[ MY CLASSMATE IS TWO HUNDRED MILLION YEARS OLD ]

 

CHAPTER 040 ♦ WINDOW SHOPPING III

last edited on ZLT: 29.04.19

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Xuan Mo exited the changing room, arranging her collar clumsily. She couldn’t seem to figure out how to settle the collar of the shirt beneath and the outer coat, and so, she turned to look at the people before her in slight confusion.

Floored till they were speechless, was definitely not something that was going to happen, but Lu Yu Chen was rendered silent for a moment. Tan Lu En too paused for a moment.

After physical training, and adapting to the mindset of the people around here for such a long time, Xuan Mo’s body had long since become attractive. Her weight increased within the scientific window and as did her height; she shot from around 1.5m to 1.62m in height, and was now considered to be one of the taller few among the girls in Year One.

Her black hair seemed to glow a faint, rippling purple-blue. Its strands curling at the ends seemed to slightly float with her movement, as though they had a mind of their own.

Xuan Mo had a very timeless, delicate beauty to her to begin with. With large, glassy eyes, small, oval face, a sharp nose and pretty lips, the porcelain to her previously frail constitution delineated how perfectly the nickname “Xuan Mei Mei” suited her back in high school.

Now though, despite the fact that she looked the small, the feeling she gave off was much more chilly and sharp. It was as though one could see the dormant being so powerful within her when you looked at her. She stood tall, her movements precise. She didn’t speak much but did whatever she said, appearing so very akin to a soldier, yet her demeanor was beyond that. On top of the various competencies she had showcased, she seemed almost invincible.

Right now, the billowing demeanor was wrapped up in the swift, black leather, military-styled short attire. It was without decoration, but the details told of its majesty; it was evidently a branded item.

It was often the attire that conferred the air of nobility, Xuan Mo however could hold it up proper. ♢ MY CLASSMATE IS TWO HUNDRED MILLION YEARS OLD, CHAPTER 40 is hosted at ZHAN LANN ♢

Lu Yu Chen, sitting on the chair, was silent as he looked at her.

The sales assistant came over, praising exaggeratedly: “Goodness gracious! Very little girls can hold up such a jacket, miss this suits you very well!”

Xuan Mo looked at the price of the jacket. Well if it was one zero less it’d be the price of her computer.

Yes she lacked the sense of value anyone having gone through systematic education would have, but she could still differentiate between luxury and normal goods. Though there wasn’t anyone demanding her to be thrifty, but purchasing something she didn’t need at a price that greatly exceeded one’s normal expenditure wasn’t something she sat well with.

As a society with social welfare in place, there wasn’t such a thing as poor people back on Scorpio Planet. Similarly, there wasn’t anything such as rich people either. Spending on food, entertainment, education and development was no problem, but if you wanted anything more, you’ll need to work for it. Xuan Mo did not want to obtain something she shouldn’t deserve before having to work for it; it’ll annoy her terribly.

She looked at herself in the mirror, raised a brow, before walking back into the changing room.

“Wait wait wait wait! What are you heading back for?” Lu Yu Chen suddenly came back to earth and blocked her way.

“Change back.”

“You don’t like it?”

“Dunno.” Xuan Mo looked at herself, “does it matter, whether I like it or not?”

“Buy it if you like it, don’t buy it if you don’t like it.”

Since she’s not getting it, then… “I don’t like it.”

“Why don’t you like it….” She didn’t look bad in the attire though. He looked at Tan Lu En. The latter shrugged his shoulders. She’s your little sis, not his, so what’s with the look.

“Ah Tan, what do you think, does she look good?” Lu Yu Chen resorted to looking for support.

“Enh, very.” Upon receiving affirmation, Lu Yu Chen turned to convince Xuan Mo to get the leather jacket. Who knew Tan Lu En added, “if that’s the standard then there’s nothing she can’t hold off here.”

Lu Yu Chen became silent. Xuan Mo had exited the changing room after changing back and proceeded to look around.

She was still training her eye for aesthetics. However, after walking by so many colourful clothes that were her age, nothing appealed to her, other than the decent-looking dark grey shirt.

Very evidently, no matter how mature she was, she would not be able to completely erase the temptations of youth. Though she wore the jacket handsomely, she’d still look much more charming in warm, youthful colours.

With the assistance of the sales person, they quickly purchased two sets of formal attire that were very trendy these days. The apparels were of quality material, so it naturally would be pricey.

Lu Yu Chen didn’t even frown when he made the payment. After swiping his card, he looked around and pointed at the leather jacket Xuan Mo had just changed out of. “Wrap this too.”

 

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TRANSLATOR & EDITOR: WYNNE. This translation is hosted at ZHAN LANN

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