Every word of a woman is a distraction.

Although it was a sudden shopping trip, it was actually a well-considered choice.

First was the relaxation level, which during this time, had casually accumulated to Lv.3, 356/360 hours.

Just in time, the 72-hour monthly shopping relaxation reset.

Additionally, Mother Ke's aesthetic in fashion and styling was quite impressive, and I really wanted to exchange some thoughts.

Also, having meals treated by Mother Ke usually meant going to the business district, and I was thoroughly sick of the hotel food by now.

Moreover, I indeed needed a haircut.

Taking such numerous factors into account, this bizarre shopping expedition took place.

It was only on the way that I learned Mother Ke's job involved representing and sourcing some niche luxury goods, and she had even attempted to create her own brand, but luxury items are illogical—they are less about quality and more about branding and marketing. In the end, she had to give up.