"Haha, little girl, this dress is really suitable for you! Do you like it?"

"Um!"

Xia Weiye nodded subconsciously. Maybe the fashion designer likes good clothes! This cheongsam embroiderer, workmanship, and even style are the best.

Even the needles and threads on the edges and corners are made very meticulously.

It seemed that this dress was not pieced together by needlework and fabric.

It is a natural thing, which makes people feel mysterious and love it very much.

"Grandpa, this dress should have been at least forty years!"

Xia Weiye asked tentatively when he looked at this.

"Haha! Little girl, you are such a good person! Don't underestimate this cheongsam.

This was made by me fifty years ago. I found a very famous master of Suzhou embroidery.

In the current words of your young people, this master is the royal designer of the last empress dowager!"

"oh!"

Xia Weiye nodded in surprise: "Then this cheongsam is enough to be considered an antique!"

“That’s nature.

Every thread on this piece of material was purchased from Jiangnan for a lot of money.

To make this cheongsam.

It took me a huge price to invite the master.

You know, it is very expensive.”

"Um!"

Xia Weiye looked at the way Mr. Shen walked towards him and nodded with a smile.

Seeing her smiling, the expression on Mr. Shen's face became more and more ecstatic: "Little girl, you are actually still young, why do you put so much pressure on yourself!"

She really looks like her.

But the smile on this child's face was not as innocent as she used to be.

It seemed as if the corner of the mouth weighed a thousand pounds.

Even when lifting, you must measure it carefully.

What degree of laughter should you be more in line with your identity.

If such a girl is placed outside, it may make people feel that she is a good child with a moderate level of progress and retreat.

But who can understand how tiring and how lucky it is to be a good child?

Just for this good word, this child has given up and sacrificed much.

I don't know if it's because she looks too much like that person.

Seeing her like this always made him feel very reluctant.

It was like an elder trying to please his granddaughter. He looked at Xia Weiye and smiled and said, "Do you like this cheongsam?"

"like!"

There is no perfunctory element in the answer without hesitation.

It makes people feel that this cheongsam is the same thing that makes her fall in love with at first sight.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you!"

"How can this be done? You have treasured this cheongsam for fifty years. I believe this must be a beloved thing for you. How can I win people's love?"

"Haha, you're such a smart kid.

Indeed, this was what I once did for a very important woman in my life.”

I originally thought she would wear this cheongsam for herself.

But in the end… “Is it your wife?”

Xia Weiye asked subconsciously.

The expression on this old man's face is very familiar. Every time when his father thinks of his mother, he will show such an addicted and bitter smile on his face.

Sure enough, as soon as she asked, Mr. Shen was stunned.

His muddy eyes floated out the door, as if he was recalling and thinking about something.

After a long time, I turned my eyes back to Xia Weiye: "Little girl, since you like it, I will give you this cheongsam! After giving it to you, I have a request, I hope you can treasure it well! Treat it as your true beloved thing, okay!"

"Grandpa!"

"Girl, thank you for wearing this dress for me to show you! I'm so sorry about what happened today.
Chapter completed!