At the side, Qiao Yu's eyes also flashed with surprise. She glanced at Ling Zhou, her eyes flashing with surprise, joy and other emotions.

"Okay, Jane, make some changes."

Ling Zhou said.

Jane Doyle nodded and walked into the workshop with her assistant.

"Let's wait."

Ling Zhou stretched and smiled at Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu nodded and sat down.

The two sat there without saying anything.

For a moment, there was nothing to say.

Moreover, the servants and some staff members in the studio who were around him had nothing to say.

Soon, an hour passed.

An hour later, Jane Doyle finally came out of the studio, holding a long dress in her hand, the one she had modified before.

"Your Highness, it's done."

Jane Doyle came out and said with shock in her eyes.

"Come on, try it."

Ling Zhou turned and said to Qiao Yu expectantly.

Qiao Yu smiled and nodded, stood up, took the clothes and walked towards the fitting room.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Ling Zhou said to Jane Doyle.

It was indeed quite rushed to complete the modifications meticulously according to his requirements in an hour.

"It's alright, Your Highness. I apologize."

Jane Doyle lowered her head and said.

Ling Zhou shook his head and smiled, not caring. He looked at the fitting room with a little expectation, not knowing how this dress would look on Qiao Yu.

Soon, Qiao Yu came out.

(I’m so tired of losing subscribers, so I’ll slightly adjust the outline and update twice today.)