The gray-blue dress, with its fitted design and high slit, perfectly accentuates the wearer's figure, and is adorned with an expensive diamond waist chain that sparkles under the lights.

Isn't this the dress she's been looking for?

"Please help me wrap up this dress."

He Zhizhi walked up to the round-faced saleswoman and handed her a bank card.

The round-faced sales assistant bowed apologetically, "Ms. He, I'm sorry, this dress is a private custom-made piece by Master Shen Yu and is not for sale to the public."

He Zhizhi's eyes lit up, "You're saying this is Shen Yu's personal work?"

"Yes."

Upon receiving confirmation, He Zhizhi's doubts instantly turned into joy.

She had always dreamed of owning a piece by Shen Yu, and she never expected that she would actually have this opportunity.

"How much? I'll pay double." Even knowing the dress was already very expensive, she was still willing to be extravagant this time.

After all, if we miss this opportunity, we don't know how long we'll have to wait.

"I'm sorry, I really can't sell you this dress."

The round-faced sales assistant lowered her head and sincerely apologized again.

This was specifically requested by Master Shen Yu for Miss Ji; she dared not and had no right to resell it.

The dresses are meant to be sold eventually; if they're not sold to her, they'll probably be sold to someone else.

Could it be the woman sitting on the sofa?

He Zhizhi then took a serious look at Ji Fuying standing to the side, and what she saw shocked her.

When did such a graceful woman appear in Kyoto? Who is she?

"Miss, I really love this dress. Could you sell it to me for double the price? I won't let you lose out."

The woman's demeanor told her that she was no ordinary person; there were quite a few low-key heiresses from prominent families in Kyoto.

He must not act rashly before confirming her identity, lest he provoke someone he shouldn't.

Ji Fuying didn't even raise her head, her red lips slightly parted, "Not for sale."

She wouldn't dare resell a dress personally designed by Shen Yu; it's not like she wanted to keep her ears quiet.

He Zhizhi's expression changed several times, but she didn't say anything more.

Another woman beside her couldn't help but say, "Zhizhi, why waste so much breath on her? If you want it, just take it. Does she dare to object?"

"Yaoyao, we can't be so unreasonable. I really like this dress, but unfortunately I can't have it."

He Zhizhi's gaze lingered on the dress, not looking away for even a moment.

Ji Fuying leaned back on the sofa, raised her eyes, and casually glanced at the person in front of her.

He Zhizhi, the youngest daughter of the president of Minghe Group, is known as one of the two most beautiful women in Kyoto, along with Jiang Weidai.

"Yingying, look at me, am I pretty?"

Li Xiaole, without any backbone, grabbed the hem of her skirt and ran quickly to Ji Fuying.

Her peach-pink dress revealed her fair and delicate shoulders, and she wore light makeup, which was rare for her, making her look completely refreshed.

She spun around in front of the mirror twice, admiring herself. She realized she could be this beautiful sometimes; her parents probably wouldn't recognize her if they saw her.

"You're so narcissistic you could be heard miles away."

Li Muning also walked over elegantly and gracefully, wearing a light blue long dress.

She also felt a surge of excitement, though not as obvious as Li Xiaole's.

Ji Fuying looked at it carefully for a few moments, nodded and said, "It's good, it suits you very well. Is there anything that needs to be changed?"

"No," they both said at the same time.

Super Junior's designer is truly ingenious; the dresses fit their figures perfectly, requiring no alterations whatsoever.

"Fuying, I've made my choice too."

Xu Nuo walked over with a smile, and the sales assistant behind her was holding a champagne-colored dress, which should be the one she had chosen.

“Okay, I’ll pick you up here for your makeup and styling on the day of the banquet.”

Li Xiaole and Li Muning changed back into their own clothes, and the four of them walked out of the SJ Customization Center chatting and laughing.

He Zhizhi glanced reluctantly at the firefly dress that was about to be put away, but in the end she settled for another relatively expensive black strapless dress.

As Ji Fuying stepped out the door, she rubbed her rumbling stomach. "It's dinner time. Let's go eat."

"good."

"Um."

Li Xiaole and Li Muning expressed their strong agreement, believing that following Fuying would bring them good fortune.

She makes promises casually; as long as there's food, she's not picky about food.

Ji's Hotel.

It was dinner time, and only the lobby had seats available. The four of them were seated by the window by the waiter.

Ji Fuying quickly ordered more than a dozen dishes, her slender fingers gently tapping the table.

He said he loved her and wanted to marry her, and even now she still finds it hard to believe.

He also said he wanted to stay with her for life and have children. Whenever she thought of the children, the smile on her lips never stopped.

But will the grandparents and parents approve of this unusual relationship?

Will the outside world's discussions affect him and the entire Ji Group?

As I pondered these thoughts, I smiled and disappeared, replaced by a strange sense of loss and irritability.

The other three looked at Ji Fuying with suspicion as her expression changed repeatedly.

Why do you look like you're both crying and laughing? Did something happen?

That shouldn't be the case. What worries could the daughter of the Ji family possibly have? She would only be worried about not having enough money to spend.

The food was served, and Ji Fuying had only taken two bites when her phone started ringing incessantly.

His voice was deep and sexy, "Where are you?"

"I'm having dinner with friends outside, what's wrong?"

"I can't eat a single bite without you here."

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