"Miss Xia, good morning!"
Susan, dressed in a neat black blazer, was brimming with energy, a polite smile on her face, as two maids stood behind her in proper fashion, holding something elevated in their hands, covered with wrapping paper, unclear to the eye.
Xia Yanxin settled onto the sofa, "Morning... I suppose it's not morning anymore, is it?" She glanced at the Italian mechanical clock above the Venus statue on the table, with the hour hand pointing to eleven o'clock noon...
Susan gestured, and the maids hung the item they were holding on a coat rack, tearing off the wrapping paper to reveal a very beautiful and luxurious evening gown before her eyes.
The high-grade white silk and pearl luster fabric, the streamlined body of the dress, and the hem designed in the style of a Mermaid's trailing skirt, were all simple, elegant, and luxurious.
