He spoke clearly and everyone present heard it. Several shop assistants looked at each other and laughed secretly.

The designer came forward and asked Xia Xi if there was anything wrong with the design. Xia Xi didn't understand French and looked at Xu Yanfeng beside her in confusion. The designer also noticed it and was about to ask again in English, but Xu Yanfeng had already translated what he meant for Xia Xi.

Xia Xi looked at herself in the large mirror and found nothing she wasn't satisfied with. If she had to point out anything, there was only one thing. She put her hands on her waist and said, "You didn't tell me in advance that you'd be trying on wedding dresses this afternoon. Maybe I ate too much at noon, so my waist is a little tight. But it's okay. Not eating on the wedding day should be just right."

Xu Yanfeng turned around and conveyed Xia Xi's intention to the designer. The designer stared at her waist and said that it could be changed, as these were just minor issues.

Because the production cycle of wedding dresses is relatively long, it is normal for body shapes to change. Generally, there is room for modification, which is very simple. Just leave two centimeters of margin.

Xia Xi listened to their conversation and had no idea what they were talking about.

After patiently waiting for them to finish their conversation, she asked Xu Yanfeng, "What did you say to him?"

Xu Yanfeng said succinctly: "You can add two centimeters to the waist."

"Huh?" Xia Xi blinked. "Didn't I just say that I probably ate too much at noon? I definitely won't eat like this on the wedding day."

Xu Yanfeng held her fingers and squeezed them gently: "Beauty is important, but comfort is more important. I don't want you to starve just to wear this wedding dress. If there was no way to reduce the weight, I would want to make it lighter so that it is easier to move around."

Xia Xi was easily persuaded by him: "...Okay."

She looked at herself in the mirror again, "Give me the phone, I'll take a few pictures, and then I'll go change it."

Xu Yanfeng handed her her phone, and Xia Xi took several photos in front of the mirror. She was about to change back into her own clothes when Xu Yanfeng whispered, "Don't change yet."

Xia Xi was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"Let me take a few more looks." Xu Yanfeng said.

The clerk wisely left without disturbing them. The French designer also quietly withdrew after being reminded by the clerk.

Xu Yanfeng found the remote control left in the corner and closed the long and heavy curtains.

Ziheng was admiring his mother in her wedding dress when suddenly he couldn't see anything.