Li Xiuying hid her smile behind her mug as she watched Lan Jinyao's eyes widened in surprise as she opened the box encasing the dress that Song Zexi placed on their table. She could clearly see how the younger woman held her breath for a moment before slowly taking out the elegant champagne-colored dress out of the box.
"Sister Ying, this is so beautiful," Lan Jinyao's gaze swept on the intricate details of the torso of the dress and marveled at how soft the skirt flowed as she held it. "...but why are you giving me this?" She asked curiously.
The woman in question brought down her cup and smiled at Lan Jinyao. She clasped her hands together while both of her arms were propped up over the table. Her long hair weaved on a loose braid hanging carelessly over her right shoulder.
