Love You Till the End-Chapter 912 - 911: Young Master Jue, What Do You Think?

"Okay, please wait a moment, Young Master Jue."

Su Jiuyi was soon surrounded by several stylists, one of whom approached with a measuring tape to help measure her three sizes, making her feel a bit embarrassed.

Shi Aoju sat cross-legged on the sofa nearby, bored, flipping through the magazine on the table.

He occasionally glanced in the direction of the fitting room, and after a flurry of activity, Su Jiuyi was finally ushered out.

The pale blue tulle gown made her skin look very fair, the hem ending just above her knees revealed her slender calves, the curve of the skirt was just right, like a blossoming flower, and her deep ink-colored hair cascaded to her waist like a waterfall. Su Jiuyi usually appeared with a bare face, but her features were exquisite; paired with this dress, her face radiated an aura, stunning to the extreme.

Shi Aoju watched her slowly stand up, his gaze fixed on her face, never leaving.

Compared to those girls outside relying on heavy makeup and false faces, the woman before him was like a lotus emerging from water, inspiring the use of all beautiful words to describe her.

Seeing Shi Aoju slowly walk over, Su Jiuyi’s cheeks reddened somewhat, as if replicating scenes from all those idol dramas. She felt a bit uneasy, lowered her head, and softly asked, "Is it okay for me to wear this?"

Shi Aoju crouched down, took the crystal shoes placed nearby to his feet, then raised her foot to gently slip it into the shoe, doing the same with the other foot.

Standing up, Su Jiuyi was obviously taller than before, yet still just reached Shi Aoju’s shoulders. Standing together, they seemed very well matched.

"Young Master Jue, what do you think?" The boss came over, bowing slightly, to inquire Shi Aoju’s opinion.

Shi Aoju put a necklace on Su Jiuyi, then stepped back a few steps, scrutinizing her from head to toe before finally glancing at the boss, "Have her wear some light makeup."

After a series of efforts, they finally transformed Su Jiuyi, the "ugly duckling," into a swan. She stood in front of the mirror, hardly able to believe that this was her.

Though she had attended some important occasions, she’d never dressed up carefully. Her room’s wardrobe only held some old clothes from her mother’s youth, styles long outdated.

Su Zhenxiong was very dismissive of her attire, so he instructed the secretary to buy some clothes for her, but she stubbornly refused to wear them.

She remembered once having an argument outside a banquet, after which Zhao Shuya returned home and cut up all her gowns.

She kept herself locked in her room for three days in grief, never attending any banquets again.

In reality, like all girls, she loved these luxurious jewelry and clothes, but her pride and self-esteem would never allow her to surrender to that cold and heartless family.

"Miss, what do you think?" The boss saw her satisfied expression and approached to ask her opinion.

Su Jiuyi nodded, which was considered a response.

Shi Aoju stood before her, seeing her expression, couldn’t help but raise the corners of his mouth, and said, "Let’s go."

There was still some time before the luncheon, but many dignitaries and business elites had already gathered at the entrance of the Qian Family.

The musical fountain in the garden emitted pleasant sounds of "ding ding dong dong," and the tables arranged neatly around it were filled with fresh fruits and savory foods.

Men and women in luxurious attire chatted and laughed around the tables.