Ning Anmiao lowered her eyes, hesitated for a few seconds, then tapped on her phone.
[It fits perfectly. Who designed it?]
A few seconds later, the other person replied.
[An old friend.]
Looking at these three words, Ning Anmiao fell into silence.
She had never heard him mention that Lu Yan had any friends in the field of design before.
Moreover, she was certain that it was a woman.
At this moment, Yin Yiyan's video call came in. Ning Anmiao quickly answered it.
"How about it? Did you arrive safely?" Immediately, Yin Yiyan's smiling face in her pajamas appeared on the phone screen.
Ning Anmiao nodded, her face looking solemn.
Through the screen, Yin Yiyan could sense the other's mood and asked her proactively.
Ning Anmiao didn't hide it either. She told Yin Yiyan about the handmade cheongsam and even took out the dress to show it to her.
"Damn, it's so elaborate!" After all, Yin Yiyan was also in the design field. Just by looking at a few details on the screen, she could tell the difficulty of making this cheongsam.
Many of the design techniques had to be done stitch by stitch by hand. The workload was no small feat.
Ning Anmiao lowered her head, her voice muffled: "And I'm sure the designer is very capable."
Yin Yiyan deeply agreed as well.
For this kind of thing, laymen watch the fun while experts see the essence. Those in the design field could tell the real ability of the designer at a glance.
Ning Anmiao lowered her eyes: "I've never heard him say that he has any contact with designers before."
But he said it was an old friend of his.
"Could it be that you suspect your husband had an affair first?" Yin Yiyan sat on the bed with her phone in hand. Her eyes twitched slightly, and she suddenly thought of something extraordinary.
Hearing this, Ning Anmiao's heart skipped a beat.
Yin Yiyan seemed to have suddenly opened the door of thought and started chattering: "Otherwise, why did he agree so easily when you mentioned divorce?"
"And look at how much effort was put into this cheongsam. If it wasn't for someone he cared about, who would sew it stitch by stitch for no reason?"
The more she listened, the heavier Ning Anmiao's heart became.
"Forget it. Anyway, we're already divorced. These things don't matter." Ning Anmiao opened her mouth to comfort herself.
But in fact, her palms were sweating, and she was extremely nervous.
"That's different. If he had an affair during the marriage, we can definitely make him pay a hefty compensation!"
Ning Anmiao didn't dare to look up at Yin Yiyan. Her mood was getting heavier and heavier.
In her impression, the reason she divorced Lu Yan was simply that they had lost their feelings for each other. Coupled with the constant provocation from Lu's mother, she had no choice but to end this marriage.
She had never thought that it was possible that Lu Yan had an affair, which was why he agreed to the divorce so quickly.
...
After hanging up the phone with Yin Yiyan, she looked at the bright red cheongsam on the quilt. No matter how she looked at it, it was an eyesore.
It was beautiful, but it was also really annoying.
She took a deep breath, trying not to think about the origin of the cheongsam. She casually hung it in the closet, then lifted the quilt and lay down to sleep.
Anyway, she would only wear it for one night. After wearing it, she would return it to Lu Yan, she thought.
The next morning, Ning Anmiao was still in a low mood. She only took a few bites of the breakfast sent by the hotel waiter.
Lu Yan's attention was always on Ning Anmiao. Seeing that she was always in a dull mood, he wanted to ask the reason, but he finally held back.
He couldn't show too much concern, otherwise, it would be easy to cross the invisible dividing line between them.
Lu Yan knew clearly in his heart that it was easy to cross that line, but it would be difficult to mend their relationship again.
He wasn't in a hurry.
Just like this, the morning passed. After breakfast, someone really sent a pair of high heels that matched the cheongsam, just as Lu Yan had said before.
"Do you want to do your makeup yourself or hire a makeup artist?" Lu Yan's voice was calm: "I'll have an online meeting later. I'll accompany you after it's over."
Ning Anmiao shook her head and said, "No need. I'll do it myself."
She didn't like the heavy - made - up looks created by makeup artists. She preferred a lighter makeup.
Lu Yan didn't say much. He just nodded slightly and then returned to his room.
She knew how busy Lu Yan was.
Even on a business trip, he still had to deal with all kinds of affairs of Xinghe every day without any rest.
She returned to her room and started doing her makeup.
Since the dress this time was a classical cheongsam, her makeup should also tend to be more retro.
She was very skillful. She gently outlined her slender eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil, lightly swept some light - colored eyeshadow on her eyelids. The whole makeup was very fresh and elegant.
Finally, she chose a rather bright red lipstick to highlight her lip shape.
The delicate eye makeup, paired with the bright red lips, and finally her hair was coiled up at the back of her head with a golden hairpin. The whole person looked like a classical beauty walking out of a painting.
After she changed into the cheongsam and tidied up her makeup, she slowly walked out of the room.
At this moment, Lu Yan had just finished his meeting. He was holding a cigarette between his fingers and leaning against the wall. His other hand was holding a phone, talking to someone.
His cuffs were slightly rolled up. Every move of his was extremely gentle. At the moment when he exhaled the smoke, his facial features were almost blurred.
"Okay, we can follow the other side's plan." Lu Yan's voice was deep, and his expression was very focused. Only when he heard the doorknob of the next - door room turn did he slightly raise his eyes.
Ning Anmiao was standing at the door of the room, her hands hanging on both sides of her body. She was looking at Lu Yan with a slightly nervous look in her eyes.
Her figure was graceful. The cheongsam perfectly showed her curves. Her waistline was so slender that it seemed too delicate to grasp. Under her flat abdomen were a pair of fair and long legs.
The shoes also had a retro design, showing her arched and fair insteps. The whole person exuded elegance from head to toe.
She walked towards him step by step. Her eyes were calm, yet they were like a deep pool of water.
Affectionate and charming.
She was a girl from a scholarly family. The temperament she had been influenced by since childhood made her look so noble and elegant in this cheongsam that people didn't dare to desecrate her.
"Is it okay?" She was a little shy and didn't dare to look him in the eye.
Lu Yan's eyes suddenly became dark and deep. Although they seemed calm, there were sparks flickering in them.
He tried hard to control his emotions and the faint restlessness.
He remembered a saying -
Her aloofness lies in her eyebrows, her deep affection lies in her eyelashes, and her charm lies in her alluring glances and graceful steps.
"Beautiful."
After a long time, Lu Yan uttered two words: "It suits you very well. You're very beautiful."
He didn't look at her a few more times. He just turned around and went back to his room. Soon, he also changed into his evening dress and stood in front of her.
"Let's go."
During this period, he hardly looked at her again. His eyes didn't even stay on her for a moment.
A little bit of disappointment welled up in Ning Anmiao's heart unconsciously.
"Okay."