Chapter 153

Liu Siyu turned over and buried her face in the pillow with a faint musty smell, her body trembling slightly.

It's not heartache, but exhaustion after a desperate move, and a twisted excitement of an impending comeback - as long as Wen Yanxi gets better, what leverage does Doctor Chen Zhaoyue have over him?

What he needs is a woman who can give him a complete family, a young and energetic woman like Liu Siyu!

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The county town on Saturday was even more bustling than usual. The cries of street vendors echoed incessantly, bicycle bells jingled in unison, and the air was thick with the aroma of dust, fried food, and a faint odor of sweat.

Yue Xiulan hurriedly pulled Chen Zhaoyue through the bustling crowd and headed for a relatively quiet alley. At the end of the alley, a faded old wooden sign hung on the lintel, and the words "Qiaoshou Zhang's Wedding Clothes" were still recognizable.

"Boss Zhang! Boss Zhang! Our distinguished guest is here!" Yue Xiulan arrived before she even showed up in person, and with a loud voice she lifted the blue cloth curtain at the door of the store.

The shop was dimly lit but exceptionally neat. Wooden racks, hung with a variety of fabrics, lined the walls, and the air was filled with the distinct scent of new cotton and mothballs. Behind the counter, an elderly tailor with graying hair and reading glasses looked up at the voice, his face instantly adorned with the warm smile of a businessman.

"Hey, Comrade Yue! Please come in! This is..." Boss Zhang's gaze fell on Shen Zhaoyue, and his eyes behind the glasses lit up.

"My sister, Dr. Chen Zhaoyue, is going to be pregnant next month. Hurry up and take out all the best materials you have saved!" Yue Xiulan gently pushed Chen Zhaoyue forward, dragged two small stools over and sat down as if she was familiar with the place, picked up the large enamel pot on the counter and took a sip of boiled water.

"Doctor Shen? Oh, I've heard of him! He's solved many difficult and complicated cases for our clinic! He's truly kind and kind!" Boss Zhang praised him repeatedly. He deftly pulled out several rolls of material, carefully wrapped in oil paper, from under the counter and carefully peeled off the layers. "Come here, take a look. This is genuine Suzhou and Hangzhou soft satin, and this is heavyweight silk... The color is bright, the luster is great, and it's very durable!"

Rolls of brightly colored silk were spread out in the dimly lit shop, shimmering with color. Gorgeous pink, rich rose purple, elegant lake blue... Yue Xiulan was dazzled and sighed.

Chen Zhaoyue's gaze passed over those vibrant colors and fell on the deep red silk at the bottom, a solid, heavy, red like a frozen flame. The red was pure, intense, without a trace of other colors, as if it contained thousands of years of joy and solemnity.

"This." Chen Zhaoyue stretched out her fingers, lightly brushing against the red satin. Beneath the cool, silky touch was a heavy texture. "Thank you for your help, Boss Zhang."

"Good taste!" Boss Zhang grinned, "This is the authentic red that our ancestors passed down as the jewel of the royal family! So elegant! It's the perfect match for Dr. Shen's impressive demeanor!" He quickly called out to his apprentice, "Zhuzi, hurry! Clear that big chopping board in the back room! Please invite Dr. Shen in for a measurement!"

The inner room was brighter than the outer one. Chen Zhaoyue followed his instructions and stood on a slightly elevated wooden platform in the center of the room. Boss Zhang, holding a tape measure and powder, became extremely focused as he busied himself around Chen Zhaoyue.

"Shoulder width... well, very standard!"

"Arm length... good!"

"Waist..." The tape measure gently circled around the slender waist, and Boss Zhang's eyes were full of admiration. "Doctor Shen's figure is really a gift from God! A natural dresser! This waist is a waist, and the legs are legs. When the wedding day comes, the groom will see you dressed up like a bride and he will definitely be unable to take his eyes off you!"

Boss Zhang sighed half in compliment and half sincerely.

Chen Zhaoyue tilted her head slightly, watching the blurry figure reflected in the mottled mercury mirror on the wall. The rich red material draped across her shoulders made the skin around her neck appear dazzlingly pale. She said nothing, only the corners of her mouth curved upwards in a barely perceptible arc that quickly faded.

It can be seen that Boss Zhang has some real skills, including the pieces of fabric he brought out, which may not be available even in Shanghai.

Yue Xiulan was watching with great interest and interrupted, "Boss Zhang, you have to show your best skills and do it properly! We need it for next month's work!"

"Don't worry! Comrade Yue, Doctor Shen, I, Old Zhang, will take care of it!" Boss Zhang patted his chest and assured, deftly marking the key measurements with powder. "The style will be the traditional dragon and phoenix gown you ordered earlier. As for the piping and embroidery pattern for the neckline, sleeves, and hem, would you like a gold-threaded dragon and phoenix, or a silver-threaded peony?"

"Gold thread," Chen Zhaoyue said calmly, her eyes sweeping over the several embroidery patterns handed over by Boss Zhang. "The button should have a ruyi pattern in the middle."

Before this, in order to keep a low profile and not let her background cause trouble to Wen Yanxi, Chen Zhaoyue only wanted to make two dresses that could be worn daily in addition to weddings.

But now, she wants a unique wedding dress and she also wants to buy a new skirt.

She has money!

"Okay! Got it!" Boss Zhang wrote it down quickly.

After taking the measurements, Yue Xiulan dragged Chen Zhaoyue around the store and commented on the finished wedding gowns hanging on the wall. Only then did she pay the deposit with satisfaction and agreed to come back a week later to see the first version.

After leaving "Qiao Shou Zhang Ji", the sun was already setting, but the heat had not completely dissipated.

Yue Xiulan was in high spirits. She took Chen Zhaoyue's arm and plunged into the busiest department store in the county.

"Sister Chen, look at this new box of 'A Thousand Colors' moisturizing cream! It smells so nice!" Yue Xiulan picked up a round iron box, opened the lid and put it under Shen Zhaoyue's nose.

A rich, floral scent of oil hit her face. Chen Zhaoyue leaned back slightly and smiled faintly, "If sister-in-law likes it, buy it. I use the glycerin prepared by the hospital, which is fine."

"Oh, you, how can you be so careless when getting married!" Yue Xiulan glared at her in disapproval, but still put the box of balm into her shopping cart and picked up a bottle of beautifully packaged hair oil from the shelf next to her. "How about this? It makes your hair shiny and black! It will look more energetic if your hair is combed and sleek on your wedding day!"

Chen Zhaoyue glanced across the shelf and picked up a box of plainly packaged medical vaseline next to it: "This is real."

Yue Xiulan shook her head helplessly, but she was also used to her practical nature.

The two walked around the department store, stopping here and there. Chen Zhaoyue picked out a few spare pens of different models and a bottle of blue-black ink, while Yue Xiulan bought a pack of shiny glass hairpins, two pairs of thick nylon socks, and some snacks for the children at home.

When passing by the grocery counter, Yue Xiulan was caught by the sweet aroma of freshly baked goods.