Was Fu Tingyan really so vile that he would force Bo Ye to wear womenâs clothes?
âI havenât seen a man in womenâs clothes before but I donât think Bo Ye would look too bad in them. Heâs neither tall nor especially broad at the shoulders, after all. Whose clothes should he wear?â Jiang Yu said as he sized up Bo Ye.
âMy clothes are too small for him. However, Qin Shuâs might fit.â Ye Xue could tell from a glance that Bo Ye was around the same height as Qin Shu.
Bo Ye grimaced as he listened to their nefarious plan.âIâm not wearing a womanâs clothes. Think of something else.â
Fu Tingyan smiled deviously. The more Bo Ye refused, the more he wanted to see him dressed as a woman.
âIt really isnât that big of a deal. No one but us three will ever know.â Jiang Yu offered.
Bo Ye pursed his lips in consternation.
âIâll go and pick out something from Qin Shuâs room.â
Fu Tingyan spared Bo Ye a brief, contemplative look before bouncing up the stairs to Qin Shuâs room on the second floor.
Ye Xue noticed that Bo Ye wasnât very willing to dress up as a woman. âBo Ye, thereâs no need to force yourself. If you do not want to wear it, then donât. Just tell Fu Tingyan that youâll do something else instead.â
Bo Yeâs lips formed a thin line, âItâs fine.â
For all he knew, Fu Tingyanâs subsequent request could be even more outrageous â better the known devil than the unknown.
Fu Tingyan entered Qin Shuâs room with ease and turned to the closet where she kept her clothes. Her closet was filled to the brim with clothes of all sorts of shapes and colours. Yet, it was a black dress that caught his eye.
Bo Ye was about the same height as Qin Shu. Even if he was a little taller, it was not by much. Tracing the outline of Bo Yeâs figure as it appeared in his mindâs eye, Fu Tingyan thought the dress he had selected would fit him nicely.
The black dress it was, then.
Satisfied, Fu Tingyan made his way back downstairs and draped the dress over the sofa beside Bo Ye, a cheeky grin tugging at his lips. âThis is it. Try it on!â
âWow. It does look good. Bo Ye, quickly try it on.â It was Jiang Yuâs first time seeing a man trying on a dress and his eyes shone with curiosity.
Ye Xue looked at the black dress and remembered Qin Shu wearing it while playing the piano. It lent her an air of elegance befitting a noble.
No wonder it was said that girls who played the piano did not have bad temperaments.
No. Qin Shu was stunning regardless of what she did. It was almost a matter of fact for her.
Bo Ye eyed the black dress on the sofa coldly. Picking it up, he hastened to the bathroom and locked the door behind him.
Fu Tingyan stared at the closed door excitedly. He could not wait to see how Bo Ye looked in a dress.
Bo Ye slipped on the dress and peered at his reflection in the mirror. The person in the mirror pursed his lips tightly. His skin was as pale as ivory and as smooth as jade. Not a single blemish marred his form.
He had seen Qin Shu wear it before. It certainly was very beautiful. Simple but elegant.
Bo Ye retracted his gaze, stopping at the door. His hand settled on the doorknob without turning it. He stayed that way for some time, hesitating.
In the living room...
Jiang Yu looked at Ye Xue beside him. He reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist. He frowned. âLittle Xue, have you lost weight?â
Ye Xue blushed and looked down at herself. She looked at Jiang Yuâs arm around her waist, causing her blush to deepen. âNo, I havenât. I weighed myself yesterday. Iâm 92 pounds at the moment â 2 pounds heavier than I was previously.â
âThen why does it feel like youâve lost weight?â Jiang Yu tightened his arms around her waist questioningly.
Ye Xue burned with embarrassment and tried freeing herself. âJiang Yu, stop fooling around,â she whispered.
âAre you blushing again?â he teased. Jiang Yu knew Ye Xue was blushing from the way she had lowered her head.
It was his daily dose of teasing. He rather liked seeing her blush.
Fu Tingyan stared at the bathroom. Bo Ye had been in there for a while now. Why was he taking so long? Was it so hard for him to slip on a dress? Maybe he was not sure how to wear it...
Then again, the dress he had picked was not overly complicated. There was no reason for him to have trouble wearing it.
He smirked. Bo Ye must have been too embarrassed to step out of the bathroom.
Strolling to the door, he knocked. âDo you need any help putting on that dress? I could help you...â
Before he could finish his sentence, the bathroom door swung open.
Fu Tingyan paused, stunned by the person standing at the gaping door.
This black dress was just right for Bo Ye. His slender form matched Qin Shuâs figure perfectly.
The only difference being the air around him.
Bo Ye had a cold personality and in the dress he wore, he gave people the impression of an aloof beauty.
Bo Yeâs features were delicate â very different from an ordinary manâs. His oval-shaped face and soft lines made him more beautiful than handsome.
Paired with his slight frame and narrow shoulders, it was easy to mistake him for a woman.
Fu Tingyan sighed wistfully. If only he had persuaded Bo Ye to put on a wig, then he really would look no different from the average woman.
Fu Tingyan appraised Bo Ye with keen eyes. The way he was being examined so thoroughly left Bo Ye feeling uncomfortable. His whole body tensed like a tightly wound spring.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
If not for Fu Tingyanâs bad taste, Bo Ye would not be caught dead in a dress.
âYou look good in it.â
Bo Ye looked up at the man who was half a head taller than he was. âWhat do you mean?â
âI mean exactly what I said.â Fu Tingyan chuckled. âYou exude an undeniably feminine flavour in that dress.â
Bo Ye: â...â
Seeing that he was silent, Fu Tingyan asked, âDidnât you look in the mirror at all?â
Fu Tingyan dragged him by the arm into the bathroom and made him pose in front of a mirror. Bo Ye hadnât even had the chance to protest.
The mirror reflected two individuals, one tall and one short.
Fu Tingyan regarded Bo Yeâs reflection in the mirror with a grin on his face. âLook at yourself. You look fine in that dress. Even if you wore it out of the apartment, no one would bat an eye.â
â...â Bo Ye took in his reflection. Though his expression was still cold, a hint of discomfort shone through his frigid facade.
Bo Ye brushed off his discomfort as being the result of Fu Tingyanâs eyes roaming over him.
âIf I had known how good you would look in a dress, I would have prepared a wig.â Fu Tingyan looked at the person in the mirror and murmured thoughtfully.
â...â Bo Ye glanced at Fu Tingyan. His handsome features that screamed of righteousness was a sham. It was vastly different from the thoughts floating in his head.
It was at this time that the lovely young couple on the sofa noticed the commotion. Curious, they strolled over for a better look.
Ye Xue caught sight of Bo Yeâs figure, surprise flashing in her eyes. She could not help but blurt out her thoughts as they formed in her head.
âBo Ye, y-you look amazing! Youâd look even better in flowery lace.â
Bo Ye turned to look at Ye Xue. Despite being happy for the praise, he did not show it.
Ye Xue suddenly recalled that Bo Yeâs reluctance. Wouldnât a man be unhappy if he were to be praised for looking good in a dress?
âBo Ye, if you walk out like this, I guarantee that heads will turn. No one would ever think you were a man.â Jiang Yu said seriously as if he was afraid that Bo Ye would not believe him.