The ex-wife of a former CEO regrets resigning to raise her child and retire from public life.

Chapter 74 Shopping and Trying on Clothes

When Su Chen came down from the second floor, she saw Zhang Qiang carrying a plate of neatly arranged glutinous rice cakes and placing it on the table.

"Hey, kid Su's here?" Zhang Qiang chuckled, casually grabbing a piece of food and stuffing it into his mouth, greeting him indistinctly.

"Hurry up, Fengzi just made us afternoon tea, have a couple of pieces to tide us over."

You must be hungry by now.

Su Chen smiled somewhat embarrassedly, sat down, and ate two pieces politely. The sweet but not cloying taste slid down her throat.

Chen Feng took off the apron from his waist and looked at the old-fashioned clock on the wall.

"It's only a little past four o'clock." Chen Feng wiped the water off his hands and glanced at his "comrades."

"It's been a tense day, let's go out for some fresh air before the sun goes down."

"Shall we go out for a stroll?!"

Mengmeng, who had been lying on the table drawing, suddenly jumped up as if a spring had been pressed, her two bunny ears swaying happily behind her head.

"Daddy's the best! Mengmeng wants to go to the big supermarket! She wants to ride the carousel!"

Chen Feng smiled and gently pressed his daughter's head down:

There are no horses, but there are plenty of roads.

Let's go to that commercial street on the south side; I heard there are a lot of interesting new shops there.

Zhang Qiang became interested upon hearing this and grabbed his coat from the back of the chair:

"It should have been done a long time ago! Fengzi, I haven't driven my car for days, I'll drive it today!"

Xingruo stood to the side, pursing her lips somewhat awkwardly.

Looking at everyone's jubilant expressions, a complex look flashed in her eyes.

Just yesterday, she was wandering alone in the old street.

Today, she was surrounded by so many warm-hearted people who went out with her.

"Xingruo, what are you thinking about? Let's go."

Chen Feng appeared beside her at some point, his calm tone reassuring.

"Oh... okay, Master." Xingruo came back to her senses and replied softly, but her steps became much lighter.

Su Chen walked at the back, glancing back at the quiet little shop behind him.

Zhang Qiang's pickup truck drove ostentatiously through the streets of the old town, blasting extremely cheesy and upbeat music from its stereo, which made Mengmeng sway and wiggle in the back seat to the beat.

Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of a neon-lit commercial street.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Qiang scooped up Mengmeng and charged into the crowd like a wild bull.

Chen Feng followed behind at a leisurely pace, occasionally calling out, "Slow down."

Su Chen and Xing Ruo walked side by side a little behind.

Su Chen had never visited a commercial street like this before.

Looking at the vendors hawking their wares on both sides and smelling the aroma of fried skewers from the roadside stalls, these were all new experiences for him.

"Xingruo, look at that!"

Su Chen pointed to a ring toss stall by the roadside, his eyes lighting up. "That little wooden duck is kind of cute."

Xingruo followed his finger and couldn't help but smile.

"Yes, Brother Su Chen, but it's still not as good as your cooking. Your leaves are really well made."

Su Chen felt very pleased after being praised by the girl.

He strode over to a stall selling trinkets, picked out a sparkly star hair clip, and handed it to Xingruo:

"Xingruo, this is for you."

"Okay... okay, thank you, Brother Su Chen!"

Xingruo accepted the hair clip with a somewhat flattered air, feeling a cool sensation as her fingertips touched it.

She shyly tucked it into her hairline, revealing a faint smile:

"It suits you perfectly, Xingruo," Su Chen exclaimed sincerely.

At this moment, Mengmeng and Zhang Qiang in front were already having a blast.

Zhang Qiang bought Mengmeng a pair of colorful, light-up wings to wear on her back.

Mengmeng was hopping and skipping around there, just like a little elf who had wandered into the mortal world.

"Dad! Look! That's my best friend!"

Mengmeng suddenly pointed at a huge rabbit balloon by the roadside and shouted.

Chen Feng walked over with a smile and bought one for his daughter, which she held in her hand.

The five of them argued and bickered all the way.

Su Chen discovered that happiness is so simple: a hair clip that costs a few dollars, or colorful wings that light up.

It can make people incredibly happy.

As they walked, the group stopped in front of a beautifully decorated children's clothing store.

"Daddy, this dress is so pretty!" Mengmeng exclaimed, leaning against the glass, drool practically dripping from her mouth.

Before Chen Feng could speak, Zhang Qiang pushed open the shop door:

"Go in! If it's pretty, we'll try it on. At worst, your sugar daddy will sell his blood to buy it for you!"

"Don't talk nonsense," Chen Feng said with a laugh, leading everyone into the store.

The store is decorated in a very stylish way, with soft lighting shining on the petite and exquisite clothes.

The shop assistants were huddled together chatting.

Hearing the door open, one of the shop assistants, a pretty young woman in her early twenties, turned around:

"Welcome, may I ask...?"

She had only spoken half a sentence when the young lady's mouth opened into an "O" shape, her eyes fixed on Mengmeng, who was being led by Zhang Qiang.

"Oh my god! You are..." the shop assistant screamed, startling the customers nearby.

"You're... the little housekeeper of 'Human Fireworks,' right? That pink bunny!"

Mengmeng was a little confused by this sudden enthusiasm.

She instinctively hid behind Chen Feng, her little hands grabbing his trouser leg as she peeked out.

"Hello, sister... Mengmeng is the little housekeeper."

"It really is you!" The shop assistant blushed with excitement.

She rushed out from behind the counter, half-squatted in front of Mengmeng, and clasped her hands together.

"I've been scrolling through my WeChat Moments all morning, and it's all your photos! My goodness, you're a hundred times cuter in person than in pictures!"

She looked up at Chen Feng, her eyes filled with admiration:

"You must be the owner of that 'divine chef' restaurant?"

Oh my, I'm your number one fan!

I was planning to queue up tomorrow morning, but I never expected to see you guys at the store!

The other two employees who were resting also came over, each acting as if they had seen a big star.

"Is this the precious daughter who makes her dad a fortune?"

"Look, look! That skin, those eyes, they look like they stepped right out of a comic book!"

"Since we're here, we're going to give my little housekeeper a complete makeover today!"

Without waiting for a reply, the young woman's eyes gleamed with excitement.

"Boss, don't worry, trying them on is free!"

I just want to see how beautiful Mengmeng will look in this "Little British Princess" outfit!

"This...isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Chen Feng hesitated.

"What's wrong with that! Fengzi, look at Mengmeng's eyes, she's practically floating on air." Zhang Qiang chimed in from the side, and casually pushed Mengmeng forward.

Mengmeng was indeed getting a little "overconfident" at this point.

How could a child resist such layers upon layers of praise?

She loosened her grip on Chen Feng's trouser leg, her small chest puffing out with a mixture of shyness and pride.

"Well... then Mengmeng will give it a try."

The young lady cheered, picked up Mengmeng, and went into the fitting room.

Five minutes later.

The curtain in the fitting room was suddenly pulled open.

"Ta-da! The first set—The Little Rose of Versailles!"

The sight of Mengmeng walking out immediately silenced Zhang Qiang, who had been discussing something.

She changed into a deep red velvet dress.

The neckline is adorned with pure white lace trim, and a large bow in the same color is tied around the waist.

Mengmeng's slightly messy hair was tied into delicate spiral curls with two ribbons by the young lady, and it was hanging playfully over her shoulders.

"My God..." Zhang Qiang's eyes widened. "This...this princess from which country has run away?"

Su Chen was also stunned. He had seen countless socialites wearing custom-made dresses.

But all those people combined didn't seem as lively as this little dumpling in front of them.

He quickly pulled out his phone and started snapping photos of Mengmeng.

"Brother Su, is Mengmeng pretty?" Mengmeng spun around on the spot, her skirt swaying like a blooming rose, her big eyes full of anticipation.

"Beautiful! Absolutely amazing!" Su Chen gave a thumbs up.

"It's not over yet! The second set—energetic Mori Girl!"

The young lady stuffed Mengmeng back in.

This time, Mengmeng changed into a ginger-yellow cape, underneath which was a small cotton dress with a floral pattern, and on her feet were a pair of brown leather boots.

She also had a small woven basket stuffed into her hands, making her look like Little Red Riding Hood straight out of a fairy tale.

"Daddy, Mengmeng wants to pick mushrooms." Mengmeng carried a basket and took small steps to Chen Feng.

Seeing his daughter like this, Chen Feng half-squatted down and gently straightened the hem of Mengmeng's cloak:

"Let's not pick mushrooms, let's go pick some steamed buns instead."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A burst of cheerful laughter echoed through the store.

Next, Mengmeng became the highlight of the entire store.

From "cool and stylish workwear" to "retro cheongsam" style, and then to that "sailor suit" that made the shop assistants scream.

Mengmeng is simply a natural clothes hanger; every expression and every movement perfectly showcases the innocence and charm of a little girl.

The shop assistant exclaimed as she changed her clothes:

"Boss, you're really good at having kids! If this child were to become a child model, she would boost all the businesses on this street."

Mengmeng was so flattered that she felt like she was flying to the sky.

She stood in front of a huge full-length mirror, looking at her ever-changing reflection, and struck all sorts of funny poses to show off.

She would put her hands on her hips, tilt her head, and even mimic the cashier's gesture of "please scan the code" in front of the mirror.

"I can't take it anymore, I need to catch my breath." Zhang Qiang leaned against the wall, laughing until his stomach hurt.

"How many scoundrels will be lining up to come knocking on our door in the future, Fengzi? You probably need to reinforce your doorstep."

Chen Feng didn't respond, quietly taking in Mengmeng's excited expression.

Su Chen kept pressing the shutter button. He wanted to develop these photos and hang them in the living room on the second floor.

This is not just a cute costume show, but also Su Chen's first real commemoration of saying goodbye to the past and embracing life.