Chapter 31 My Best Friend's Terrifying Aesthetic Sense of Casual Clothing

After leaving the beverage shop, Ning Shuyin and Su Qianqian joined the crowds in the "Cloud Corridor" upscale shopping mall.

This is a palace of fashion and luxury.

Su Qianqian was clearly not a regular here; she seemed somewhat reserved as she walked into the top luxury brand stores.

"Shuyin, what do you think of this one? Isn't it too pink?"

"And this one! All black, isn't it too aggressive?"

Ning Shuyin followed her gaze, her eyes sweeping over the cherry blossom pink dress adorned with crystals, then over Su Qianqian's pink curly hair, and shook her head.

Pink from head to toe, with absolutely no sense of matching.

When she saw the black one next to her, she was startled.

It was an extremely daring patent leather bodysuit. Not only did it exude a dark and edgy vibe, but it also hinted at... something from a certain special realm.

"Wait, Qianqian! That black one... the style is way too avant-garde," Ning Shuyin gently reminded her.

Su Qianqian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"Ah, I'm used to wearing combat uniforms and functional armor, so my aesthetic sense for everyday clothes... seems to be really not that good."

It's more than just not very good.

Ning Shuyin rubbed her forehead.

If you wore this to meet Gu Lei, that sage-like professor would most likely be scared to death.

Finally, with Ning Shuyin's advice, Su Qianqian chose a silver-white short skirt. It perfectly complemented her hair and skin color.

Su Qianqian was immersed in sweet anticipation throughout, trying to figure out Gu Lei's preferences.

Ning Shuyin responded, but seemed somewhat distracted.

She wondered to herself, "Those four bad men shouldn't appear in Su Qianqian's storyline for the time being, right?"

I just hope they don't turn around and persecute Gu Lei again.

"Shuyin? Shuyin!"

Su Qianqian woke her from her worries.

My friend tilted his head, looking concerned.

"What's wrong with you? You've been spacing out since just now." Su Qianqian's eyes were mischievous. "Tell me honestly, are you secretly dating someone? You seem so absent-minded."

"No."

Ning Shuyin quickly covered up her grievances, pretending to complain: "My information has been hanging in the Rose Society for over a year, and it's almost covered in mold."

"Not only did I not find a date, I didn't even get a wrong message. Where am I supposed to find a love partner?"

Ning Shuyin shrugged, her face showing an expression that said, "I'm a single dog."

Su Qianqian looked remorseful upon hearing this.

She probably felt she had been matched with Gure, and by talking about her dating troubles here, she was essentially rubbing salt into her friend's wounds.

"These people just haven't seen how good you are. You're smart, kind, thoughtful, and have countless virtues," Su Qianqian said, speaking up for Ning Shuyin.

"Okay, now that the clothes are bought, I'll treat you to a big meal. Let me see what highly-rated restaurants are around here."

As Su Qianqian spoke, she opened her personal terminal to look at the map.

The "Cloud Corridor" features many upscale venues.

Su Qianqian has an S-level identity card, allowing her to move freely. But Ning Shuyin can only go to ordinary places.

Seeing Su Qianqian carefully checking the map, Ning Shuyin touched the black card in her pocket, cleared her throat and said, "Knowing we were coming here, I borrowed an ID card from the manager. So, we can go to any of the restaurants here."

Ning Shuyin told a white lie.

The identity card is real, and it's an SSS-level identity card.

However, the source needs to be fabricated.

“That’s great, let’s go to the ‘Gloria Feast’. Every seat there has a view of Star Vortex Bay.”

As Su Qianqian spoke, she excitedly locked onto the most luxurious viewing restaurant in the Cloud Corridor.

At the top of the "Cloud Corridor" stands a crystal palace—the most prestigious "Gloria Feast" restaurant on Planet A.

Below the restaurant are the light trails left by the passing starship.

Above us lies the magnificent and breathtaking Star Vortex Bay.

As they approached the entrance to the Crystal Palace, Ning Shuyin stopped.

She caught a glimpse of a pharmacy across the street.

"Qianqian, I'm going to buy some headache medicine. You go inside and wait for me," Ning Shuyin said.

"Okay, I'll go in and order first," Su Qianqian replied with a smile.

Ning Shuyin strode into the pharmacy.

Soon, she came out carrying a sample of "Lingye Extract".

The small box of medicine cost 10,000 Star Coins, but luckily Situ Linchen's card was available to pay for it.

She walked toward the grand gates of the Gloria Feast.

However, as soon as she stepped onto the white crystal steps, a waiter in a tuxedo stretched out his arm and stopped her.

"I'm very sorry, ma'am."

The waiter said in a flat tone, "The restaurant has been booked by a VIP guest today and is not open to the public."

Ning Shuyin was taken aback: "But... my friend has already gone in."

Upon seeing this, the waiter forced a smile: "Madam, please understand. My explanation was to save face for you. Perhaps your friend has a high-ranking position on Planet A."

The waiter pointed to the identification system at the entrance: "This restaurant is not open to ordinary citizens. Your biometric information shows that you are not qualified to enter the restaurant."

"Oh, I see."

Ning Shuyin understood.

The so-called "private booking" is nothing more than an invitation to ordinary people to leave.

Fortunately, she came prepared.

He slowly took a black card out of his pocket and handed it over.

"Could you please double-check?"

The waiter looked helpless and lazily glanced down.

When he saw the emblem of the Supreme Command of the Alliance on the card, his expression immediately changed completely.

A fawning smile quickly spread across his face.

"My esteemed lady, please forgive my rudeness just now!"

He immediately bowed and accepted the card with both hands, his posture extremely humble.

Ning Shuyin was not surprised by his attitude.

However, when the waiter swiped his card at the reservation terminal, the expected "Welcome" did not arrive.

The SSS-level certification logo popped up on the terminal screen.

But then, a bright red warning box covered the entire screen.

The waiter's expression changed from awe to embarrassment.

"Dear Miss, your identity card does indeed reach SSS level. However..."

The waiter swallowed hard: "The system shows that you are on the 'restricted access' list of this business center."

"According to the highest orders, I cannot allow you to enter."

Ning Shuyin was momentarily puzzled: "You mean, even the Marshal's ID card can't get me into this restaurant?"

"I...I...I'm so sorry," the waiter said nervously. "It's not that I'm disrespecting the Marshal's authority, but you were indeed...

The waiter pondered for a long time before finally finding a suitable word.

"You've been blacklisted by this business center."

Ning Shuyin asked in surprise, "Can you give me a reasonable explanation?"

"This..." the waiter stammered, before he could answer.

A flamboyant young voice rang out from the restaurant entrance.

“Miss Ning, there’s no need to make things difficult for the servants. I gave this order.”

Ning Shuyin looked up.

A young man dressed in a black Tang suit with subtle patterns slowly walked down the white crystal steps.

He was tall and slender, with long black hair tied in a high ponytail and a few strands of bangs hanging down his face, making his light purple phoenix eyes even more mesmerizing.

It was Zhou Zhiheng.

Ning Shuyin suppressed her surprise and looked up to question him, "Mr. Zhou, we don't seem to have any past grievances. Why did you do this?"

"No conflict?" Zhou Zhiheng chuckled.

"The Rose Society's matching results are the biggest hurdle. I can't stand the fact that my name appears on the same document as yours, an ordinary person."

Sure enough, one or two people were very dissatisfied with the matching result.

But this isn't what she wanted.

Ning Shuyin was in a real bind.

But she doesn't have time to haggle with Zhou Zhiheng now.

There's a main task that urgently needs to be completed—finishing dinner with Su Qianqian.

Ning Shuyin quickly adjusted her tone and said tactfully, "Mr. Zhou, the matching result was also unexpected. But my friend is still waiting for me today. Could we discuss this at another time?"

Zhou Zhiheng's eyes turned cold.

"Want to leave? Not so easy."

He turned his gaze to the restaurant behind him—a magnificent, lavish establishment filled with guests.

He slowly raised his hand and snapped his fingers in the air.

“Equivalent exchange, start. I will exchange all of Gloria Feast’s revenue for ten minutes of your time, Ning Shuyin.”

The moment the words left his mouth, a bizarre scene unfolded.

Ning Shuyin and Zhou Zhiheng were enveloped in a hazy mist, forming a relatively enclosed space.

She tried to step away, but found that the surrounding fog seemed to have a solid form, making it impossible for her to penetrate.

Zhou Zhiheng walked towards her with an arrogant expression, like a young god who controlled everything.

"Miss Ning, can we have a proper talk now?"