Fu Yanhe had customized a black mermaid gown for her, designed generously and understatedly, ensuring it wouldn't overshadow the host at the engagement party.
Shen Yanhe was very satisfied with the design of the gown.
Fu Yanhe, dressed in casual attire and holding a cup of coffee, had fair, slender hands with distinct joints that radiated a jade-like luster against the black cup.
"Go try it on; there's still time to alter it if it doesn't fit."
Shen Yanhe responded affirmatively, picked up the gown, and walked into the room.
Following closely behind Fu Yanhe, Liu Fang quietly took a glance in his young master's direction, leaned toward Wu Fang, and whispered, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I've never seen the young master put so much effort into customizing a gown for a woman before. It seems even the thousand-year-old iron tree finally blossomed; the young master is smitten."
Wu Fang looked at him expressionlessly, letting out a slight snort of pride from his nose.
