Chapter 244: Don’t Wear Shoes for Other Men

Ning Fengsheng shook the leather shoes in his hand: "Hurry up, I'm still waiting."

"Master, why are you still standing there? Miss Si is giving you a golden opportunity to put on shoes..."

Nanchuan Shijue's Adam's apple rolled and he sat down stiffly on the shoe-trying bench.

Ning Fengsheng squatted in front of him and carefully took off his white leather shoes, imitating the way he had put shoes on her before.

This action made the man tense up, and he subconsciously reached out to help her up.

"Don't move," she ordered, gently lifting his feet and putting them into the new leather shoes.

Nanchuan Shijue seemed very uncomfortable, but he cooperated very well and let her do whatever she wanted.

If his feet were that heavy, she wouldn't be able to lift them if he didn't cooperate.

Nanchuan Shijue’s feet…are so big.

When her fingers accidentally brushed his ankle, he gasped, his deep eyes fixed on her lowered lashes.

"I'm ready." Ning Fengsheng smiled. "Stand up and try it."

Nanchuan Shijue asked in a dry voice: "Do you often put shoes on other men?"

"What?"

"Or am I the first?"

Ning Fengsheng bit his lip slightly: "I'll just give it to you."

Hearing this, Nanchuan Shijue's tense body relaxed, and he tried hard to suppress the smile on his lips.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her up: "Don't touch other men's feet anymore."

"……good."

"Go wash your hands."

"Why," she couldn't help laughing, "do you have smelly feet?"

"Ning Fengsheng," he suddenly lowered his voice, almost gritting his teeth, "you are not allowed to put shoes on other men from now on."

Ning Fengsheng was stunned. What did he call her?!

Nanchuan Shijue also froze, his brows slowly furrowed.

"What other men? You always mention men." She lowered her head.

"Mr. Ji," Moss interrupted at the right time, "I saw you two wearing matching outfits at the school gate last time."

Ning Fengsheng felt relieved. No wonder he had to change his clothes to match hers today. It turned out to be because of this.

Still so childish and narrow-minded.

"That time it was just a coincidence, just the colors were similar..."

Moss's eyes widened as he asked, "Isn't this a couple's outfit?"

"I'm not familiar with him." Ning Fengsheng said hurriedly, "I'm going to wash my hands..."

She almost ran towards the bathroom, her heart beating like a drum.

Behind her, she heard Moss say to Nanchuan Shijue, "Master, your mouth is almost grinning from ear to ear."

Nanchuan Shijue's deep voice came: "If you say one more word, you will be cleaning the stables tomorrow."

"Master, look at these shoes of yours. They make you look very elegant. Miss Si has really good taste." Moss immediately changed the subject.

Nanchuan Shijue stared down at the fitting mirror, his sculptured face expressionless. He moved his ankles; the leather shoes fit his feet perfectly. They were indeed a good fit.

"Immediately destroy all inventory of these shoes in all stores across the city," he suddenly said. "From today on, the molds for these shoes must also be completely crushed."

Moss immediately understood and sent instructions quickly on the phone with his fingertips.

The salesgirl froze in place, letting out an awkward gasp from her throat.

"Did you understand what our young master meant? There's only one pair of his shoes in the world. Whatever stock the store has left, we'll take them all and destroy them all."

The air in the store froze instantly.

Several salesgirls looked at each other in surprise, they had seen a real rich man today!

I've seen rich people buy several pairs of the same style in different colors at once...

But this is the first time I’ve seen a big boss monopolize all the same shoe styles and destroy them! This is a real big boss!

The store manager rubbed his hands excitedly: "Sir, your temperament is a perfect match for this pair of shoes! With your face, you will definitely get a lot of attention when you walk on the street——"

Nanchuan Shijue didn't even raise his eyelids.

Another salesperson also plucked up the courage: "Your body proportions are so perfect, these shoes are like works of art on your feet!"

A layer of frost covered the face that was as handsome as a god.

A young salesperson whispered, "That lady just now must be your fiancée, right? She's so beautiful! I've never seen such a beautiful woman before. You and I are a perfect match!"

Nanchuan Shijue raised his eyebrows and smiled at the corner of his eyes.

Moss immediately said to the salesperson, "The young master's bill will be counted as your sales."

There was a sudden burst of envious gasps in the store, and everyone started praising Ning Fengsheng.

It’s useless to praise the man, you have to praise his woman!

The smile on Nanchuan Shijue's face grew deeper and deeper, and he felt relieved after hearing this...

He looked at the warm light coming from the bathroom stall, and finally raised a meaningful smile at the corner of his lips: "Moss, top up 5 million shopping cards for this store, just to show that they know how to talk."

There were footsteps coming from the direction of the bathroom, and Ning Fengsheng came out wiping his hands.

Nanchuan Shijue's expression softened subtly, but it was fleeting.

Ning Fengsheng glanced at the new shoes on his feet, then glanced at the shopping guides who were laughing exaggeratedly.

They suddenly surrounded her and praised her to the skies.

What's going on? Weren't they all praising Nanchuan Shijue before? What did this man do now?

Coming out of the men's clothing store, Nanchuan Shijue walked on the catwalk, his leather shoes making crisp sounds.

He looked down, looked sideways, and even stopped in front of a store's glass window to admire his new shoes in the reflection.

The young master had never looked at a pair of shoes so carefully.

The black calfskin is noble and luxurious, the hand-sewn stitches are fine and neat, and the wolf head on the shoe is very delicate - this was personally selected for him by Miss Ning.

"Master, the car has been waiting for ten minutes." Moss reminded cautiously.

Nanchuan Shijue turned a deaf ear to it.

Sitting in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, her long legs crossed elegantly, her eyes still fixed on the shoes.

Ning Fengsheng sat beside him and looked at him like this. He couldn't help but chuckle, "It's just a pair of shoes."

"You chose it." Moss laughed happily. "It means something different."

Nanchuan Shijue's eyes finally moved away from his shoes and fell on her face——

Those dark eyes flickered with emotions that she couldn't understand.

"Miss Si, if you want our young master to be less craving for it, just give him more until he gets used to it."

Ning Fengsheng's smile froze. Moss was right. The gift she gave to Nanchuan Shijue was too little.

…

Old house.

As soon as Nanchuan Spyker got out of the car, Moss bent down with a handkerchief to polish his shoes.

"Master, you look three centimeters taller in these shoes," Moss said flatteringly. "Your figure looks taller, and your walk looks even more handsome..."

Nanchuan Shijue glanced at him and said, "Raise your salary."

Moss cried with joy: It’s my turn, it’s my turn, it’s finally my turn this time, young master!

As soon as Ning Fengsheng got out of the car, he ran straight to the old house: "Where's Grandpa? Grandpa—it's Shengsheng who came to see you, Grandpa!"