This conclusion made Jing Yu uncontrollably curl the corners of his mouth upwards, showing that he was in an extremely good mood.
"Xiao Shu."
"Hmm?"
"The suit fits very well."
Indeed, it was a perfect fit. The dark black suit was tailored precisely, and every stitch was just right. The embroidery at the cuffs not only did not overshadow the wearer but instead enhanced his distinguished appearance.
The upper garment merged perfectly with Jing Yu's slender figure, and one could only wonder how it would look with pants.
"Hmm—so it doesn't need any alterations?"
"No, no alterations needed. It fits perfectly."
Clearly, Jing Yu was in a great mood, evident from his dazzlingly bright eyes.
***
The next day was another sunny and clear day.
When Tang Shu went into the film studio as usual to shoot the last few scenes of "Easy Rule Jianghu 2," Big Boss Jing boarded a plane heading towards Tang Village.
"President Jing... Oh? Is this your new custom suit?"
