Avoiding landmines: No abuse of the female lead! No abuse of the female lead! It's impossible to let the delicate little daughter get her heart or lungs hurt, and there aren't many white lo...
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The afternoon sunlight streamed into Nanqing's apartment through the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, making the spacious living room even brighter and more transparent.
At this moment, she was lounging lazily on an imported velvet sofa in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a pale yellow silk halter dress.
This dress is the latest design from last month's Paris Fashion Week. The thin straps hang on her delicate collarbone, revealing a large expanse of snow-white and alluring skin. Sunlight shines through the gossamer-thin silk fabric, subtly outlining Nan Qing's graceful figure.
At this moment, Nan Qing, bathed in sunlight, was so beautiful that she seemed to be more like an elf pampered by the sun than a mortal. Even the dust floating in the air seemed to coat her with a dreamy halo as she slept.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
"Miss, your dress has arrived," the butler's voice came through the smart door access system.
Nan Qing lazily raised her eyelids, her amber eyes still shrouded in a thin mist of sleepiness. She blinked unconsciously, like a cat awakened by the sunlight.
She reached out, her slender fingers fumbling around her for a few moments before finally touching the phone she had been pressing down on. She unlocked it, opened the smart home app, and opened the door—a series of fluid movements.
With a soft click, the apartment's smart door lock opened automatically.
When footsteps approached, Nan Qing slowly sat up. Her silk dress slid down with her movements, revealing her slender waist and full bust. Every part of her was perfectly beautiful, neither too gaudy nor too bland.
When she moved from the sofa that was placed in front of the French windows to bask in the sun to the sofa in the living room, the butler, Uncle Chen, was already standing respectfully at the edge of the living room with six staff members in uniform.
The six staff members, dressed in white shirts and black trousers, each held a high-end gift box, the gold-embossed brand logo gleaming with a subtle, luxurious sheen in the sunlight.
“Miss, these are all limited edition and custom-made pieces for the next season,” Uncle Chen said with a slight bow, his tone respectful yet kind.
Nan Qing put down her water glass, gently raised her head, her skirt swayed slightly, and walked towards the dressing room in her soft slippers. Butler Chen and the six staff members followed her in a well-trained manner.
Nanqing's walk-in closet is very large, more than 50 square meters. This apartment is her usual residence. She only goes home on weekends and some holidays. The large flat apartment is more than 200 square meters, with only one room, living room and this walk-in closet.
The walk-in closet is surrounded by floor-to-ceiling glass display cases, which display haute couture dresses from various brands. Among them, an entire wall of glass wardrobes displays Lolita dresses that are as beautiful and exquisite as works of art.
The various dresses, accessories, and jewelry are categorized by color scheme and style, resembling a small fashion museum.
In the center was a curved chaise lounge, specifically for placing clothes when trying them on. Nan Qing sat on the chaise lounge, her fingertips lightly touching the Lolita dress displayed by one of the staff members.
"Take a look at this one first."
The staff member displaying the dark blue classic Lolita dress immediately stepped forward, stopping only three steps away to ensure that she could see the details of the dress clearly without offending the customer.
The dress is made of velvet with an off-the-shoulder design. The cuffs and hem are adorned with intricate silver embroidery featuring a pattern of sprawling vines and roses that shimmers delicately under the light. A row of small sapphires is also set at the waist, making it luxurious yet understated, and truly beautiful.
"This is from our next haute couture collection; only three pieces will be made worldwide."
The staff, wearing white gloves, gently lifted the dress, the fabric draping in a curve like ocean waves, each gemstone dazzlingly bright.
Nan Qing raised her hand to stroke the embroidery on the hem of the skirt, a satisfied smile curving her lips as she said, "Hmm, keep this one."
Immediately afterwards, the second dress was presented.
It was an antique Lolita dress, so beautiful that it looked like a work of art that had stepped out of a European oil painting. The dress was made of antique 19th-century jacquard satin, with iris patterns floating on the royal blue background. When the light moved, it would shimmer with a metallic sheen, spreading out like blooming blue roses, layer upon layer.
The form-fitting bodice is covered in champagne gold handmade lace, embroidered with over 200 pearls and sapphire beads to create a vine-like pattern. A dark blue velvet belt cinches the waist, and every detail exudes luxury refined by time.
The entire dress weighs five kilograms. When the skirt swirls, the royal blue and champagne colors create a dizzying vortex of color in the air. Rather than a beautiful dress, it is more like a work of art that should be displayed in a showcase.
Noticing the amazement in Nan Qing's eyes, a staff member softly added:
“This is a classic piece from our brand. The designer specially adjusted the waistline proportions to fit your measurements.”
Nan Qing gave a soft "hmm". This dress was indeed too beautiful, even more beautiful than the Lolita dresses she had worn before. She decided that she would keep this little dress in her Nebula Realm!
One dress after another was displayed, from sweet pink like candy to elegant and retro court style, and even dark gothic style... Each one was valuable and unique.
After all the dresses had been displayed, the staff skillfully hung them one by one in the glass wardrobes in the dressing room, and thoughtfully adjusted the humidity and lighting inside the wardrobes to ensure that these art-like dresses were kept in the best condition.
After all the dresses were properly arranged, Uncle Chen walked to Nan Qing's side, holding a deep purple velvet jewelry box in his hands, and said gently:
"Miss, this is an accessory that the young master specially brought back for you from the auction."
Nan Qing took the box and opened it. Inside was an antique pearl necklace. Each pearl emitted a soft iridescent glow, and a solid-colored ruby pendant the size of a pebble hung in the center. It was extremely gorgeous.
Nan Qing immediately took out the necklace and put it around her neck. As expected, it was her brother who picked it out. It really suited her. The white pearls and the blood-red rubies, no matter which element it was, made people feel that no one could suit this necklace better than her when it was worn around Nan Qing's neck.
Looking at the exquisite necklace around her neck in the mirror, she said in a soft yet proud voice:
"Uncle Chen, please thank my brother for me. Oh, and I'm going home for dinner tomorrow night."
Uncle Chen smiled and agreed, then quietly left the dressing room with the brand's staff.
The dressing room returned to its quiet state, leaving only Nanqing standing amidst the magnificent garments, slowly admiring them...
Oh wait, there's also a little Hachiko disguised as a Samoyed that follows her through the huge walk-in closet~