"Auntie is the best."

The scene made Lin Yifeng, who was standing on the outside, think that Dream of the Red Chamber had come to life.

It must be said that Rong En's mother's cooking skills are truly amazing.

Lin Yifeng and his group only stayed in Suzhou for two nights and did some sightseeing. When they returned, Rong Enniang had already altered the designs of the girls' cheongsams.

It can be said that Rong Enniang's adjustment was just right, allowing those girls who were originally plump to comfortably put on the cheongsam.

This allows women like Susie, who have a less-than-ideal figure but outstanding temperament, to have a cheongsam that flatters their figure and enhances their charm.

Susie stood in front of the mirror, turning around and examining herself repeatedly.

Another girl who knew a little about opera also sneaked up behind Susie, suddenly hugged her slender waist, and began to sing.

"My wife, you really are so, so incredibly beautiful."

"It touched my heart..."

They didn't even give her a chance to finish singing, and Susie complained with a blush on her face.

"Stop making fun of me!"

However, the girl singing in the opera style was very lively, so she turned around and shouted to Lin Yifeng.

"Boss! Look, Susie is saying those kinds of things again!"

"Boss, please be the judge!"

"Isn't it beautiful?"

Lin Yifeng turned his head and looked at Su Qian. Rather than saying that Rong Enniang's modified cheongsam perfectly accentuated Su Qian's slender figure, with her two long, white legs appearing and disappearing beneath the cheongsam.

Given her current situation, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Susie could become a model.

"Yes, it's really good. You can come and take some promotional photos later."

The female opera singer was clearly getting a little too cocky, and immediately turned to Rong Enniang to ask her questions.

"Ma'am!"

"Look! Isn't Susie the girl who looks best in a cheongsam in your shop?"

Rong En's mother was stumped by this question.

She stepped forward and felt around for a moment, then frowned slightly.

"It's really good."

"But it's still not quite there yet."

"By the way, Xiaofeng, didn't Xiaojin come this time? I was thinking of getting her a dress and helping her take some promotional photos."

Rong Enniang's words immediately put the eight women in the room on alert.

The room was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and everyone had the same question in mind.

Who is Xiao Jin?

Lin Yifeng felt a wave of embarrassment.

Rong En's mother is good in every way, except that she lacks emotional intelligence. In the past, if anyone said anything bad about her cheongsam, she would have kicked them out immediately.

Rong En's mother clearly didn't notice the awkward atmosphere and muttered to herself with some concern.

"Ouch."

"Xiaofeng."

"You didn't break up, did you?"