"My uncle?" Lu Zhan frowned.
"I was expelled from the Lu family. I'm not familiar with their affairs and my relationship with my uncle is just so-so."
Ming Ran's brows deeply furrowed, "Alright, I'll ask someone else."
Lu Zhan heard the call disconnect on the other end, feeling somewhat baffled.
It's been a few years since the breakup, and she's still concerned about his uncle?
Also, hasn't his uncle been abroad recovering from heartbreak these past few years?
...
An hour later, Rong Mansion.
Zhao Huai appeared with a high-end brand's saleswoman.
Jiang Man leaned on a single sofa, holding a sketchpad with a pencil wedged between her index and middle fingers.
On the sketchpad was a beautiful gauze dress. From the front, it looked like a sweet princess dress.
From the back, it was a trailing gauze dress, the train just touching the ground, not cumbersome but intricately designed.
At a glance, the train resembled the tail of a nine-tailed fox.
