Jiang Meilin practiced once more with the servant, making sure she wouldn't slip up, only then did she let the servant help her put on the dress that Shen Mingfeng had brought over last night.
Because the dress was quite tight, after putting it on, she felt a little out of breath. She smiled wryly and said, "Looks like I'll have to tell him to buy a size bigger next time."
Jiang Meilin nervously held the servant's hand and said, "Auntie Jiang, I, I'm worried the dress is too tight, I'm not used to it, and I'll show a flaw."
"How about, Miss, you unzip the back of the dress a bit, after all, you're sitting in a wheelchair, always leaning back like this, no one will notice," the servant suggested.
Jiang Meilin nodded.
So, the servant unzipped it for her, and leaning against the wheelchair, it really couldn't be seen.
