I explained, "Mr. Su came here to try on clothes."

Su Shenglin nodded slightly. "Hello, Assistant Chen."

Xiao Yingtao's real name is Chen Ying. I introduced her to Suyuan a few months ago.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Su, hello..." Xiao Yingtao said nervously with a smile, her words tumbling out incoherently. She stepped forward and whispered, "Sister Wan, I've finished tidying up room V2. I'll go down now."

Little Cherry deliberately made room for us.

"Okay, go ahead." I smiled and didn't stop him.

After nodding to Su Shenglin, Xiao Yingtao ran off in a flash.

I led Su Shenglin to the work area inside and turned back to ask him, "Would you like some tea or coffee?"

"Tea."

"Okay, please have a seat for a while."

I went to the bar to make tea, glancing at him every now and then.

He didn't sit down immediately, but continued to walk around admiring the scenery. I didn't know if he was interested in my work or simply in fashion.

After I brewed the tea and brought it over, he returned to the sofa and sat down.

"Have some tea first, I'll go get my clothes."

Su Shenglin ordered two suits, and I've already made them.

However, high-end bespoke tailoring generally requires three fittings and adjustments to achieve the most perfect fit and showcase the elegance and prestige of haute couture.

I brought over both suits, one black with a dark pattern and the other dark blue with a light check.

"Which outfit would you like to try on first?" I asked, standing next to the mobile clothes rack and showing him the two outfits.

Su Shenglin put down his teacup and stood up. "Either way is fine."

"Then I'll take the black one." I grabbed the first black suit from the nearest window and handed it to him. "The fitting room is over there."

"good."

Su Shenglin took the clothes and turned to walk towards the fitting room.

After I returned to my workbench, I was a little dazed.

As I imagined him taking off his clothes in the fitting room, images kept flashing through my mind.

For example, just now when we were crossing the zebra crossing on the street, he suddenly pulled me into his arms.

Although it only lasted a few seconds, the excitement and thrill it gave me lingered for a long time...

I was startled by the noise coming from the fitting room. I quickly cleared my mind of the jumbled images and walked over.

The moment I saw him, I felt a slight jolt in my heart, and once again, I was captivated by him, my heart racing.

The black suit was tailor-made, crisp and dignified, exuding a cool and aloof nobility that inspired awe and admiration.

"I think it looks great, I feel like it doesn't need any alterations." Su Shenglin smiled when he saw me, clearly very satisfied with how the clothes looked on him.

I suppressed my wildly beating heart and walked over with a professional demeanor.

"Even the most talented designer needs one or two fittings and adjustments to make such a high-standard custom design. How could it be done in just one time?"

As we were talking, I walked over to him, raised my hand to his back, and helped straighten his collar.

"This set is made of fine flannel fabric from a long-established and renowned British fabric brand. This fabric has a low-key, dignified, and composed style, a strong drape, and a soft and moderate feel, making it suitable for late autumn. It's perfect to wear now."

As I circled around him, checking every detail and noting down what needed to be modified or adjusted, I explained the suit fabric and style.

He nodded slightly: "You're an expert in this area, and I trust your judgment and skills."

I walked right up to him, brushing my hand across his shoulder and the lapel of his chest. Hearing his words, I looked up at him, and involuntarily, my cheeks and even the tips of my ears began to heat up.

"Thank you..." I replied softly, avoiding eye contact.

Trying on clothes is an essential part of haute couture making, and I have served many distinguished clients in this manner. But when I faced him, my mindset was quite different.

It's as if I'm a virtuous and gentle wife, helping my husband get dressed and taking care of every detail for him.

"Is your hand alright? The bruises are quite bad, have you applied any medicine?" In the brief silence, Su Shenglin suddenly spoke, his gaze falling on the back of my hand.

I was startled and stared at the back of my hand.

My skin is fair, so the bruise looked a bit scary. There were also two scratches in the bruise, probably from when I was hitting Gu Yanqing with the umbrella yesterday and accidentally scratched him.

"It's nothing. These bruises look scary, but they don't actually hurt or itch," I said with a smile, downplaying it.

Su Shenglin frowned slightly, "Don't force yourself. It's okay if there's not enough time. I have plenty of clothes."

"I know, don't worry, it's really nothing," I emphasized again.

After saying that, I reached out and helped him take off his suit jacket: "You can take off your jacket now, let me check if the waistband fits."

Su Shenglin stood still, and I helped him take off his suit from behind.

When checking the waistband, I will inevitably have to touch his waist.

Even through the fabric of his shirt, I could clearly feel the firm muscles in his waist and abdomen, which made my heart race again.

"Have you been working too hard lately? You've lost weight again."

"Really? I haven't paid much attention."

"The waistline is a bit loose and needs to be adjusted."

The thigh circumference, hip circumference, and groin are connected, and the space in this area needs to be carefully considered, otherwise it will affect the comfort when sitting down.

As I continued checking his hip circumference, for some reason, I remembered that sudden "grab" I had given him a few months ago when I was taking his measurements at Su Garden.

My cheeks were even hotter, but luckily I had my head down so he couldn't see me.

However, my gaze inevitably fell upon the crotch of his trousers.

Slightly raised.

Another image suddenly popped into my mind.

The company's designers have a WeChat group. Someone once forwarded a video of an old tailor making clothes for a male customer and asking him whether he usually puts the clothes on the left or right. The customer was confused, but the female companion next to him understood and shyly got up and walked away.

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