Reborn on My Wedding Night: This Time, I Won't Fail My Soldier Husband
Hu Jiaojiao realized what was happening a beat late and waved at the waiter on the ground: "It's fine, go back to your work. Find someone to come and clean this up."
After saying that, she hurried ahead of Dong Shuyao: "Follow me."
In the room on the second floor, Huang Meng had already taken off the cheongsam and was wiping the red wine stains off her skin.
Dong Shuyao stood with her back to her, handing over a kraft paper bag: "Auntie Huang, I designed this gown based on my estimate of your measurements. You can try it on."
What kind of decent clothes could a girl in her twenties possibly design?
Huang Meng didn't take it, instead scanning her own wardrobe.
Unfortunately, she wasn't the type of official's wife who paid much attention to fashion, and all the clothes in her closet were very low-key and plain.
In Old Hu's position, their whole family was very careful to avoid extravagance and waste in their daily lives.
There wasn't a single dress suitable for today's occasion.
What was she to do?
Seeing that Dong Shuyao's bag hadn't been taken, Hu Jiaojiao quickly stepped in to save the situation, taking the clothes: "Mom, just try it. Look at how beautiful the dress Shuyao is wearing! Her taste is so good; the clothes she designs must be beautiful."
As she spoke, she couldn't wait to take out the pale purple dress.
The moment the dress was unfolded, Hu Jiaojiao rushed to the mirror like a happy bird, holding it up against herself, her eyes shining.
"Mom, I'm not just saying this, but I think this gown suits me quite well. Why don't we swap?"
She spun around in front of the mirror, her excited tone drawing Huang Meng's attention.
She saw that the pale purple printed dress Hu Jiaojiao was holding up shimmered under the lights.
The off-the-shoulder design perfectly showcased her beautiful collarbone. The dress was a mermaid style, with layers of cake-skirt ruffles at the hem. It didn't look cluttered; instead, it added a lively touch to the simple lines of the dress.