Miss Xiao Man, Chapter 232, Main Text 232 Miss Xiao Man, 232 Lin Xiaoman stepped out of the dressing room. Upon hearing the sound, Lu Yun turned to look and was instantly stunned—so much so that even the store owner’s wife paused, amazed. She thought, truly, a woman born with natural grace and beauty is hard to outshine. With just two simple, affordable outfits, how could they fit so perfectly on this young girl? It was as if the clothes were custom-made for her, perfectly complementing her figure and facial features. Lu Yun had also regained his composure, gazing at Ling Xiaoman's charming appearance and teasing, "Sister, you're now a goddess descended from heaven—beautiful beyond words." Ling Xiaoman cooed, "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't you fear people will laugh at you." The owner's wife chuckled, "How could they? After selling clothes for so many years, I've never seen a woman so effortlessly radiate a unique grace while wearing just two simple outfits." The word "beautiful" made Ling Xiaoman blush slightly, standing there a bit awkward, unsure how to respond to the owner's wife's praise. The owner's wife smiled warmly and turned to Lu Yun, "So, are you going to take these two?" Lu Yun quickly nodded vigorously, fearing that Ling Xiaoman might change her mind, and said to her, "Sister, we're definitely going with these two." This content is from Chapter 232 of "Rural Beauty." He then turned to the owner's wife and asked, "Madam, how much will these two outfits cost?" "The mistress smiled and said, 'We originally charged sixty yuan. The jeans were thirty-seven, and the t-shirt twenty-three. Now we're only taking fifty from you. We can't claim to make a profit—just a little extra from the effort, perhaps. But this girl looks absolutely comfortable and pleasant in this outfit.' Lu Yun was momentarily stunned. According to his expectations, given the city's high living costs and how well the jeans and t-shirt fit Ling Xiaoman, the hundred and fifty yuan offered by his third aunt should have been insufficient. He had already clenched the stack of money handed to him by Yang Yanping in his pocket, only to find out that fifty yuan was all they were asking." Landi hesitated, glancing at Ling Xiaoman. Then, Yun ran over to the long dress that the owner had first presented to them, touched it again, and immediately spotted the price tag. He then quickly went through all the dresses visible in the room, checking their prices. By the time he finished, he felt a sudden clarity: it wasn't that Professor Ling didn't like the dress—she had simply seen the price and insisted on not taking it. In fact, every dress in the room was more expensive than the two she was already wearing! Thinking of Ling Xiaoman's deliberate efforts to save money, he felt a wave of warmth. With a sudden burst of enthusiasm, he waved his hand and said, "Madam, we'll take this dress too." Turned around, glared at Lu Yun, and whispered, "What are you doing all this fuss about? If you don't behave, I'll take neither of these items." Lu Yun panicked, "I know you like that long dress, and I just wanted to save money for myself. I've already told you—my third aunt gave me 150 yuan, which is enough to cover the cost of that dress." Ling Xiaoman snapped, "How many times do I have to tell you for you to listen? Well, then, I'm not buying any clothes. I'm going back now." Saying that, she turned and walked toward the dressing room. "Alright, I won't be a bother anymore," Lu Yun quickly stepped in front of Ling Xiaoman, but turned to the store manager and said, "Madam, could you please find us a bag to carry the clothes we're returning?" As he spoke, he gently guided Ling Xiaoman aside. Never has she been so upset before—she'd better just go with it, or else neither of these items will be purchased. The mistress of the shop looked puzzled as the two siblings whispered to each other quietly by the counter. From the girl's expression, it seemed as though the boy had made a mistake, which had made her so angry that she no longer wanted to buy either of the two garments—this was their very first sale today, and they couldn’t let it fall through. This content is from Chapter 232 of "Rural Beauty." Upon hearing Lu Yun’s words, she quickly nodded and found a packaging bag, then rushed into the dressing room to pack up the skirt that Ling Xiaoman had taken off—Lu Yun’s third aunt’s dress. After settling the bill, Lu Yun and Ling Xiaoman stepped out of the clothing store. Deliberately walking slowly, Lu Yun watched Ling Xiaoman’s graceful silhouette from behind and couldn’t help but marvel, "What a lovely creator God truly is!" "Lu Yun, what are you doing?" Ling Xiaoman turned around, noticing that Lu Yun hadn’t caught up with her. "Nothing," Lu Yun replied, jogging to catch up, scratching his head. "Sister, where exactly should we go to get the one from Yang Teacher? What’s the matter with that?" Ling Xiaoman blushed and said, "Just follow me. When we get there, hand me the money and I'll buy it for you. Otherwise, people will laugh at you—someone seeing a boy buying that kind of thing will surely find it hilarious." Lu Yun chuckled, "Still, my sister has thought of everything." "Don't call me sister," Ling Xiaoman said with a graceful smile, her tone carrying no trace of complaint. Lu Yun made a grimace and said, "I still think it's better to call you sister so I can get used to it. Just let me call you that for a couple of days. Then, when I get to school, I'll change my mind. Please?" Ling Xiaoman sighed and smiled, "Fine with me. After all, I'm only a little bit older than you." Lu Yun laughed heartily, "Alright, settled then. From now on, you're my sister—beautiful sister, fairy sister, Xiaoman sister—ha ha!" Lu Yun's unreserved words and laughter drew several onlookers' attention. Ling Xiaoman grew flustered and said, "What are you doing? Give me just a little color, and you'll "Stand there! Don't run!" Ling Xiaoman had never felt this joyful before. Ignoring the strange glances from the passersby, she chased after Lu Yun with laughter that rang out like silver bells—clear, bright, and delightful. Eventually, when they could no longer keep up, they both stopped breathless under a large tree by the roadside. Lu Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled at Ling Xiaoman, saying, "Sister, you're absolutely beautiful." At that moment, Ling Xiaoman's shirt was damp, the white t-shirt clinging tightly to her body, revealing the perfect, full curves of her chest clearly—enough to see even the color of her bra. Staring at her in wonder, and hearing his words, Ling Xiaoman blushed and said, "Do you still want to go on? How dare you tease me like this!" "I'm telling you the truth," Lu Yun replied, spreading his hands out with a look of pure innocence. ... Rural Beauty, Chapter 232, Text updated!