CHAPTER 30: CHAPTER 30: JUST CALL ME LITTLE LU

The shop owner felt a bit guilty, not knowing what the situation was with the person mistakenly pulled to be a model.

Hopefully, they won’t come looking for him.

The shop owner glanced around, making sure no one noticed him before finally turning to leave.

On the other side, Lu Shinian, who was on the shop owner’s mind, was following behind Su Ruan.

Su Ruan didn’t take the initiative to say anything to him, which made Lu Shinian very satisfied.

Ruan Ruan clearly isn’t a man who likes to chat with strange men, good, he’s very pleased.

Just as this thought arose, Su Ruan’s voice came to his ear.

"I rented a house, we’re going there now to take measurements."

Lu Shinian responded softly with a "hmm."

He glanced slightly at Su Ruan, pondered for two seconds, and proactively asked, "What are the measurements for?"

"Uniform design," Su Ruan answered casually, "You don’t need to worry about these things, you just need to stand properly."

As they talked, they arrived at the house Su Ruan had rented.

The house wasn’t big, just a small room about ten square meters, even this small room’s monthly rent was 500 Virtual Points.

Virtual Points are a special currency in the Second World and cannot be exchanged with real-world Credit Points. Of course, some black markets do engage in Virtual Points and Credit Points trades, but the risk is enormous, if caught, they’d face punishment from the main brain.

Everyone starts with an initial account of one thousand Virtual Points, once used up, they need to acquire more Virtual Points through various means.

Su Ruan also forgot how she had ten thousand Virtual Points in her account, after all, for her, these are things that happened "decades ago."

Speaking of which, Su Ruan opened the door, the room was empty, with nothing at all.

Thankfully Su Ruan didn’t need anything, she let Lu Shinian go in first and casually asked, "By the way, what’s your name?"

"Lu..." Lu Shinian instinctively wanted to answer, but suddenly realized something and quickly turned, "Just call me Little Lu."

Su Ruan didn’t think much of it, with billions of people in the interstellar space, having the surname Lu was quite normal.

"Little Lu, I’m Su Ruan, just call me by my name," Su Ruan said, taking out a soft tape measure she had prepared earlier, "Relax your body, I’m going to take measurements now."

The tape measure was placed on Lu Shinian’s shoulder, through the clothes, she could only faintly perceive the warmth of her fingertips.

Lu Shinian’s eyes flickered slightly, his long eyelashes drooped, and he suddenly spoke, "Not taking off the clothes?"

"Hmm, not for now, we’ll talk later," Su Ruan responded indifferently, her tone still carrying a hint of distance.

Lu Shinian wasn’t at all upset by the refusal, instead, he felt in a pretty good mood.

His Ruan Ruan doesn’t easily look at strange men’s bodies, good, that’s nice.

The face behind the mask wore a slight smile, seemingly softening the aura around him.

Su Ruan quickly measured his shoulder width and bust, noted them down, and then looked at him to ask, "Little Lu, can’t you take off that mask?"

Lu Shinian rarely hesitated.

He hadn’t adjusted his appearance; once the mask came off, Su Ruan would undoubtedly recognize him. This would mean their relationship would return to how it was in reality.

After hesitating for two seconds, he softly responded, "Hmm."

He wanted to find more ways to be with her, to see more sides of her, to know more about her, so being "Little Lu" was the best choice.