Jiang Yingyue nodded her head, and Housekeeper Li left the room knowing that the young girl would be undressing, but it seemed that Jiang Yingyue still had not understood this part.
She stood stunned in the middle of the room, unsure of what she was supposed to do when Yan Meilin handed her the two dresses.
The dresses were magnificent. They were both qipao dresses, clearly inspired by the Chinese trend. They looked so small in Jiang Yingyue's hands, and she could not help but wonder if she would be capable of fitting them.
There was a screen-like room divider in the atelier, and Yan Meilin rushed her behind it.
"Here is a chair, put your clothes on there, and change into the dress, you can pick the one you like yourself first, and then we'll see how it suits you."
Jiang Yingyue was stumped for words, but as she was being ushered behind the screen, she noticed that no one could see her so she might as well change her clothes.
