Butterfly on lace

The eyes of the entire audience, like spotlights, were all fixed on Ah Xiu as she slowly walked down from the second floor.

Her appearance itself is full of drama.

First, the groundbreaking three-dimensional embroidered rose of Black Rose set the stage, whetting everyone's appetite; then, she herself transformed from a vague symbol of rumored slums into a living, aloof and aloof entity. This huge contrast sparked a strong curiosity among all the celebrities and ladies present who claimed to have seen the world.

Murong Bai stood in the crowd, holding a glass of champagne, a faint smile on his lips. He knew that the stage he had built for her was high enough, and now it all depended on whether she could perform the most exciting show.

Jin Meiling's expression was the most complex. She hoped Ah Xiu could perform a miracle and save herself from becoming a laughing stock, but she also harbored a secret jealousy, unwilling to be upstaged by a lowly servant. She stared intently at the tray in Ah Xiu's hands, unconsciously holding her breath.

Ling Xiuqing ignored all the gazes around her and walked down the stairs step by step, her steps steady and her eyes calm, as if she was holding not a work that would determine her fate, but just an ordinary piece of clothing.

She walked straight up to Jin Meiling and bowed slightly.

"Mrs. Jin, I'm glad you fulfilled your mission."

Her voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard throughout the silent ballroom.

Everyone craned their necks, trying to get a full view of the dress on the tray.

The housekeeper stepped forward, carefully picked up the white lace evening dress from the tray, and slowly unfolded it.

"hiss--"

A uniform, gasping exclamation rang out from the crowd.

The dress, hanging quietly in the butler's hand, was still so gorgeous and noble, flawless white, and shimmered with a soft halo under the crystal chandelier.

only……

The ugly slit that was originally located at the hem of the skirt has disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there is a butterfly resting on the hem of the skirt, spreading its wings as if ready to fly!

The butterfly was not large, only the size of a palm, with an elegant shape and wings so thin and light that they seemed transparent. It perfectly covered the original damaged area, but there was no sense of patching at all, as if it had been part of the design of this dress from the beginning!

Only when you get closer can you see the ingenious details.

The butterfly's body is embroidered with extremely fine gold thread, evoking a touch of understated luxury. The wings, on the other hand, are woven with a nearly transparent white silk thread using an unprecedented and intricate mesh stitch. The stitches are incredibly fine, blending seamlessly with the surrounding lace's grid structure, making it impossible to distinguish the original lace from the added embroidery.

The most amazing thing is that the embroiderer cleverly used the luster of the silk thread itself and the changes in the density of the needlework, so that when the butterfly's wings turn under the light, they can present a flowing and lively visual effect.

It seemed as if the next second, the butterfly would flap its wings and fly away from the skirt!

"Oh my god..." A well-informed lady from a wealthy family couldn't help but cover her mouth with her fan. "This... is this embroidered? I thought it was jewels!"

"How can this be called darning? This is clearly a secondary creation! It's the finishing touch!"

"This kind of craftsmanship... let alone Shanghai, I'm afraid there's no other like it in all of China!"

There were exclamations of praise one after another.

Jin Meiling was completely stunned. She quickly stepped forward, extending her slightly trembling hand, her fingertips barely daring to touch the butterfly. She repeatedly confirmed that it was indeed needlework, silk thread, and not some jewelry accessory!

What was originally a flaw has now become the most stunning highlight of the entire dress!

She suddenly raised her head and looked at the girl in front of her who still had a calm expression. The contempt in her eyes had long been replaced by great shock and ecstasy.

"How...how did you do that?"

Ling Xiuqing spoke calmly, her voice carrying the confidence of a professional craftsman: "This lace has a unique structure. Any traditional filling will leave marks. The only way is to follow the natural flow and use new patterns to cover and blend it, allowing it to be 'reborn from the ashes'."

Reborn from the ashes.

She said these four words lightly, but when Murong Bai heard it, his eyes moved slightly.

Jin Meiling, by this moment, was completely overwhelmed by the overwhelming surprise. She snatched up the dress, clutching it like a rare treasure. What was she saying, "Become a laughing stock?" With this unique butterfly, she would be the undisputed queen of tonight, no, for the entire Shanghai social season to come!

"Great! That's great!" She was so excited that she was incoherent. She turned to face the guests, raised the dress high in her hand, and announced loudly: "I declare that from today on, this Miss Ah Xiu is my, Jin Meiling's, exclusive fashion designer!"

The whole audience was shocked and then broke into thunderous applause.

Everyone knew that from this moment on, the gears of fate for this slum orphan named "A Xiu" had begun to reverse madly.