The server greeted him. “Silver Mask King.”
Xuan Ying stepped out of the car while Feng Lingxue followed behind him.
For the occasion, Feng Lingxue had changed out of the maid’s uniform and wore a black coat. She knew that her beauty was striking and she had to stay low key.
But the black coat was cinched at her slim waist, with a white turtleneck inside and black checkered skirt, she revealed a portion of her calves. With her hair tied back into a low ponytail, wispy fringe and a few strands of hair by her cheeks, she really was entrancing.
After all, she was from Ah Jiao’s Room with good fashion sense and good taste, she knew exactly how to enhance her beauty. Even when she tried to stay low key, she was still like a fully-bloomed rose that one couldn’t take their eyes off of.
The server was captivated by her. He hadn’t seen such a beautiful woman before, his gaze fixated on Feng Lingxue.
Once Xuan Ying witnessed the scene, his eyes turned frosty and his face was somber. Feng Lingxue had also spotted something amiss. Before the man flew into a rage, she quickly held his arm and said, “Let’s go in.”
Throwing a heated glare at the server, Xuan Ying took Feng Lingxue with him and entered Jadeite Hall.
Walking along the corridor, he looked at Feng Lingxue’s beautiful face and warned her, “Stay away from those men, don’t make me angry, hm?”
Feng Lingxue nodded. “Got it.”
Xuan Ying had his hand around her waist, squeezing it.
Now that their relationship was better and Feng Lingxue didn’t want these irrelevant people to anger him, her body was less stiff and she clung onto his muscular arm, looking at him with seductive eyes.
She was trying to please him.
Xuan Ying’s Adam’s apple bobbed, he was taken away by her seductive ways.
This nymph!
He wanted to move when he heard a pleasant voice. “Miss Feng, it’s been a while.”
Xuan Ying lifted his eyes and noticed Tang Mo’er’s arrival. There was someone else beside Tang Mo’er, Jun Xiqing.
Tang Mo’er had come to the Jadeite Hall with Jun Xiqing, who was dressed as a male. As Jun Xiqing was an otherworldly beauty, she could never reveal herself to the public in case men started fighting over her.
Noticing Tang Mo’er and Jun Xiqing’s arrival, Feng Lingxue’s eyes lit up. She had no friends, they were considered her only friends.
“Silver Mask King, can we have some time with Miss Feng? I’m picking out some clothes and I’d like Miss Feng to help me out.” Tang Mo’er looked at Xuan Ying.
“Do you want to go?” Xuan Ying lowered his eyes, looking at Feng Lingxue, who was in his arms.
Feng Lingxue nodded. “Mm.”
“Go.” Xuan Ying let go of her.
…
Jadeite Hall was huge, it was literally a fashion palace in Country A. Lu Yeming took Ye Ruge and Ah Xiao with him to the Royals’ couture house.
Tang Mo’er, Jun Xiqing and Feng Lingxue shopped around when Tang Mo’er suddenly said, “Yeming is going to get married in two weeks’ time. Our parents are no longer alive and I’m his only family. I must dress up formally this time and not embarrass Yeming, but I’m really troubled, I really have no idea what I should wear.”
Jun Xiqing smiled. “Sister Mo’er, of course you’re troubled. Once you dress up, you’re going to outshine the two brides.”
Once Tang Mo’er heard that, she knocked Jun Xiqing’s head lightly. “Qingqing, you’re teasing me? I’m old now, it’s you girls who can own the world.”
Jun Xiqing moved closer, hugging Tang Mo’er’s waist while she giggled. “You’re not old at all.”
Tang Mo’er smiled. She really was fond of Qingqing, if Yeming were to marry Qingqing, she would be able to rest in peace.
But she was merely a bystander when it comes to their relationship matters.
“Sister Mo’er, what do you think about this gown?”
Tang Mo’er and Jun Xiqing lifted their heads to look, Feng Lingxue had picked out a gown, it was a black, lacy halter neck gown with a long train.
“Wow, it’s really beautiful. Sister Mo’er, you should try it on,” Jun Xiqing approved of it.
Tang Mo’er also approved of Feng Lingxue’s taste. “Alright, I’ll go and try it on.”
…
Five minutes later, Tang Mo’er came out of the dressing room.
The halterneck design enhanced her delicate shoulders and with her hair tucked behind her ears, she was indeed ravishing.
“Wow.” Jun Xiqing was blown away by her beauty. “Sister Mo’er, you’re really gorgeous. Lingxue, your taste is so good.”
Feng Lingxue shook her head. “This doesn’t work…”
“What’s the matter? Is there anything wrong?” Tang Mo’er spun.
Feng Lingxue went in front, ripping the train of the gown.
She continued to cinch it at the waist, turning the pleated design to a fishtail skirt.
The halterneck design revealed Tang Mo’er’s delicate shoulders and slender arms, while the ends of the gown was modified into a fishtail design. The dress made Tang Mo’er’s hourglass figure prominent and her tummy was completely flat, her legs long and slender. She also changed the length of the gown, it now cut off at her ankles and her crystal heels could be seen when she walked around. The result was stunning.
“Oh my god.” Jun Xiqing was stunned. “Lingxue, you’re really good at this. Have you learned fashion design before?”
Tang Mo’er looked at herself in the mirror. She was the groom’s elder sister, she shouldn’t dress too extravagantly, but also not too shabbily. This black dress really did accentuate her beauty, it was elegant yet feminine, really perfect for the occasion.
The corners of Feng Lingxue’s lips kicked up. “I was sold to Ah Jiao’s Room since I was young, I haven’t had the chance to learn fashion design.”
But it was precisely because she was at Ah Jiao’s Room since young, the women there only had their minds fixated on how to pleasure men, they were obsessed with anything beauty related and she naturally cultivated an acute sense of fashion.
Any clothes that had Feng Lingxue’s touch to it could perfectly accentuate a woman’s beauty.
“Lingxue.” Tang Mo’er suddenly held Feng Lingxue’s hand. “It doesn’t matter whether youv’e learned fashion design before or not. What matters is that you start trying now. Believe me, I’m certain that one day in the future, you’ll become a really outstanding fashion designer.”
Jun Xiqing added her hand on top. “Lingxue, I don’t care, when you eventually succeed next time, you have to take care of our wardrobe for free!”
Looking at Tang Mo’er and Jun Xiqing’s eyes, Feng Lingxue’s eyes were slightly teary as she nodded vehemently. “Mm!”
They all didn’t know it yet, but this would eventually become a reality in the future.
Many years later, a fashion brand would quickly rise and become a global icon, taking over the fashion world at the speed of lightning.
