"How can you be sure mine is a counterfeit?"
Zhou Lingyue waited as Jiang Lingxi quickly got up to change her dress. Upon hearing this, she reacted as if she had just heard a tall tale, "Mine is definitely real. The stylist I hired is the renowned Master Su Men. How could he possibly lend me a counterfeit dress? On the other hand, I haven't heard that Ms. Jiang's stylist is famous at all, so it wouldn't be surprising if they lent a counterfeit version."
Wei Minmin sat between the two, glancing at Zhou Lingyue and then at Jiang Lingxi.
Thanks to the bright lights, even outdoors at night, her gaze inevitably fell on the two of them.
This was a meticulously crafted gown, featuring dark green silk fabric that showed a glint of gold under the lights, thanks to the gold threads woven into it.
Embroidery adorned the right cuff and the hem, with patterns of blue and purple trumpet vines climbing upward.
