"Sister-in-law, you can make wedding dresses?" Xu Nianhua's eyes lit up when she saw this wedding dress; the off-the-shoulder design looked luxurious and elegant even as a sketch. If it were actually made, it would definitely be beautiful: an A-line skirt, fluffy and dreamy.
"Do you like it?" Fang Manyin noticed her admiring gaze and felt slightly relieved. Actually, she had designed three wedding dresses; this off-the-shoulder one was the most conservative. But Su Lie had subtly suggested she show it to Pei Yicheng.
"It's Nianhua who's wearing the wedding dress, not Yicheng, right?" Fang Manyin said, a bit annoyed. The three wedding dresses had different styles, but without exception, she was very satisfied with each of them.
She had started her own clothing brand, which was selling well. She specially tailored the wedding dress for Xu Nianhua—partly to test her skills, and partly to explore the wedding dress market.
