Chapter 84: Encounter (Part 2)

Yu Ling looked at the dazzling, expensive necklace around Gu Qianqian's neck, the undisguised contempt and complacency in her eyes, then thought of Zhao Chen's cold text message last night and the "overtime" he was currently working somewhere... A sense of overwhelming bitterness and powerlessness nearly overwhelmed her! Her fingertips dug deep into her palm, causing a sharp pain that barely allowed her to maintain her shaky composure.

Lidya Su was so angry that he was shaking all over. He was about to rush over and tear apart Gu Qianqian's hypocritical face.

"Xiaoxiao."

A voice that was almost unusually calm sounded.

Yu Ling reached out and gently held down Lidya Su's arm, which was shaking with anger. She raised her head and met Gu Qianqian's provocative and superior gaze.

Her face was still pale, but the turbulent waves in her clear eyes had subsided, leaving only an almost icy calm. She even curled the corners of her lips slightly, revealing a very faint smile, yet one that held a certain strange power.

"Mr. Zhao's taste," Yu Ling's voice was low, but resounded clearly in the quiet shop, each word carrying a quiet weight. "It's always been good. Whether it's looking at people..." She paused, her eyes calmly sweeping over Gu Qianqian's delicately made-up face, her tone smooth, "or looking at things."

Her counterattack was calm, yet powerful. No hysteria, no harsh words, just a calm statement of the fact—Zhao Chen had chosen her. That was enough.

The smile on Gu Qianqian's face froze for a moment! A sinister look of being hit in a sore spot flashed across her eyes! She obviously hadn't expected that this seemingly docile and even somewhat timid "ordinary woman" could remain calm and even fight back under such humiliation?

At this tense, explosive moment——

"Excuse me, Miss Yu Ling."

A low, calm, emotionless male voice suddenly sounded at the door of the store.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

A young man wearing a well-tailored black suit, gold-rimmed glasses, and a temperament as cold as a precision instrument, appeared there at some point.

In one hand, he held a large black velvet dress box emblazoned with the gold-stamped logo of the top-tier brand "La Reverie" (Dreamland). In the other, he held a thin black card that shone with a cold metallic sheen.

It’s Zhao Chen’s special assistant, Lin Feng!

He ignored the strange atmosphere in the store and the stunned looks of the crowd, walked straight to Yu Ling, and stopped. Then, under Yu Ling's equally shocked gaze, he bowed slightly to her in a very standard and respectful manner.

"Mr. Zhao instructed me to give this to you." Lin Feng's voice was steady, as if he was carrying out an ordinary task.

He handed the cold black metal card to Yu Ling. It was a card without any bank logo, with only a very tiny silver "H" printed in the corner. It was completely black and exuded a low-key and terrifying sense of oppression.

At the same time, he presented the huge velvet dress box with both hands.

Yu Ling was completely stunned and subconsciously took the cold and heavy black card and the huge box.

Lidya Su came over curiously and helped Yu Ling open the lid of the dress box.

A dress lay quietly on the pure black velvet padding.

In an instant, the entire store seemed to have pressed the mute button!

It was a gown whose beauty was beyond words! Its color was an ivory white as pure as the first snow under the moon. The fabric was La Reverie's exclusive, premium silk, known as "Moonlight Yarn," which shimmered under the light with a delicate, gentle sheen like ripples of water.

The design is minimalist, yet exudes breathtaking luxury. The strapless design, with impeccable three-dimensional tailoring that creates the most elegant lines, and the skirt cascading like moonlight, its layers intricate yet dreamlike lightness are devoid of any unnecessary embellishment, save for the subtle embroidery of La Reverie's signature logo, a pattern resembling vines entwined with stars, on the shoulder straps, using premium silk thread in the same color.

The most eye-catching thing is that next to the dress, there is an extremely beautifully embroidered label that reads:

【La Reverie Haute Couture - "Moonlight Sonata"】

【Global Limited: 1/3】

A couture piece limited to just three pieces worldwide! A dreamlike "Moonlight Sonata"!

This dress, whether in its design, fabric, or even the terrifying limited edition number, was enough to make everyone present gasp! Its value has long surpassed the realm of money; it is a symbol of status and supreme aesthetics!

Su Xiao's eyes were bigger than copper bells, staring at the "1/3" label, his mouth opened into an O shape, and he was completely speechless!

The moment the dress box was opened, Gu Qianqian's gaze was drawn to the moonlit dress as if by a magnet. The arrogance and complacency on her face vanished like the ebbing tide. Instead, she was replaced by an expression of incredible shock and a hint of unconcealable embarrassment, a slap in the face.

She recognized the dress! It was one of La Reverie's most sought-after and hard-to-book haute couture pieces of the season! She had tried to secure it through family connections, but was declined, claiming it had already been fully reserved by a highly distinguished client! The antique necklace she so proudly wore was instantly eclipsed by this "Moonlight Sonata," her ticket to the world of fashion!

Just then—

"Ding Dong."

The phone in Yu Ling's hand lit up, and a new message popped up.

Sender: [Husband]

The content is only a short line, but it carries unquestionable dominance and extreme pampering:

【The dress suits you.】

【Black card purchase store. 】

Yu Ling raised her gaze from the mobile phone screen, passed the huge dress box containing "Moonlight Sonata", and fell on Gu Qianqian's face opposite her, whose face was ashen and eyes were sinister.

All the humiliation, bitterness, and uneasiness she had just felt were instantly shattered by the cold black card in her hand and the moonlit dress in the box! A huge current of warmth and unprecedented confidence boiled and surged in her chest like magma!

Zhao Chen was telling her in his own way: You deserve the best. He was also telling her: He is watching.

Yu Ling took a deep breath and straightened her back. The last trace of paleness on her face faded, replaced by a calm, radiant confidence.

She didn't look at Qianqian, but turned to the salesgirl next to her who was already stunned by the scene before her.

She casually but with great force, took the black metal card in her hand, which exuded a cold and oppressive aura, and with two fingers, gently tapped it on the counter of the off-white wool coat that Gu Qianqian had just ordered with a "pop".

The action was understated, but it was like a thunderclap!

Her voice was calm, clear, and carried an unquestionable composure. It echoed clearly in the shop where one could hear a pin drop:

"Wrap this one up."