The exquisitely embroidered Suzhou silk, the ink-green fabric, with blossoms of lotuses floating in the shadow, made this cheongsam seem like a splash-ink landscape painting.
The collar was a very delicate Tang-style crossover neckline, and the buttons were also very unique, in the shape of flowers.
She reached out and gently touched it, "It's really so beautiful!"
"As long as Mom likes it, that's great. I also love this one, and the cheongsams made by this family are all very unique. I picked out three pieces for you, and I also selected a Tang suit and a Sun Yat-sen suit for Dad so you can match as a pair," Ye Anran said with a smile.
"Come, let's take out each one and take a look!" Qiu Liya was a woman who loved beauty, and even though she was almost fifty, she still took very good care of herself and looked like a woman in her thirties or forties, endowed with a natural noble elegance, exceptionally lovely.
Seeing Mother Bo happy, Ye Anran was particularly thrilled.
