Mu Qiao frowned. Taking the paper bag from Qin Hao, she took the dress out for a look. It was a black velvet cheongsam, the fine tactile sensation and exquisite embroidery hinting at its exorbitant price. But cheongsam needs to fit one’s figure perfectly. It can’t be too big or too small…
“Mo Han said that it’ll definitely fit you,” Qin Hao remarked when he saw her frowning through the rear-view mirror, seemingly aware of her thoughts.
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