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Feng Yi Lan's eyes blinked in dazzlement as her jaw dropped in awe when her eyes caught the glance of the dress.
Although it had a flowy-light pattern, the embellished design was not a simple show. It screamed lavishness with a sense of elegance.
"Li Xue, this …" Feeling the lack of words to express her thoughts about the dress, Feng Yi Lan turned to Li Xue. But when she saw her not a bit surprised with the outstanding creation, she remembered the confidence that she had shown towards the designer and the piece earlier.
Was this the reason behind her surety? Did she know about this before?
"This surpassed your expectations, right?" Li Xue completed and Feng Yi Lan only frowned at her rightful completion.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Who is the person behind it? Do you know him?" She asked and Li Xue simply smiled, without speaking much in response.
When Feng Yi Lan saw the tease in the eyes of Li Xue, she squinted her eyes at her and then gave a nod of acceptance to the unsaid challenge before turning her back to her. "Fine, don't tell me. I will find out on my own."
Saying that she took a circle around the outfit, trying to focus on her search without getting bedazzled by it. It was hard because no matter from whichever angle she saw, the glitters were so mesmerizing that she couldn't help it.
But after a great effort, she finally caught a small letting on it. Her eyes dilated at it first but then blinking it she leaned a bit closer to confirm it and she wasn't wrong.
Her fingers found their way to trace over the small letter embroidery. "This can't be. Xue, just tell me I am taking it wrong." She said and turned to look with wide eyes. Although she asked Li Xue to shake her head against her, she actually wanted her to confirm it.
Li Xue understood it well and she shrugged her shoulders, "Did you believe me now? You might know that this was what we were waiting for is what he brought here." She repeated her words from before and Feng Yi Lan at once got near her to hold back the pitch of her voice.
"Girl, I am not talking about someone else, but Weasley. That's not someone I can even guess. No one has ever seen him let alone talk about having his designs. He only made a few which were auctioned at high end galas at the price I can't even speak about."
If people had heard her like that, they would have thought that she was exaggerating, but in actuality she was just stating it right.
Li Xue knew it well so she didn't pull any expressions of surprise. Instead, remaining casual to it, she said, "Why are getting so surprised? On your wedding have you also not worn one of his design?"
"Yes, I have worn his piece but the story is totally different in the two cases. You can't compare." She said, remembering how beautiful her wedding dress was and how happy she was when she wore it. But even though her dress was beautiful, today somewhere she felt that it was way too different to the design created for Li Xue.
The wedding dress in front of her today was something that was speaking loud for itself. It was featuring Li Xue so well that on a very first look, Feng Yi Lan felt that the designer has keenly observed each and every part of Li Xue's life and has taken the inspiration from it. It wasn't customized for Li Xue just on say but was actually prepared just to fit her personality, her aura and her grace and elegance.
But how was that possible? How can a mere designer know Li Xue's each and every face of life?
Turning back to Li Xue, Feng Yi Lan decided to explain. "Li Xue, the dress that I wore was something that the world knew about. This piece was presented to the public and I can easily assume that mother might have arranged it, putting the best price in picture. But for this piece …" She turned to look back at the dress and continued.
"This piece is different. As far as I have been updated in the field, this design was never put in front of the public. It seems to be his hidden piece that he has kept secret from the world. Do you know how special that makes it?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLi Xue heard her and then tipped a bit to look at the dress behind her. "Hidden design? Are you sure? Why did you think it was a secret piece? Can't this be a fresh idea? I mean the design has drawn a good connection with the ongoing trend." She said and at once Feng Yi Lan refused.
"How can that be possible? Although this looks like …" Before she could complete, she paused suddenly and stared at Li Xue in detail. Something in her casualnes told her that although the possibility seems sheen, there was still a line of being positive. After all, even she thought that the idea looked quite fresh, matching the present fashion also the personality of Li Xue.
Holding Li Xue's hands, she asked, "Li Xue, no jokes, no tease now. Tell me properly, whatever you are saying, is it true?"
"What do you think?" Li Xue smiled and as if seen the ghost, Feng Yi Lan asked with horror written over her expression.
"Do you know him?"
"Not just me, I am sure even you have met her. It's just that you are not able to connect the dots now." The moment Li Xue said that, Feng Yi Lan's brows jutted together.
She paused in her thoughts, connecting the dots together, and soon her expression changed into that of surprise as if she had understood the person she was missing amidst. "Mother?" She asked and the calmness on the face of Li Xue said it all. She gasped at the revelation and Li Xue held an innocent expression throughout.
"So, what did you think? You are not going to reject this design, right? Do you approve it for my wedding?" She asked, but before Feng Yi Lan could reply a word to it, a cold voice from the stairs halted her in the mid.
"I disapprove it."