Tang Yue was still very satisfied with this outfit. The second one was a pair of dungarees with a white T-shirt; just right in line with Yu Zhaodi's usual casual and simple style.
Both outfits were in extremely simple styles that Tang Yue designed; she was just worried that Yu Zhaodi might not like them.
Inside the fitting room, it was spacious and comfortable. In the bright room, there was even a full-length mirror. Many clothes were placed in the room, and Yu Zhaodi, holding the clothes in front of the mirror, couldn't help but be dazzled by her reflection with braided pigtails.
"Zhaodi, are you done yet?" Tang Yue's voice came from outside the room.
Yu Zhaodi had been inside for a while, so Tang Yue and Zhang Tingyu urged her. Zhang Tingyu said, "Zhaodi, you better not waste Xiao Yue's hard work."
Zhang Tingyu started trying on the cheongsam that Tang Yue had made for her. Although it was still a bit cold in the room, the chill was nothing to her.