"Okay, please wait a moment, Young Master Jue."
Su Jiuyi was soon surrounded by several stylists, one of whom approached with a measuring tape to help measure her three sizes, making her feel a bit embarrassed.
Shi Aoju sat cross-legged on the sofa nearby, bored, flipping through the magazine on the table.
He occasionally glanced in the direction of the fitting room, and after a flurry of activity, Su Jiuyi was finally ushered out.
The pale blue tulle gown made her skin look very fair, the hem ending just above her knees revealed her slender calves, the curve of the skirt was just right, like a blossoming flower, and her deep ink-colored hair cascaded to her waist like a waterfall. Su Jiuyi usually appeared with a bare face, but her features were exquisite; paired with this dress, her face radiated an aura, stunning to the extreme.
Shi Aoju watched her slowly stand up, his gaze fixed on her face, never leaving.
