She was still in the breastfeeding period, so even if she occasionally wore a dress, it was the kind with a zipper at the breast for nursing.
These expensive, luxurious evening gowns would only serve as decorations in the cloakroom.
Wen Zhan said, "Why wouldn't you be able to wear it? Do you plan on attending cocktail parties with me in just this one dress in the future? Others might think I'm going bankrupt and can't even afford to buy clothes for my wife."
You know, for the truly wealthy, luxury goods are mere disposables.
Mu Wanqing: "..."
Wen Ting's smile was as radiant as a blooming flower, reassuring Mu Wanqing as she handled the payment: "Sister-in-law, spend a man's money when you should, never hold back. What's spent becomes your own, what's not… who knows who it will be spent on later?"
The implication was clear, and of course, Wanqing understood.