One's ability to maintain composure often does not stem from a lack of desire but rather from never having been truly tempted by opulence and luxury.
Chi Yu always donned designer outfits, and every season, if she couldn't visit the boutiques in person, the store would send her a curated selection of clothes matching her style and measurements directly to the Chi household. This time, however, it wasn't just ordinary ready-to-wear but a collection of haute couture gowns that had yet to be released.
Over a dozen pieces, lined up meticulously.
Chi Yu had called Qi Yue over to help her decide.
Since it was someone else's birthday celebration, her gown shouldn't be too eye-catching; stealing the spotlight would only breed resentment.
The vibrant maple red and golden champagne were immediately ruled out. Emerald velvet seemed too mature, and the pink silk didn't match Chi Yu's temperament.
