red silk with force.
"..."
It's not broken.
Su Wan paused for a moment, then exerted more force.
It's still not broken.
Whether it was because the scissors had become dull from the cold or because the red silk was of such high quality (after all, it was a tribute silk that the fourth brother had bought at a high price), the scissors were now awkwardly stuck.
With hundreds of eyes fixed on her from below the stage, Su Wan's forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat. Her hands were already weak, and now they were even more trembling with nervousness.
"What's wrong? Is it impossible to cut?"
"Oh my, Su's hands are so delicate, like scallions, how could she do such rough work?"
Some people in the audience started making a fuss.
Just as Su Wan bit her lip, preparing to exert force with both hands, a scorching shadow suddenly loomed over her from behind.
It was an extremely oppressive masculine aura, mixed with the biting cold wind and the unique scent of soap on a man, instantly enveloping her completely.
Qin Lie had somehow gotten close to her from behind.
Without saying a word, he simply stretched out his large, calloused hand and wrapped it around Su Wan's small hand that was holding the scissors.
His hands were large, with long, strong fingers and rough, hot fingertips.
Su Wan's hands were completely enveloped in his palms, making them appear so small and fragile.
In that instant, Su Wan felt her back pressed tightly against his hard, iron-like chest. Through the thin fabric, she could even feel the steady, powerful heartbeat in his chest.
"Thump, thump, thump."
The vibrations made her ears go weak.
"Jiaojiao, you're too weak."
Qin Lie lowered his head, his chin almost resting on the top of her head, his warm breath spraying onto her sensitive earlobe without reservation, arousing a shiver.
His voice was hoarse and deep, carrying a hint of doting and teasing that only she could understand: "From now on, call me 'Big Brother' for this kind of rough work, so you don't hurt your hands."
Before he finished speaking, he applied slight pressure with his large hand.
Those sharpest hunter's hands in the world held hers, manipulating those blunt scissors as easily as cutting tofu.
"Click."
The red silk that Su Wan couldn't cut broke instantly, leaving a clean, mirror-like cut.
Red flowers fall to the ground.
The crowd only calmed down for a second before erupting into even more frenzied screams!
"Aaaaaah! I want to have Boss Qin hold my hand while cutting the ribbon too!"
"This is too much pampering! Such a poor physique! So protective! I can't take it anymore, quickly pinch my philtrum!"
[Beep! Strong feelings of attraction and possessiveness detected! Current attraction level +180! System reward: One set of blueprints for a fully automatic security gate!]
Su Wan's face turned so red it was almost bleeding, and she tried to pull her hand back.
But Qin Lie didn't let go immediately. He caressed the back of her hand with his fingertips in an extremely ambiguous way, his eyes filled with a hint of lingering desire, before reluctantly letting go.
Su Wan's heart was pounding wildly. Where did her usually serious boss learn such a trick!
"Don't run around, stand behind me," he commanded in a low voice, his gaze sweeping across the room like a blade, instantly forcing back several lecherous men who tried to squeeze in during the chaos.
However, the Qin brothers were simply too charming.
The ribbon-cutting ceremony had barely ended when the red lines that had been maintained to keep order were breached.
These pampered ladies, who were used to living a life of luxury, suddenly unleashed a fighting force comparable to wild boars descending from the mountain, heading straight for the few walking clothes racks.
"Oh my! Is this the fourth son? He's much better looking than my deadbeat husband!"
Mrs. Liu, relying on her status as a VIP customer, rushed to the front.
She had long coveted Qin Yue's lean waist and faintly visible abs, and under the guise of "congratulations," she reached out and touched Qin Yue's waist.
Although Qin Yue loved money, he adhered to male virtues even more (mainly because he was afraid his elder brother would beat him, and even more afraid his sister-in-law would misunderstand).
Just as Madam Liu's lewd hands were about to touch the fabric of his expensive suit, Qin Yue narrowed his peach blossom eyes, slipped like an eel, and flashed directly behind Su Wan.
He gripped the hem of Su Wan's fox fur coat with both hands, lowered his head, and shouted in an extremely aggrieved and manipulative tone:
"Sister-in-law! Help! That fat auntie is molesting me!"
Madam Liu's hand froze in mid-air, her face flushing red and then turning pale: "Fourth Master Qin, what are you saying? I just wanted to touch this fabric..."
Qin Yue peeked half his head out from behind Su Wan's shoulder, pointed at Madam Liu, and accused her, his eyes reddening (pretended): "Sister-in-law, look at her! Her eyes are practically devouring me! I'm a pure and innocent young man, if she smears me, how am I supposed to serve you in the future!"
Su Wan: "..."
With acting skills like that, it's a waste that she's not a professional opera singer.
But seeing the fourth brother's "frightened deer" appearance, Su Wan's protective instincts instantly kicked in.
She took a step forward, completely blocking the 1.8-meter-tall Qin Yue behind her.
Although she was petite, her aura at that moment was that of someone two meters and eighty centimeters tall.
Su Wan slightly raised her chin, a professional fake smile on her face, but her eyes swept over Madam Liu and the group of restless noblewomen with a sharp, knife-like gaze.
"Sister Liu, and ladies of the house."
Su Wan's voice wasn't loud, but it was clear and resonant, instantly silencing the noisy crowd.
"The Genting Apartments sells houses and services, but not people."
She reached out and gently patted Qin Yue's hand behind her to soothe the irritated fox, then looked coldly at Madam Liu: "My fourth brother is 'delicate' and cannot withstand such enthusiasm from you sisters."
If anyone can't control themselves, then this VIP card qualification... I can take it back at any time.
Even when facing the wealthiest group of patrons in the entire county, Su Wan refused to budge an inch in order to protect her man!
When Madam Liu was stared at by Su Wan, she inexplicably felt a chill run down her spine. It was the same protective look that Qin Lie had given her.
"Oh dear... Sister Su is joking. I was just kidding, just kidding." Madam Liu awkwardly withdrew her hand and chuckled twice.
Qin Yue hid behind Su Wan, watching his sister-in-law's thin but determined back, his lips curled up wildly, and his peach blossom eyes were full of triumphant smiles.
He lowered his head, bringing his nose close to Su Wan's neck, and took a deep breath of the cool plum blossom scent emanating from her. His voice was so sweet it could be drawn out like silk: "Sister-in-law still loves me the most. Sister-in-law, from now on I'll hang myself on your belt and never go anywhere else."
Qin Mo, the second brother who had been silent until now, pushed up his glasses and said coldly, "Fourth brother, have you had enough? If you don't let go, eldest brother will draw his knife."
Qin Yue turned around and looked.
Sure enough, Qin Lie, the eldest brother, had his hand on the decorative short knife at his waist, his eyes fixed on the hand that was gripping Su Wan's clothes, as if he was thinking about where to strike first.
The third brother, Qin Meng, was even more direct. He stood like an iron tower on the other side of Su Wan, glaring angrily at the wealthy businessman trying to squeeze in: "What are you looking at! My sister-in-law is not someone you can look at! Anyone who dares to push past, I'll throw him out and kick him around like a football!"
The handover ceremony finally came to a close amidst the fierce guard of the seven Qin brothers, who treated their wives like thieves.
Su Wan breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, let's go back inside." She gave the order, "Big brother, this suit... I'll help you take it off when we get back."
Qin Lie's muscles tensed instantly, his gaze so intense it almost melted the winter snow.
"what!"