“Miss Sun, don’t say that…” someone gently pulled the girl’s arm.

The woman referred to as Miss Sun wasn't afraid; she'd always been this willful and capricious. Furthermore, given her status, most people would choose to give in to her in such situations.

Bai Yan looked at Miss Sun and asked, "Do you think the moon is rounder abroad than it is in China?"

Miss Sun scoffed, "Trying to mock me? If things from abroad were bad, why would we learn from them?"

The seamstress beside her scoffed and said in English, "Foolish Chinese. You'll never wear a dress I sew myself in your entire life."

Bai Yan smiled and said, "This dress is terrible. I wouldn't wear it even if you begged me."

She then pointed to the dress on Miss Sun's body and asked the seamstress a question in English.

Ms. Sun was stunned the moment she opened her mouth to speak English.

After a long pause, she finally spoke, still bewildered, "What did you say?"

He glared at her again: "Did you swear at me in English?!" Then he asked the seamstress next to him, "Did she swear at me?"

However, the seamstress was no longer as arrogant as before. As soon as Bai Yan said those words, her expression changed, and she even looked a little guilty.

Those around couldn't help but chuckle softly at the sight.

This Miss Sun loves foreign cultures, but in reality, she can't understand a single word of English.

Those who could understand couldn't help but move closer to Bai Yan: "Miss Bai, you speak English? Isn't your hometown Fancheng?"

Since the other party meant no harm, Bai Yan smiled and replied, "My father also studied abroad. He taught me, and I have many original English books at home."

"Then your spoken English is also excellent."

After realizing that Bai Yan wasn't the kind of woman who couldn't get along with Mrs. Zhou, many people gathered around out of curiosity.

"Miss Bai, is what you just said true?" A girl wearing a similar corset dress stepped forward nervously.

Bai Yan nodded naturally: "Waist binding can cause difficulty breathing, obstructed blood circulation, and damage to internal organs. In severe cases, it may lead to lifelong infertility or even death. These are all written in medical books, and I have seen them."

Bai Yan believes that this type of waist-cinching skirt is similar to the foot-binding culture in China.

Then he turned to look at Miss Sun: "Don't you feel like you can't breathe or your ribs hurt when you wear this corseted dress?"

Miss Sun's expression changed, because Bai Yan's predictions were all correct.

Bai Yan continued, "If corsets are truly a good thing, why are they being abandoned in Europe today?" Bai Yan then looked at the tailor with a smile, "As far as I know, because of the abandonment of corsets, a large number of related tailor shops have closed down, and many tailors have lost their jobs as a result."

Miss Sun's eyes widened as she turned to look at the seamstress beside her.

"Didn't you say before that this kind of dress wasn't very popular in Europe?" Miss Sun urged the seamstress beside her to answer, "You're a top-notch seamstress from abroad, do you think this kind of dress will actually affect my health!"

The seamstress was no longer as arrogant as before, but she dared not lie, for everyone here was either rich or noble.

"It used to be very popular."

“I only wear it occasionally, and not wearing it often won’t affect my fertility,” she said in broken Chinese.

To outsiders, it sounded like they agreed with Bai Yan's point of view.

"Go to hell!" Miss Sun immediately tried to remove her corset, but was stopped by the maid beside her. "Miss, please go to the guest room first!"

She pressed her waist tightly, searching around for Mu Jinzhi. When she couldn't find him, she simply yelled, "Mu Jinzhi, what kind of talented woman are you! Can't you read a book before writing articles and taking photos! Do you think even foreign shit smells good?"

"If I can't have children, you'll be fully responsible!"

Mu Jinzhi's face flushed with embarrassment, and her eyes were filled with tears. Fortunately, Zhong Yunsheng stayed by her side the whole time.

"She did it on purpose! If she knew, why didn't she warn me? She just wanted to embarrass me!"

Zhong Yunsheng gently comforted her, but after a while, he couldn't help but say, "Jinzhi, why don't you change your dress?"

Mu Jinzhi immediately looked at him with red eyes: "Are you going to join them in humiliating me too?"

"What if what she said is true... Do you want to be infertile for life?" Zhong Yunsheng asked hesitantly.

Mu Jinzhi: ...

Mu Jinzhi went to the guest room and changed into a Western-style dress.

At the same time, many people who had wanted to follow the trend and order corset dresses earlier quickly canceled their orders with the tailors. Tonight, orders for cheongsams in Xicheng District actually increased significantly, which in turn sparked a cheongsam craze.

...

Following the costume-changing controversy, at the start of the charity gala, Mu Jinzhi, as one of the fundraisers, was to play a piano piece and planned to auction off her piano after the event to donate the proceeds to charity.

"After Miss Mu's performance, write Bai Yan on the next performance list," Zhong Rentao's confidant instructed backstage.

Bai Yan stole the spotlight today, which was outside their plans.

His gaze then fell upon Bai Yan below the stage: If the Zhong family were to cancel the engagement today, they would have to step on Bai Yan to rise to power. She had to be inferior to Mu Jinzhi; she had to be a backdrop to highlight Mu Jinzhi, and she also had to have an intolerable stain on her reputation…