1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 436 The Feelings Grow Deeper

Zhao Ruixue really liked this evening gown.

It wasn't just because she was beautiful, but also because after putting on this dress, Zhao Ruixue saw a completely different version of herself in the mirror compared to the previous twenty years.

It turns out she could have such a future possibility.

However, liking it and the inspiration it gave her for the future were not enough to convince her to spend 360,000 yen to buy a dress.

After all, that's too extravagant; she still carries the thrifty genes of the Chinese people deep down.

With a touch of regret, I changed back into my original clothes.

But to her surprise, Cheng Kaiyan actually bought the dress.

At this moment, Zhao Ruixue felt a mixture of surprise and delight.

Surprisingly, Cheng Kaiyan still had money on hand after spending 100,000 last time.

This is not surprising, though, as this guy has consistently earned a lot of royalties since he started writing.

It's not surprising that I exchanged some foreign currency on my way to Japan.

It's just that over 300,000 yuan is a rather large amount, but considering Cheng Kaiyan's extravagant spending habits, it's quite normal.

To her surprise, the amount of money was so large that even she felt it was too much.

Needless to say, for Cheng Kaiyan, the 360,000 yen had already emptied the pockets of the guy he brought.

But Cheng Kaiyan decided to buy it immediately because she liked it.

Zhao Ruixue doesn't care about the amount of money, but she gives so much without reservation.

How could she not be surprised, delighted, moved, and touched?

Zhao Ruixue's mind was racing. She subconsciously tightened her grip on the evening gown she was holding, the silk satin fabric sending a cool, smooth sensation through her arm.

After thinking it over, Zhao Ruixue noticed that his gaze was mostly on her. She then tried to maintain her composure, slowly walked to Cheng Kaiyan's side, looked at him with her beautiful eyes, and softly thanked him.
"Thank you, Kaiyan, I really like this dress."

She decided to accept Cheng Kaiyan's kindness and would make it up to him later.

"If you like it, consider it my first gift to you."

Cheng Kaiyan nodded with a light smile.

In the past, there was no such thing as birthday gifts. People were so busy that they didn't even have enough to eat, so how could they think about giving gifts?
Later, when he was fifteen or sixteen, he made a small clay figure as a birthday present for Ruixue, but he later threw it away...

So this dress can be considered the first gift.

"Unfortunately, my birthday has already passed..."

Zhao Ruixue smiled slightly, "This isn't the first one, this is the second one, okay?"

Her birthday is January 20th, which is more than three months ago. In fact, Cheng Kaiyan's birthday is just around the corner.

He'll be filming a movie around May 4th, so he'll probably stay in Japan, right?
She'll prepare a really, really big birthday cake for him, and she also wants to prepare a really, really good birthday gift for him!

The girl was full of anticipation as she planned for the future.

"I'll make it up to you, okay?"

Cheng Kaiyan spoke in a gentle voice, trying to reason with him.

He had no idea what plans Qingmei was thinking. He had a feeling that there was a strange, tender bond between them that tugged at their hearts. Every smile and frown of the person opposite him could move his heart and make him yearn for her.

"Make up for it, then you're missing quite a few gifts..."

Zhao Ruixue smiled and made a rare joke.

"Haha, then I'll make up for it for you one by one."

Cheng Kaiyan was stunned for a moment, then burst into loud laughter, her heart filled with joy.

As the two were talking, the shop assistant apologized, took the evening dress and bank card from Zhao Ruixue's arms, and went to the counter to process the payment.

On the other side, Ayana Uesugi, Ritsuto Yamamoto, Shih-yun Sun, and the others remained silent.

Uesugi Ayana felt somewhat guilty for her disappointment with Cheng Kaiyan earlier, and was also surprised that Cheng Kaiyan, who was by no means wealthy, was willing to spend such a large sum of money to buy Zhao Ruixue a dress.

Yamamoto Ritsuo remained silent, not wanting Cheng Kaiyan to have a chance to criticize him, especially since he had just said that Cheng Kaiyan was not qualified to do so.

Thirty-six thousand is nothing to him, so what's there to be surprised about?
As for Sun Shiyun, he felt only surprise and resentment. If he could produce this money, Ruixue would definitely look at him with new respect.

"Sir, please sign here. I have spoken with the bank by phone, and the payment will be deducted from your account within three days. Please do not disturb me at that time."

Shortly after, a shop assistant came over carrying an exquisite pink silk bag and respectfully handed over the bank card and the dress.

"Thank you."

Cheng Kaiyan nodded slightly. "Back then, most commodity transactions were conducted using cash or checks."

There is no such thing as card swiping or POS machines at present; such machines will not appear until after 1984.

However, in some large department stores, high-end hotels, airlines, and other places that cooperate with banks, the clerks can take out a card imprinter and a three-part form, imprint the bank card number, sign and verify it, and then make payment by calling the bank counter.

"The payment was successful as expected..."

Seeing this, Sun Shiyun felt a surge of anger rising within him, making it difficult to swallow.

Yamamoto Ritsuto stared coldly at Cheng Kaiyan, his thoughts unknown.

However, Cheng Kaiyan didn't care what they were thinking and couldn't be bothered to pay attention.

"Let's go and browse some other stores."

He took the shopping bag, carrying it in one hand and holding Zhao Ruixue's icy, slender hand in the other, and led the two girls away.

……

"Could...could you let go of my hand?"

As soon as Cheng Kaiyan stepped out of the store, she felt a small hand moving restlessly around, and heard a shy and uneasy, cool voice in her ear.

Zhao Ruixue harbored deep feelings for Cheng Kaiyan, but she could not accept or bear such intimate behavior of holding hands openly while shopping.

"No."

Cheng Kaiyan refused without hesitation and clenched her hand.

"You...you're such a scoundrel! You bastard."

Zhao Ruixue cursed under her breath and tried to pull her hand away, but to no avail. Instead, she left several red marks on her delicate, snow-white hand.

"Let go... okay?"

She bit her lip and spoke in an almost pleading tone.

But Cheng Kaiyan remained unmoved.

Zhao Ruixue could only look at Cheng Kaiyan in disbelief, her fair face flushed with anger.

She seemed to only just realize that he was such an audacious person.

He already has a boyfriend, yet he still bothers her, and even dares to hold her hand...

What a bastard! What a heartless scoundrel!

"Hehe, since you can't resist, why not just enjoy it?"

Uesugi Ayana, having thoroughly enjoyed the display of affection, sneered.

I used to think Cheng Kaiyan was a bit slow and clingy, but now it seems the two of them are evenly matched, both with extremely awkward personalities.

No wonder it took so long to reveal his feelings.

Oh no... Ruixue never expressed her feelings at all!
"Ayana-chan, do you think an evening gown needs some other accessories?"

Cheng Kaiyan suddenly spoke up and asked.

"Oh? That's true, you need at least one pair of high heels, right?"

Ayana Uesugi paused for a moment before replying.

But why did she feel that Cheng Kaiyan's words meant that she wanted to buy more?
"Why don't you take this and buy a few pairs of high heels? What do you think?"

Cheng Kaiyan smiled and tightened her grip on the small hand in her palm, then gave the instructions.

"...That's fine."

Zhao Ruixue thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"Shall we go to Chanel? Their high heels are really nice."

Ayana Uesugi excitedly suggested.

Hideko Mori is indeed a very famous designer. Their evening gowns can sell for as much as 360,000 yen, which is due to the special nature of evening gowns and Hideko Mori's personal design.

But this brand is only average; how can it compare to the appeal of top international luxury brands to women?

But high heels are much cheaper than ready-made clothes.

Even Chanel and Dior's limited edition high heels cost less than 100,000 yuan, while the regular versions cost around 60,000 to 70,000 yuan.

"Go and have a look."

Cheng Kaiyan smiled and waved, signaling the round-faced girl to lead the way.

He was quite curious about the current prices of these top international luxury brands. He remembered that in his previous life, these bundled handbags generally cost over ten thousand yuan.

A short while later, the three of them went downstairs and found several international luxury brands lined up side by side.

Chanel was prominently featured among them. "Welcome!"

The three entered the room, where two saleswomen in suits bowed to welcome them.

The store is luxuriously decorated and bright, with a spacious area and a Baroque palatial style.

At first glance, there were quite a few women browsing the merchandise.

Once inside the store, Cheng Kaiyan let go of Zhao Ruixue's hand, allowing the two girls, who were secretly excited, to browse freely.

Just as Ayana Uesugi said, no woman can resist the allure of top luxury brands.

Zhao Ruixue was no exception.

"I can buy some to take back with me when I go back to China. I think Xiaoli would like them, but no, no..."

Cheng Kaiyan watched the two figures as they walked away, and thought to herself.

However, he soon realized that these luxury goods absolutely could not be brought back to China because the national conditions, the times, and the economic foundations were different.

These things are sources of capitalist spiritual pollution; whether they can even get through customs is another matter entirely...

These things definitely cannot be taken back.

However, we can bring back some ordinary clothes, items, and skincare products as gifts for Xiaoli and the others.

Having dismissed the thought, Cheng Kaiyan's gaze swept over the rows of transparent glass cabinets displaying luxurious items and their prices.

After looking around, it was cheaper than he had imagined.

A flap bag, priced at 400,000.

A bottle of perfume, priced at 25,000.

A tweed coat, priced at 700,000...

According to his understanding, current college graduates earn a monthly salary of over 100,000 yen, while ordinary white-collar workers earn over 200,000 yen per month.

However, thanks to strong Japanese exports and a dollar exchange rate pegged to 1:220, the yen also has strong purchasing power.

These ordinary white-collar workers can occasionally buy entry-level luxury goods, and if they grit their teeth and save up, they can also buy one or two top-tier luxury items.

As expected of Japan before the economic bubble, it was incredibly wealthy.

But ultimately, it's not his own country, so no matter how good it is, it's irrelevant to him.

Cheng Kaiyan shook her head, turned around and walked towards the two girls who were sitting not far away trying on shoes. "How about it? Have you decided?"

"How could it be so fast?! Why are all you guys like this? Do you think shopping is like buying vegetables at the market? You just buy things whenever you want?"

Uesugi Ayana crossed her legs and took off her little leather shoes, revealing a pair of white socks. She was holding a pair of black patent leather platform high heels in her hand, trying them on. When she heard Cheng Kaiyan's words, she couldn't help but roll her eyes, speechless.

"..."

That's so true, Cheng Kaiyan couldn't refute it.

"Cuckoo..."

Zhao Ruixue was still picking out her favorite styles when she heard her friend's words and couldn't help but laugh.

"Ruixue, do you need me to help you choose?"

Cheng Kaiyan looked at Qingmei, and the image of the girl's firm and beautiful feet, like snowdrifts, and her oval, pearl-like toes flashed through her mind.

She's the same type as my aunt.

However, my aunt's feet are a bit longer and thinner, after all, my aunt is 1.74 meters tall.

He subconsciously made comparisons.

"I'll choose it myself, you don't know how..."

Zhao Ruixue shook her head and continued her search.

"Of course I know how to choose, it's not like I haven't looked at them..."

Cheng Kaiyan instinctively retorted, then abruptly stopped.

"Go aside!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ruixue suddenly remembered that this person had secretly touched her feet and even smelled her stockings last night. She was immediately filled with boundless shame and anger and said coldly.

"I think those black strappy stilettos are pretty good..."

Unfazed by the awkwardness, Cheng Kaiyan pointed to the pair of shoes in the corner and recommended them.

"Oh?"

The girl followed the fingertip and immediately fell in love with it, exclaiming in delight, "These shoes are really beautiful!"

"I agree, don't I?"

These are open-toed shoes, like sandals, which best showcase the girl's incredibly beautiful toes.

"Those thin-strapped shoes are quite nice too..."

Cheng Kaiyan then recommended several pairs of shoes, which Zhao Ruixue tried on one by one.

About fifteen minutes later, the two girls had chosen their pair and each bought a pair.

So Cheng Kaiyan waved her hand and said, "Wrap it up."

"Good sir!"

The female shop assistant bowed slightly.

"What are you doing? I'll pay for it myself!"

Zhao Ruixue frowned and said irritably, "You spent so much on that evening dress, are you planning to starve afterward?!"

“I’ll pay for it myself.”

Ayana Uesugi quickly refused, "Cheng Kaiyan, don't try to be a hero."

"Showing off? Heh..."

Seeing the determined yet resentful expressions on their faces, Cheng Kaiyan chuckled.

They don't even have a million in total. Is this what you call showing off?

He thought for a moment, then tentatively explained, "I'm not pretending anymore, I'm coming clean! I'm actually a multi-millionaire, what's a few hundred thousand? Is that considered bragging?"

"cut!"

Ayana Uesugi was the first to curl her lip and scoff disdainfully.

"Virtue~"

As for Zhao Ruixue, a deep smile flashed in her eyes, and she gave him a reproachful glare.

I thought to myself, "Why is this guy still acting like a child, still so talkative?"
"Sigh... these days, it's hard to even spend money if you want to."

Seeing that neither of them believed her, Cheng Kaiyan sighed and pretended to be heartbroken.

"Alright, alright, we'll do it later. I'll buy you some new clothes in a bit."

Zhao Ruixue suppressed a laugh and comforted her.

Even though I knew he was faking it, I still didn't want to hurt him.

After buying the high heels, Zhao Ruixue dragged Cheng Kaiyan to a men's clothing store, where they bought three sets of casual everyday clothes and one formal casual suit, spending over ten thousand yen.

Cheng Kaiyan originally wanted her to look at jewelry and the like, since it was a banquet and she should wear some accessories.

Such as bracelets, necklaces, rings, earrings, etc.

However, Zhao Ruixue was a simple and unassuming person and didn't like to bring these things.

The three of them finished shopping around noon and found a buffet restaurant in the mall where they had a meal.

At 12:30, the three said goodbye at Shinjuku Station.

"Are you really not coming back with us?"

Zhao Ruixue asked softly, a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes.

"I won't go. Didn't I say last time that I've been clinging to you too much lately? I wanted to give you a break..."

Cheng Kaiyan shook her head and joked.

"I, I... I didn't say I didn't want you to bother me!"

The girl stared intently into his eyes, her snow-white fists clenched tightly, stammering as if she were shouting out of desperation.

"..."

Cheng Kaiyan opened her mouth, remained silent for a moment, and then smiled gently and said, "I'm preparing some things, so I can't get away this afternoon. How about I come over to keep you company tomorrow morning?"

"All right……"

Zhao Ruixue wasn't thinking about what he was preparing, and lowered her head, looking somewhat disappointed.

"Go back, there's still a long way to go."

Cheng Kaiyan waved and watched the two get into the car.

I'm sorry, Xiaoxue'er... Actually, there's not much time left, but... I still hope to give you a satisfactory answer.

(End of this chapter)