"A pink dress?" Xia Nuanxin frowned, and after thinking for a moment, she remembered that Hiram had indeed chosen the dress for her at the last party.

But it was Hiram’s choice. If he couldn’t wear it, he wouldn’t wear it for her, right?

The beautiful woman did not look back, but she had already led Xia Nuanxin to the door of Hiram's dressing room.

After sending Xia Nuanxin in, the beautiful woman closed the door consciously.

Xia Nuanxin walked in and saw Hiram lying weakly on the table, sighing from time to time.

It looked like he had been hit by something serious.

If it was really because of the pink dress, Xia Nuanxin still felt a little guilty in her heart. If she had known that Hiram would become like this, she would never wear that dress no matter what...

Thinking back, she was wearing pink because she wanted to take a gamble with Leng Haodong...

After thinking about it, Xia Nuanxin walked over and said cautiously, "Hiram? Are you still... okay?"

Hearing Xia Nuanxin's voice, Hiram slowly turned his head, glanced at Xia Nuanxin, and let out a long sigh, "Mrs. Leng, how are you..."

Seeing that Hiram was really not as enthusiastic as before, Xia Nuan's heart skipped a beat, knowing that Hiram really cared.

But thinking about that dress, it seems that Zhang’s mother washed it for her after she went back? How about...she went back to iron it and then sent it back to Hiram? "Hiram, can I bring that dress to you another day?"

I've only worn it once, so if I put it away properly now, it should be almost the same as before after ironing."

"...Don't you know that an evening dress can only be worn once?" Hiram patted his forehead and sighed again, looking helpless.

"Um...can it only be worn once? Then..." She really didn't know that evening gown could only be worn once.

Before Xia Nuanxin finished speaking, Hiram waved his hand, shook his head and said, "I'm not thinking that the dress is a pity. Mr. Leng was originally kind to me. Now that the dress is given to his wife, it's considered a pity."

It has been put to practical use. I was just thinking, why can you just fit into that dress? Are you Lisa's daughter? Calculating time, Lisa's daughter is about the same age as you now, right?"

Xia Nuanxin, the designer Lisa, didn’t know her. Not to mention that she didn’t know many designers at all. Even if she had heard of it, she might not have seen it before!

Moreover, the last clue about her mother was left in a store in the small village where Wu Shaobai took her last time. Such a desolate village was not really a place where dignitaries lived. So Xia Nuanxin did not go there at all.

This thought directly interrupted Hiram's fantasy, "My mother was a villager in the countryside. She passed away many years ago. Don't think so wildly. There are many people with similar body shapes in the world."

"But..." Hiram still wanted to refute.

People who have never made clothes and fashion will not understand it at all.

Just like there are no two identical leaves in the world, there are no two identical pieces of clothing in the world.

You may think that if the sizes are the same, they are the same.

In fact, regardless of the size, the stitches in every place, down to the millimeter, cannot be the same.
Chapter completed!