Chapter 39

Qiao Chengxun said hoarsely, "My mother picked it out especially for you, just wear it."

"Alright then..." Wen Meimei's eyes showed a hint of disappointment, which quickly turned to worry, "What if the dress is so tight that it splits when I sit down?"

If the dress splits, it would be very embarrassing.

Qiao Chengxun glanced at her blushing pretty face and suggested, "You can try sitting down."

"It seems like it won't break!

Of course, that dress cost hundreds of thousands; it wouldn't break so easily.

However, Qiao Chengxun didn't want to mention that to her and said sternly, "As long as it doesn't break, that's good. I'm going to take a shower."

With that, he turned and quickly walked into the bathroom.

His manner was somewhat like beating a hasty retreat.

...

Mr. and Mrs. Wen dawdled in their room until eight o'clock before going downstairs to join the elders for breakfast. Having eaten, the couple left the old house.