The stylist packed the dresses up and grumbled to herself. Han Zixuan was way too picky!
Just what did she want to wear? The emperor's robe?
Ning Xi impressed everyone with just a plain white qipao!
The people make the clothes!
If the person was simply no good, being picky about the outfit was a futile effort…
Of course, she would never say something so rude, so she just went out quietly and continued looking.
Shortly after the stylist left, Zheng Anru entered.
Zheng Anru instantly understood what had happened when she saw the dresses strewn all around the room and Han Zixuan's expression. She went over and spoke in a lighthearted tone, "You're still troubled over the dresses! Just what can they get you? Don't worry, CEO Ning has already arranged for someone to get you something from overseas. It'll arrive before tomorrow night."
