Lace, gauze, an asymtrical sheer strap at the shoulder carrying hints of playfulness and romance, and a layered, cascading skirt that appears light and flowing.
A subdued yet gentle pale grey, instantly putting the surrounding bright colors to sha.
But the most stunning feature is the back design—a backless layout adorned with asymtrical 3D lace and gauze accents encircling the waist, extraordinarily elegant.
The entire dress, even without being worn, exudes an ethereal charm and a refined, noble aura.
Yan Xinxin had never seen such a beautiful gown, and she was indeed srized.
Unexpectedly, Mira recomnded this dress to Yan Xinxin, which left Mu Qianshui looking on in confusion. Mira, however, simply curled her lips in a smirk.
Mu Qianshui caught on, stepping to Yan Xinxin’s side.
"Lady Yan, what do you think of this dress?"
"This dress does look very unique, but I’m afraid I don’t have the ability to carry it off."
"Lady Yan, since Young Master Mo chose you as his companion, if you don’t even have the ability to carry off such a dress, maybe it’s better to leave early!"
With such confrontational tones and such a disdainful smile, Yan Xinxin imdiately realized that Mira was deliberately mocking and looking down on her.
"The clothes you’re wearing now probably aren’t even worth one single crystal on this dress, are they, Lady Yan?"
Yan Xinxin didn’t want to argue with this woman, yet Mira obviously intended to provoke her.
"Mira, have you been drinking? Why are you talking like this?"
Mu Qianshui quickly interjected to diate.
But Mira was unfazed; she shot another mocking grin at Yan Xinxin.
"Young Master Mo changes his companion every ti he attends an event. Next ti, I imagine he’ll pick soone who can actually carry off this dress better than you!"
As her words landed, Yan Xinxin felt her heart seize for a second, but she quickly responded with a smile.
"Miss Mira, you’re quite correct. The clothes I’m wearing right now certainly aren’t enough to buy one single crystal on this dress. But honestly, I don’t believe the clothes on you amount to that either."
"..."
Mira’s face darkened instantly upon hearing this.
Yan Xinxin maintained her smile.
"Miss Mira, I think you’re absolutely right. If I can’t even carry off a dress, how could I possibly have the qualifications to stand beside Mo Chuxi? Since I’ve been given the chance to stand next to him as his companion, of course I won’t pass up the opportunity to wear this dress. It’s far better than being soone who doesn’t even have the chance to walk beside Mo Chuxi at all!"
"You... What do you an by that?"
Mira’s face turned completely sour.
Yan Xinxin remained poised.
She turned and looked at the slightly dazed Mu Qianshui.
"Lady Mu, I’ll choose this dress. I’ll co back to pick it up on Saturday. Thank you, and goodbye."
Mu Qianshui finally regained her composure as she watched Yan Xinxin turn away.
"Goodbye."
As Yan Xinxin walked out of the door, Mira sneered in contempt.
"Hah! What a joke!"
"I should be asking you what you’re up to!"
Mu Qianshui’s face fell in displeasure.
"Why did you recomnd that dress to her? Do you have any idea what that dress represents?"
"Honey, relax. If she’s courting death, would you stop her?"
Mira smirked insidiously, eyeing the dress.
"I wonder what Young Master Mo will do when he sees that woman wearing this dress. Would he throw her out publicly? Just imagining it is exhilarating!"
Initially, Mu Qianshui felt annoyed, but hearing Mira’s words, even she couldn’t help the corner of her lips curving upwards.
Indeed, this dress is practically forbidden territory for Mo Chuxi—anyone who touches it is dood!
After leaving the apartnt, the first place Yan Xinxin headed to was the hospital, specifically the gynecology departnt...
After completing the examination, she sat anxiously, waiting for the results.
She wouldn’t give up until the bitter end.
Although, she was already strongly aware—she truly was pregnant...
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