Yan Zhan only pondered for a moment and then agreed.
"I have something to do. I'll leave for a while and be back in two hours." Yan Zhan hung up the phone and looked at the time.
It's only around two o'clock in the afternoon, so it won't be too late to come back in two hours.
"Okay, if you have something to do, go and do your work. Manshu will be here to accompany me."
With his little apprentice, Yan Zhan is no longer important.
Zhu Laochao waved his hand to Yan Zhan.
Yan Zhan looked at Manshu again, and Manshu nodded towards him.
"At four o'clock in the afternoon, I made an appointment for you to come over for styling." Yan Zhan ruffled her hair.
Manshu was stunned. She had already bought the dress, but she didn't expect Mr. Zhu to be wearing a Tang suit today. She was worried about what she would do if what she wore later didn't match the old man's.
"Mr. Yan, we have already prepared it for Miss Manshu here. You don't need to specially call someone over." Blessing, the butler next to him, suddenly interrupted.
Huh?
Manshu was a little surprised. Zhu Lao had never mentioned it to her before. She thought that Zhu Lao had never thought of this incident.
After all, there are no women in Zhu’s hometown, so why would he work hard in this area?
"Yes, take Manshu to see her clothes. If you don't like it, choose another one." Zhu Lao looked at the housekeeper.
Blessing immediately said: "Okay, I will take Miss Manshu upstairs."
Yan Zhan: "...that's fine." After saying that, he looked at Manshu again before leaving Zhu's house.
Manshu immediately understood the meaning of his eyes. If he didn't like what Mr. Zhu and the others had prepared, then contact him again.
"Uncle Fu, what clothes has master prepared for me?" She was a little curious about what the old man's taste was like.
Then, she saw the exquisite Republican style windbreaker dress in her room.
Apricot long-sleeved slanted top with pearl buttons.
The back waist is embellished with ribbons, and the embroidery on the ribbon echoes the embroidery on the chest, which is a branch.
The small stand-up collar is coupled with a shawl-like lapel. There are cuffs on the outer ring of the lapel, and the hem is covered with a layer of off-white lace, which adds a bit of playfulness to the whole dress.
The long skirt extends to the lower leg, just enough to expose the slender ankles, and there is a pair of pearl sandals next to it.
When Manshu wore it, the pearl elements on these sandals fit the buttons perfectly, and they didn't rub the feet at all. They were soft and comfortable.
The entire dress highlighted her slim waist.
After Manshu changed her clothes and stood in front of the mirror, she felt that she looked more quiet and ladylike in such a suit.
This is a different style than wearing the previous dress.
This is indeed more suitable for tonight's occasion.
After she changed her clothes and came out, the housekeeper knocked on the door.
Manshu opened the door slowly and said, "Uncle Fu?"
She was slightly startled. Besides Uncle Fu, there was also a beauty wearing an old-style cheongsam outside.
She was about forty years old, and from her, Manshu realized what it means to still have charm.
Even though there are traces of time at the end of her eyes, her every frown and smile are still moving.
She couldn't help but think of a saying - Time never defeats beauty.
"Miss Manshu, this is Feng Qing, you can call her Sister Qing."
Blessing and introducing the person to her: "Feng Qing's family has been in the cheongsam business for generations. She is also very good at dressing up, so the master specially invited her to dress you today."
"This is Miss Manshu, she's so pretty." Feng Qing smiled, making people dazzled.
Manshu was no exception. She blurted out one sentence: "How could I be so virtuous as to let a beauty dress up!"
"Pfft..." Feng Qing covered her lips with her hands and laughed, "Miss Manshu's mouth is really good at talking."