Fu Yong frowned slightly and walked to Hua Tang's side. He easily embraced her and sneered at the shop assistant. "Is the phrase 'wedding dress rental' included within your business scope meant for the blind? A mere decoration?"
The shop assistant began to refute, "You…"
Fu Yong took a casual glance around the store. "Besides, from what I can see, the style and quality of your wedding dresses are mediocre. They aren't worth the money!"
The shop assistant rolled her eyes. "Just admit that you can't afford it! What a poser… Our store sells high-end designer products, not something a country bumpkin can afford."
Fu Yong raised his eyebrows and saw the white wedding dress adorning the mannequin in the middle of the hall—it was a mermaid dress that accentuated the figure. It was subtly embroidered with gold thread, and there were small diamonds embedded in the chest area. The design was outstanding, but it couldn't compare to the luxuries he had seen before.
"Quit staring at it! Even if you glued your eyes to it, you can't afford it anyhow!" The shop assistant sneered coldly. "Oh, Miss, I do feel sorry for you. You're quite beautiful. It's a waste of your looks to be with a person like that!"
Hua Tang's expression changed. "It's not up to an outsider like you to trash talk my husband!"
Fu Yong was stunned. 'This little lady is usually so submissive. I thought that she would remain placid. Why is she now arguing with someone so aggressively?'
"I'll get the wedding dress dry-cleaned." Hua Tang glared at the shop assistant. "But you have to apologize to my husband for what you said just now!"
"What did you say?" The shop assistant was in disbelief.
Hua Tang had a soft personality. No matter what she faced, she was always optimistic, but that also depended on the subject matter. She could tolerate others bullying her because no one would help her. However, if someone close to her was a victim, she could not sit idly by—even if said victim was a husband she had only just met yesterday.
"I said, apologize to my husband!" she enunciated carefully.
The shop assistant ignored her and treated her words like air.
"No need to apologize." Fu Yong curled his lips slightly and looked down at her. "Do you like that wedding dress?"
"Hmm?" Hua Tang looked in the direction he was pointing and saw the sparkling wedding dress in the center of the hall.
Her heart skipped a beat. 'No woman can reject such a beautiful thing. However, I don't understand what this man intended to do.'
Fu Yong smiled faintly and took out a card, placing it on the counter. "My wife likes that wedding dress. I'll take it."
The shop assistant looked wide-eyed at him. Hua Tang was also at a loss.
"What are you doing…" She tugged at his sleeve and reminded him softly, "We're already married. We don't need wedding dresses anymore."
"A keepsake. That dress is indeed high-end designer fashion, and the quality isn't bad," Fu Yong said lightly. "Do you have someone who can take her measurements?"
Only then did the shop assistant react. She immediately put on a fawning smile and bowed respectfully. "Sir, are you really going to buy it?"
Fu Yong answered with a mirthless smile, "Yes, now please take my wife's measurements."
"Then, I'll call the designer…" the shop assistant immediately said.
"Can't you do it?" Fu Yong raised his eyebrows.
The shop assistant's expression froze.
"If you don't, I won't buy it," Fu Yong said indifferently.
The shop assistant was a little flustered.
She was a little afraid of this man with a strong presence, but she also had the obligation to measure the size of the customer. Thus, she could only take out the tape measure and walk to Hua Tang's side. "Miss, let me help you..."
"Can you reach the hem of the dress like this?" Fu Yong mocked and stared at her coldly. "You have to measure the size of my wife's wedding dress on your knees!"
After that statement, the shop was instantly so silent you could hear a pin drop.
The others looked at the shop assistant sympathetically, but no one said anything, nor did they have the intention to help.
The shop assistant's face took on a ghastly expression. However, at this moment, the manager walked over and gave her a pointed look, indicating that she should go along with the customer's wishes. After all, an expensive wedding dress was at stake. As long as the sale was completed, she would take the customer's measurements even if she had to crawl.
Fu Yong's expression was calm, and the smile on his austere face did not reach his eyes.
Hua Tang could not help but hold his hand tightly. She whispered to him, "Forget it. This wedding dress is very expensive, and it won't be of much use in the future. Don't spend money on such…"
Fu Yong patted her comfortingly and said coldly, "Use the credit card, no PIN code necessary."
In the end, the manager and the designer had to step in to take the measurements.
Fu Yong took a smoke just outside the entrance while Hua Tang got her measurements indoors. Throughout the entire process, no one dared to mock her anymore.
The shop assistant from before was reprimanded by the manager and stood at the side, not daring to speak. The designer kept praising Hua Tang's figure, complimenting that the wedding dress was simply tailor-made for her. Even the manager treated her as a VIP and served her tea attentively…