Everyone was at a loss.
Yue Qin looked at the few people awkwardly: "I'm too ugly, you're put in a spot because of me."
"No, that's not what I meant." Now it was Luo Lian's turn to be embarrassed, how could she not find the right words?
When she was making the dresses, she did think this way. Luo Ye and the others were all so beautiful like flowers, Yue Qin, by comparison, was not on the same level.
So, she could only work on the dresses, making them all loose-fitting cheongsams, hoping that they wouldn't reveal their body shapes, naturally reducing any eye-catching effects.
Unfortunately, when Luo Ye came out of the changing room, Luo Lian immediately covered her forehead, thought for a moment, and pulled her aside: "Luoluo, it's better if you don't be a bridesmaid, okay?"
"Ah?" Luo Ye was taken aback, her face blushing red. Her development was so good that even in a baggy cheongsam, her figure would show through...
