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Chapter 29: Equestrian Attire
The show’s production team was well-prepared.
Each group had a set of equestrian outfits corresponding to their numbers. Jiang Mi and Gu Chuan’s group was assigned black, the most understated color at first glance.
However, when the two of them emerged in their outfits, the live streaming platform exploded.
Gu Chuan’s muscular upper body was encased in a pure black polo shirt, highlighting his full chest muscles and his lean, powerful waist. His long legs, emphasized by shiny black riding boots, appeared impossibly straight, exuding an overwhelming aura.
Simply standing there, his presence was commanding, like a king looking down on the world, evoking a sense of reverence and submission.
Viewers went wild:
As Gu Chuan appeared, a heavy silence fell over the room. Even the usually boisterous Cheng Lin went quiet, his eyes showing a hint of fear as he hesitated to approach.
Unfazed, Gu Chuan scanned the room. Not seeing who he was looking for, his brows furrowed slightly.
Suddenly, the soft sound of footsteps came from behind. He turned and was momentarily stunned.
Jiang Mi had her waterfall-like curly hair tied up high, revealing her bright and beautiful face. The black polo shirt, a few sizes smaller than the one on Gu Chuan, softened her fierce appearance, adding a touch of gentle elegance. Her slim waist and long legs stood out, and her chest was particularly prominent and proud.
Gu Chuan’s brows furrowed a bit more as he took long strides toward her.
Jiang Mi licked her red lips, about to say something, but Gu Chuan spoke first, addressing the staff member behind her, “Armor.”
The staff member was overwhelmed by Gu Chuan’s intense aura, “Huh?”
Noticing the admiring and lingering gazes from others on Jiang Mi, Gu Chuan’s voice turned colder, “Her armor.”
Finally understanding, the staff hurriedly turned and ran off, “In the changing room, I’ll go get it right away.”
As the staff rushed off, Jiang Mi tilted her head and looked at Gu Chuan with a teasing smile, her voice playful, “Don’t I look good in this outfit?”
Gu Chuan’s eyes briefly lingered on her slim waist before he looked away, his voice indifferent, “It’s cold.”
Just then, the staff member returned at top speed, holding the white protective gear, and nervously handed it to Jiang Mi.
Jiang Mi smiled at the staff before turning to Gu Chuan with a huff, “I think I look great in this. If you want to wear armor, go ahead, but I’m not wearing it.”
She turned to walk away, but before she could, a strong hand grabbed her arm.
In the next moment, she was being pulled back, and the white armor was slipped over her arm.
Jiang Mi frowned slightly, struggling a bit.
Gu Chuan tightened his grip, half-holding her in his arms. His deep, magnetic voice whispered in her ear, “You look beautiful.”
The black, form-fitting equestrian outfit highlighted her perfect figure. Her face was porcelain-like and stunning, both beautiful and striking.
But precisely because she looked so beautiful, she attracted too much attention.
He selfishly wanted to hide this beauty, to keep it all to himself.
Jiang Mi looked up slightly, her gaze soft and shy, as if hiding a hint of embarrassment.
She blinked her eyes, shaking her other arm.
Gu Chuan naturally helped her put on the other half of the armor.
All that remained were the buttons at the front.
Gu Chuan looked away, “Button it yourself.”
Jiang Mi refused, “Then I won’t wear it.”
Gu Chuan: “…”
Even with a layer of fabric between them, Jiang Mi could still clearly feel the warmth of Gu Chuan’s fingertips.
It was somewhat hot.
Somewhat soft.
Halfway through the buttons, Jiang Mi’s face turned red, and she pulled back, lowering her head, grumbling, “You’re so clumsy, I’ll do it myself.”
Not only the viewers but the people on set had similar thoughts.
The men feared Gu Chuan’s powerful, king-like presence. The women yearned for his favor and affection.
The men were captivated by Jiang Mi’s beauty, while the women either admired or envied her.
Bai Ruoruo gripped the hem of her shirt, her nails digging into her palms. She had deliberately traded outfits with Lu Yu’s group to wear the eye-catching pink, thinking it would make her look pure and sweet.
She had also purposely delayed her entrance, hoping to capture everyone’s attention.
But even though she timed her entrance perfectly, all eyes were on Jiang Mi and Gu Chuan, even Shen Mingxuan only glanced at her before his gaze was drawn back to Jiang Mi.
Jiang Mi! Jiang Mi! Jiang Mi!
If it weren’t for her, all the attention would be on Bai Ruoruo!
Lu Yu couldn’t resist sidling up to Jiang Mi, her eyes sparkling as she glanced at Jiang Mi’s chest once, then again.
“Mimi, you have such a great figure.”
“You’re great too.”
Hearing this, Lu Yu couldn’t help but look down at her own chest. It was small and flat—where was the greatness?
She had always thought her figure was good—165 cm tall, 96 pounds, fair, slim, and long-legged.
But now, looking at Jiang Mi, who was a true bombshell…
Well, she felt a little insecure.
Jiang Mi couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Lu Yu gritted her teeth, “Mimi, you’re laughing at me!”
Jiang Mi glanced at Gu Chuan, who was chatting with Fu Li, then whispered to Lu Yu, “You’ve seen what I used to look like, right?”
Lu Yu was startled, a vague image of a girl with thick bangs and a loose, gray sports suit, hunched and withdrawn, flickered in her mind.
That girl was a stark contrast to the bright, confident Jiang Mi standing before her now.
If Jiang Mi hadn’t mentioned it, Lu Yu would have completely forgotten what she used to look like.
“Mimi, you’re much better now,” Lu Yu said sincerely.
Jiang Mi smiled, “I used to be really self-conscious about my figure.”
“How could you be? You…” Lu Yu started to speak but then suddenly realized something.