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Chapter 83 Sister Zhou, you look so beautiful today!

Today is the second day of the National Day holiday, and Zhou Shutang slept until she naturally woke up.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, streaming into the bedroom through the sheer curtains. It was already past nine in the morning.

She lay lazily in the soft quilt, her mind clear, yet she craved this rare moment of leisure, her thoughts drifting aimlessly: What should I do today?

Yesterday I met up with my best friend Lin Qiunan, and we spent the whole day shopping, drinking tea, and chatting.

It wouldn't be appropriate to ask them out again today.

As I was thinking this, that figure—the tall, sunny Chen Zhiyuan with a confident smile—involuntarily came to mind.

The corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up, forming a soft arc.

After hesitating for a moment, she reached for her phone on the pillow, a thought flashing through her mind: Should I... take the initiative to call him?

As if by telepathy, the phone rang at that very moment.

The name flashing on the screen was none other than "Chen Zhiyuan".

Zhou Shutang's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason, then quickened again, a mix of surprise and anticipation quietly spreading through her.

She took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound calm and natural, before sliding to answer the call: "Zhiyuan, happy holiday!"

"Happy Holiday, Sister Zhou!" Chen Zhiyuan's cheerful, clear, and energetic voice came through the receiver, carrying the unique vigor of a young person.

After a few brief greetings, he got straight to the point: "Sister Zhou, there's something I'd like to ask you for help with. I bought a house and want to find a professional renovation company to design and decorate it. Do you have any reliable connections?"

"Zhiyuan, you bought a house?!" Zhou Shutang's voice was filled with obvious surprise, and she even unconsciously sat up a little from the bed. "Where did you buy it, and how big is it?"

Chen Zhiyuan smiled and briefly explained the details of the 388-square-meter penthouse in Jinghu Impression.

"You're amazing!"

Zhou Shutang sincerely praised, his eyes shining even brighter, "To be able to acquire such a business at such a young age is remarkable."

You've come to the right person. I happen to have a friend who works in interior design; his company is one of the largest in Jiangzhou. I can introduce you to him.

Chen Zhiyuan felt relieved; he had indeed found the right person.

"That's great, Sister Zhou, thank you for your help."

"Why are we being so polite?" Zhou Shutang said in a light tone, with a hint of barely perceptible intimacy. "You really should thank me... How about you treat me to lunch today?"

As soon as she said it, she was slightly surprised by her initiative, but it was quickly replaced by a faint sense of anticipation.

After a moment's thought, Chen Zhiyuan realized that he didn't have any plans for the day. Having a pleasant and easy-going older sister like Zhou Shutang to have dinner with was naturally a wonderful thing.

He readily agreed, "No problem! You choose the place, or should I pick you up?"

"I'll pick you up," Zhou Shutang said almost without hesitation. "It's right at the entrance of your dorm building, but I might need to get ready a little. I'll be there around 11:30, is that okay?"

"Yes, no problem at all!" Chen Zhiyuan happily agreed. With Zhou Shutang driving to pick him up, he didn't even have to walk or drive, and he was happy to relax.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Shutang instantly felt refreshed and wide awake.

She immediately got out of bed, walked briskly into the bathroom, and began to carefully groom herself.

Washing her face, skincare, makeup, choosing clothes... The woman in the mirror has bright eyes and white teeth, and looks radiant. Her well-fitting dress makes her look both gentle and capable.

She looked at herself in the mirror from left to right, and a satisfied smile curved her lips: Hmm, not bad.

With a light little bag on her back, she went out the door in high spirits.

Around 11:30 a.m., her sleek car pulled up right in front of the No. 13 male dormitory building at Jiangnan University.

During the National Day holiday, the campus was more relaxed than usual, and there was a considerable flow of people in front of the dormitory buildings.

In 1999, private cars were already scarce, and the fact that the driver was a young woman with outstanding temperament and beautiful appearance naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Many boys couldn't help but stop and take a second look, but feeling Zhou Shutang's natural and slightly distant elegant aura, none of them dared to go up and chat with her.

Before long, Chen Zhiyuan appeared at the building entrance.

His simple casual attire couldn't hide his tall and straight figure and his exceptionally handsome face under the sunlight.

"Sister Zhou, you look so beautiful today!" Chen Zhiyuan opened the car door, smiling and praising her with a sincere and natural tone.

Zhou Shutang smiled, a sweet feeling rising in her heart. "Your words are getting sweeter and sweeter. Get in the car, let's go."

Chen Zhiyuan got into the passenger seat and fastened his seatbelt.

The car started smoothly and slowly drove away from the campus.

As Zhou Shutang drove, she asked with a bright smile, "Zhiyuan, where would you like to eat? Is there anything in particular you'd like to try?"

Chen Zhiyuan readily agreed, "You know the provincial capital much better than I do. You choose the location, and I'll take care of the bill."

"You said it yourself," Zhou Shutang said jokingly, raising an eyebrow. "Then I'll pick a good place today and give you a good rip-off. Don't worry about your wallet then."

"Of course not." Chen Zhiyuan chuckled, his tone certain. "It's just a meal; I can afford to treat you."

The royalties from the second volume of "Those Things of the Ming Dynasty" have already arrived in his account, and his pockets are now bulging. The cost of a meal is nothing to him.

Zhou Shutang said he wanted to "rip him off," but he was actually very measured in his words.

Instead of choosing those luxurious venues, she opted for a mid-range, elegant Chinese restaurant with a good reputation.

The dishes were exquisite and delicious, and the two chatted and ate in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

A meal like this only costs a few dozen yuan.

After the meal, Zhou Shutang sipped her tea and said, "Thank you for your hospitality today, Zhiyuan. It's still early. I have an appointment with President Tian to meet at the entrance of the Jinghu Impression residential area at three o'clock this afternoon. How about we take a stroll around the neighborhood first?"

The "General Manager Tian" she mentioned is the owner of a well-known home decoration company in Jiangzhou.

Chen Zhiyuan nodded: "Okay, let's take a look around then."

Not far from the restaurant was a large shopping mall, grand in scale, bustling with people, and filled with a festive atmosphere. All kinds of shops were there, offering a wide variety of clothing, shoes, hats, and accessories.

Upon entering a branded menswear store, Zhou Shutang's eyes were quickly drawn to a casual suit.

She picked it up and held it up in front of Chen Zhiyuan, her eyes brightening slightly: "Zhiyuan, this outfit suits you quite well, would you like to try it on?"

Chen Zhiyuan was slightly surprised. He had thought that Zhou Shutang would be the one browsing the items, but unexpectedly, she picked out the first thing for him.

He took the clothes and examined them. The cut and fabric were indeed excellent; Sister Zhou's taste was definitely on point. "Okay, I'll try them on."

When he changed his clothes and came out of the fitting room, Zhou Shutang was immediately struck by his appearance.

The well-fitting cut perfectly outlines his tall and slender figure, while the simple design further accentuates his refreshing and handsome appearance, which lies between youth and adulthood.

Indeed, good looks and a great figure make one a natural clothes hanger.