She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"it is good."

Yan Zhan hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

"I have something to do, so I'll be away for a while. I'll be back in two hours." Yan Zhan hung up the phone and looked at the time.

It's only a little after two in the afternoon, so it won't be too late to come back in two hours.

"Okay, go do whatever you need to do. It's enough to have Manshu here to accompany me."

With a little apprentice, Yan Zhan is no longer important.

Mr. Zhu waved to Yan Zhan.

Yan Zhan looked at Manshu again, and Manshu nodded at him.

"I've arranged for someone to come and do your hair at four o'clock in the afternoon." Yan Zhan rubbed her hair.

Manshu was stunned. The dress had been bought, but she didn't expect that Mr. Zhu would wear a Tang suit today. She was worried about what to do if what she wore later didn't match the old man.

"Mr. Yan, we have already prepared everything for Miss Manshu, you don't need to call anyone over." Zhufu, the butler next to him, suddenly interrupted.

Huh?

Manshu was a little surprised. Mr. Zhu had never mentioned this to her before, and she thought that Mr. Zhu had never thought about it at all.

After all, there are no women in Zhu's family, so how could he put effort into this aspect?

"Yes, take Manshu to see her clothes. If you don't like them, choose another one." Old Zhu looked at the housekeeper.

Zhufu immediately said, "Okay, I'll take Miss Manshu upstairs now."

Yan Zhan: “…Okay.” After saying that, he looked at Manshu again before leaving the Zhu family.

Manshu immediately understood the meaning of his eyes and told him to contact him again if he didn't like what Zhu Lao and the others had prepared.

"Uncle Fu, what clothes has the master prepared for me?" She was a little curious about the old man's taste.

Then, she saw the exquisite Republic of China style dress in her room.

Apricot long-sleeved blouse with a slanted collar and pearl buttons.

The back waist is decorated with a ribbon, and the embroidery on the ribbon echoes the embroidery on the chest, forming branches and vines.

The small stand-up collar is combined with a shawl-like lapel, with cuffs around the lapel and a layer of beige lace at the hem, adding a bit of playfulness to the whole dress.

The long skirt extended below the calves, just enough to reveal the slender ankles, and a pair of pearl sandals were placed next to it.

When Manshu wore them, the pearl elements on the sandals matched the buttons perfectly and did not rub her feet at all. They were soft and comfortable.

The whole dress highlights her slender waist.

After Manshu changed her clothes and stood in front of the mirror, she felt that she looked much more gentle and ladylike in this outfit.

This is a different style from the previous dress.

This one is indeed more suitable for tonight's occasion.

She changed her clothes and came out, just in time the housekeeper was knocking on the door.

Manshu slowly opened the door and said, "Uncle Fu?"

She was slightly startled. Besides Uncle Fu, there was also a beautiful woman wearing an old-style cheongsam outside.

She was probably in her forties, and from her, Manshu experienced what it meant to still have charm.

Even though there are traces of time at the corners of her eyes, her every frown and smile is still charming.

She couldn't help but think of a saying - time never defeats beauty.

"Ms. Manshu, this is Feng Qing, you can call her Sister Qing."

Zhufu introduced the visitor to her: "Feng Qing's family has been engaged in the cheongsam business for generations, and she is also very good at dressing up, so the master specially invited her to dress you up today."

"This is Miss Manshu, she is so pretty." Feng Qing smiled slightly, making people dazzled.

Manshu was no exception, blurting out: "How can I be worthy of being dressed by a beauty?"

"Puchi..." Feng Qing covered his lips with his hands and laughed out loud, "Ms. Manshu is really good at talking."