Xia Yuxie felt uneasy about Long Chenxi taking Shen Bingqing out early in the morning. Before her sister came, Long Chenxi never left her behind. Although she was already familiar with Mandara Manor, she still felt a sense of emptiness in her heart at the moment.
Long Linger, naturally, couldn't see these subtle emotions and enthusiastically pulled Shen Yujie into the dressing room, opening the wardrobe.
The three small dresses were hung separately. Shen Yujie immediately took a liking to the white dress; the ethereal fluttering sleeves and lace trim made her feel good. The other two, a light yellow and pink strapless dress, were also very beautiful, but compared to this white one, they seemed less striking.
"Sister Yujie, which one do you like?" Long Linger asked cheerfully.
"Linger, shouldn't you pick one first? You're the star of tonight's party!"
