Lu Yinxing looked around the wardrobe.
In the end, she casually picked a conservative design, the least resembling an evening gown—a black evening dress.
Lu Yinxing took out the black evening dress and said, "Lin Zhi, I've taken a liking to this one."
Lin Zhi said, "There are so many beautiful clothes here, why did you specifically choose such an unassuming one? This was organized by our housekeeper; I didn't expect your taste to be similar to hers."
Lu Yinxing naturally knew that Lin Zhi's words were veiled.
But Lu Yinxing didn't mind at all.
At least the risk of being plotted against by Lin Zhi would be much less.
Since everyone is wearing evening dresses today, Lu Yinxing didn't want to attract too much attention.
So, she decided to change clothes.
Lu Yinxing went to the fitting room.
Soon she was dressed and came out.
Although that black dress was a luxury brand, its style was old-fashioned.
Yet when Lu Yinxing wore it, it looked like it was tailor-made for her.
