Chapter 282 Big Brother and Big Brother's Woman

Song Ni's anger flared completely when she learned that this disgusting man was the same one who had conspired with Xi Jinjiang back then. She walked up to Tan Zheng. "He's the one who forced you out of the competition back then? And you're just letting him go? We should have gone up and beaten him again." Song Ni's chest heaved with rage. Tan Zheng, whose emotions had already been somewhat restrained, couldn't help but laugh when he saw Song Ni's demeanor. "If anyone's going to hit him, it's me. You shouldn't get your hands dirty." Song Ni still felt indignant. Tan Zheng patted Song Ni's back with amusement. "Don't be angry. It's not worth it for someone like him. I won't let him off the hook." Song Ni looked up at Tan Zheng and, seeing that he wasn't particularly upset, felt a slight sense of relief. Tan Zheng then took a closer look at Song Ni's attire. He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. "Mrs. Tan looks beautiful today." Song Ni's mood immediately brightened. She took two steps back and then twirled in front of Tan Zheng. "Really?" Tan Zheng took her hand and, lowering his head, kissed the back of her hand with great reverence. "Yes, very beautiful." Song Ni's lips curved upwards. "My teacher designed this for me two years ago. I never expected that by chance, I would end up wearing it." Hearing this, Tan Zheng's eyes flickered. "When can you introduce me to your teacher? I'd love to have a drink with such a discerning teacher." Tan Zheng's gaze was far from innocent. Song Ni knew this look all too well; her wearing a red dress was simply too much of a provocation for Tan Zheng. Song Ni stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself from different angles. "Do I really look that good in a red dress?" Song Ni never doubted her own beauty, nor did she think she couldn't pull off various styles. In fact, she loved all styles and herself, which made her feel beautiful in every way. It was too difficult for her to pick a favorite. Tan Zheng stood behind Song Ni. He was wearing a black shirt today, with the top three buttons undone, subtly revealing his chest muscles. His sleeves were rolled up, showcasing the appealing lines of his arm muscles. He hadn't put on his suit jacket yet, and in this state, he exuded a somewhat rugged charm. The scene was titled: Big Brother and Big Brother's Pampered Wife. Jack was stimulated by this sight. Without high heels, Song Ni appeared petite in front of Tan Zheng. Black and red, the ultimate combination. "Stop staring and come pick out shoes with me." Song Ni playfully nudged Tan Zheng's chest with her elbow. "You'll help me pick them out." The way they were clinging to each other made them look like newlyweds on their honeymoon. Jack's last remaining bit of fantasy was completely shattered. "Here, these shoes haven't been worn by anyone either. Try them on." Song Ni glanced at them. Sky-high heels, at least ten centimeters. Song Ni didn't particularly like wearing extremely high heels, but for the sake of matching, she could consider it, though not excessively. Seeing her reaction, Jack became displeased. "What, are you doubting my styling skills, or do you look down on these shoes?" Looking at the expression on Jack's face, Song Ni almost suspected that if she didn't even try them on, it would deeply hurt Jack's feelings, and this day would become the most difficult and saddest of his year. Song Ni sat on the sofa. Just as she reached out to take the shoes from him, Jack had already knelt down. He had been in this profession for so long that his service mentality was ingrained in him. Moreover, his clients were all wealthy and influential, so kneeling to help a client put on shoes was a normal occurrence. Song Ni saw the look of annoyance on Jack's face due to her involuntary action and couldn't help but laugh. "Give them to me, I'll put them on myself." Jack's expression became a little awkward as he handed the shoes to Song Ni. Before Song Ni could take them, Tan Zheng also knelt down, placing one knee on the ground. "Give them to me, I'll help her put them on." How could Zheng do something like this?!!! Jack immediately withdrew his hand. "Then I'll do it." Song Ni: ... Jack truly loved Tan Zheng. Tan Zheng remained silent, just looking at Jack, his hand not retracting. Reluctantly, Jack placed the shoes in Tan Zheng's hand. As he handed them over, he muttered, "You're really too good to your wife." Song Ni couldn't help but let out a chuckle and said to Tan Zheng in Chinese, "He seems heartbroken." "Is there a problem with me being good to you?" "No problem." Tan Zheng put on shoes for Song Ni with practiced ease, even developing a small habit: before touching the sole of Song Ni's foot, he would rub his palms together to ensure his hands were warm. These shoes were silver pointed-toe stilettos with an extremely demanding shape. Fortunately, Song Ni's feet were also slender, and she had no difficulty putting them on. Once both shoes were on, Tan Zheng helped Song Ni to stand up. Twelve-centimeter heels instantly elevated her presence, making Tan Zheng only a few centimeters taller. This time, the scene was not titled Big Brother and Big Brother's Pampered Wife, but rather... Big Brother and Big Brother's Woman. Even if Big Brother wasn't present, Big Brother's Woman could still annihilate everyone in sight. Song Ni took a few steps. These shoes did indeed complement the dress, making her look dazzling and elegant. However, the twelve-centimeter heels were still too high. Song Ni had to keep her muscles tensed at all times while walking, and attending such a banquet would undoubtedly be tiring. Tan Zheng looked down at her as she walked a few steps. "They look good, but let's change them." Song Ni raised an eyebrow at him. "Why?" "I'm afraid you'll break your leg." Song Ni: ... Her ability to wear high heels wasn't that bad... At most, she might twist an ankle. "Then let's change them." Jack: ... Can you show a little consideration for the stylist's feelings? Song Ni looked at Jack. "Please trouble you to pick another pair for me." This attitude was more like it. Jack haughtily tossed his hair and snorted. "As a beautiful woman, wearing sky-high heels is a basic skill. You should learn it." He said this, but he still diligently found a pair of seven-centimeter heels. Fortunately, he had many shoes here, and he could find a pair of silver pointed-toe heels of that height. Song Ni was indeed beautiful. Jack had seen all sorts of beautiful women over the years – French socialites, British sweethearts, Russian beauties, Ukrainian models. But even after seeing so many beautiful women, Song Ni still made him feel refreshed. It was a kind of contradictory charm, coupled with the mystery of Eastern beauty. Jack finally looked at Song Ni with satisfaction, as if admiring his own work. "A reminder for you: the women at the banquet are very wicked. Don't easily believe their words. You won't just embarrass yourself, you'll embarrass Zheng." Hearing this, Song Ni raised an eyebrow and looked down at her attire. "Are you not confident in your abilities?" "I am confident. I'm afraid you're foolish and will be bullied." Song Ni: ... This was the first time someone had called her foolish.