Who moved her body?

"Excuse me, I just went to the restroom. Did I miss something?" Guan Jie stroked Zeng Meiqian's cheek with his still-wet hand.

Soft and warm.

Zeng Meiqian withdrew her pouty, moist red lips and put on a beautiful smile again.

"This is Lisa's final piece." Zeng Meiqian glanced to the upper right, then mysteriously stretched out her arms and asked, "What do you think?"

Guan Jie raised his right hand, bent his index finger to support his chin, and examined it thoughtfully for a moment before nodding slightly and saying, "It must be these diamonds that make it the grand finale!"

Zeng Meiqian giggled, then turned to look at the wall next door.

"If Lisa heard this, she would be heartbroken." Zeng Meiqian said with a coquettish smile.

"To be honest, it doesn't matter what you wear. To me, all clothes are just accessories; there's never a surprise that surpasses you. You are the most beautiful goddess in my heart."

"I can never get enough of your sweet words." Zeng Meiqian lowered her hands, gently raised them forward, and finally placed them on Guan Jie's cheek, saying, "Darling, can you say them to me for the rest of your life?"

Guan Jie closed his eyes, feeling Zeng Meiqian's fingertips brush against his eyelashes.

Lisa's appearance made Guan Jie secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Oh, should I step back?" Lisa pretended to retreat behind the wall.

"No, not at all." Zeng Meiqian lowered her hand, trying to ease the ambiguous atmosphere in a coquettish manner.

It never failed. Guan Jie knew that Zeng Meiqian, born into a wealthy family, possessed an innate charm. No matter who she was dealing with, she only needed to use her charm to resolve all troubles. And the other party would believe her sincerity without question, sometimes even blaming themselves for misunderstanding her.

This is a privilege reserved for rich girls; if it were any other girl, it would be considered pretentious.

Guan Jie stepped back and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Guan, what is your opinion on this work?" Lisa asked, anticipating Guan Jie's reaction.

"Meiqian said this is your final piece, but in my opinion, apart from these rhinestones, I haven't found anything about this wedding dress that would have been a plus for Meiqian. If you mean these rhinestones." Guan Jie raised an eyebrow and then shrugged.

"What a cold-blooded handsome guy, he truly lives up to his reputation!" Lisa wasn't angry; instead, she showed a hint of admiration.

Zeng Meiqian smiled slightly and spread her arms wide again.

"Darling, I didn't show you the back of this wedding dress, did I?" Zeng Meiqian said, gently turning her body.

When Zeng Meiqian's back appeared, Guan Jie couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow!"

"I wonder if the combined version will meet Mr. Guan's approval?" Lisa asked, slightly raising her proud chin.

The back of the wedding dress is completely different from the conservative front, almost a subversion. At the back, a thumb-sized pearl connects the neck, leaving the rest of the dress almost entirely bare. Three delicate chains studded with diamonds transition the dress over the hips, subtly completing the transition from emptiness to fullness.

Zeng Meiqian's smooth back exudes beauty and allure, not in a vulgar way, but in the kind that evokes the longing of the world for a goddess high above. A yearning that is unattainable.

"It truly deserves to be called the grand finale!" Guan Jie said.

Zeng Meiqian was also very satisfied and said to Lisa, "This is the one!"

Zeng Meiqian and Lisa went back behind the partition wall, and Guan Jie knew that this time it would take more time.

Besides removing Zeng Meiqian's goddess-like, perfect wedding dress, they also had to precisely measure every part of her body, from her neck to her feet, measuring every centimeter. Of course, Lisa would also adjust the position of the rhinestones according to Zeng Meiqian's height, and if it needed to be re-sewn, Lisa would do it all over again for the best effect.

This is the difference between high-end bespoke and regular bespoke. Regular bespoke only requires measuring your shoulders, bust, waist, and hips—these are the protruding parts. They only guarantee that your wedding dress will fit you until the end of the wedding without tearing, and that you will look like you are wearing a decent and well-fitting wedding gown. They never guarantee that they will give you the most perfect wedding gown in the world.

High-end products, besides being sophisticated, are naturally linked to money, but that's not a problem for Zeng Meiqian. Guan Jie doesn't know how much money Zeng Meiqian has or how much she will inherit, but he knows that Zeng Meiqian will get whatever she wants; money has never been an issue for her.

"Fortunately, she's not a spoiled child." Guan Jie thought.

The salesperson quietly took away the tea that Guan Jie had finished drinking and then replaced it with a hot cup of tea without leaving a trace.

Guan Jie sat on the sofa by the French windows, watching the steam from the hot tea rise into the air and then suddenly disappear. His thoughts returned to that happy time.

"Guan Jie, let's get married!"

"I don't have the money to buy you a house yet, but I'll marry you once I've saved enough for a down payment!"

"I don't need a house. Home is wherever you are. A house isn't a home!"

"Even though you don't care, I can't let my wife live in a rented apartment."

"Then let's get engaged, and I'll be your fiancée."

"OK".

That day, Guan Jie didn't return to the dormitory assigned to them by the police station. Instead, he took Song Xiaoxian to a hotel that cost 300 yuan a room. Song Xiaoxian decorated the room festively with balloons she bought for 50 yuan, but there were so many balloons that they had nowhere to step. Guan Jie can still hear the sounds of them popping balloons in their passion, and he can still hear Song Xiaoxian's face, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing.

Everything was cheap. Their engagement party was a 199 yuan set menu for two, with no wedding dress or diamond ring. 300 yuan for the hotel room and 50 yuan for balloons—that was their entire engagement expense.

"I'll definitely make it up to you." Guan Jie promised Song Xiaoxian, who was nestled against his chest, "After we buy the house, I'll give you everything other girls have: a diamond ring, a wedding dress, and a honeymoon."

"As long as I'm with you, none of this matters." Song Xiaoxian trusted Guan Jie as always, just like when she was bullied as a child and knew that Guan Jie would always protect her. Song Xiaoxian drew circles on Guan Jie's abdomen with her slender fingers, saying as she did so, "We have a lifetime, no rush. I'll be satisfied if I can wear a wedding dress before I die."

"Don't talk nonsense, you won't die." Guan Jie superstitiously flicked Song Xiaoxian's head, "You're not a child anymore, don't talk like that in the future."

"Ouch, that hurts!"

"Now you know what pain is, right? If you say anything you shouldn't again, I'll spank you!" Guan Jie said, pulling back the blanket...

Even now, Guan Jie still touches his abdomen when he takes a shower. The place where Song Xiaoxian drew circles seems to have left a permanent scar, itchy, just like Song Xiaoxian's soft, thick earlobe rubbing against his chest.

Those small, teardrop-shaped earlobes were a bit thicker and fleshy than normal. Guan Jie liked them very much.

Song Xiaoxian doesn't have pierced ears because she's afraid of the pain, and she also has a habit of touching her earlobes. Whether she's sad or happy, whether she's thinking or waiting, her right hand will unconsciously rub her earlobes.

"Why do you have this habit? It's so strange." Guan Jie had asked her this when he was ten years old.

"I don't know, maybe I'll only get rid of this habit when I die, haha. If I die, what habits will I still have? I'll just close my eyes and that's it."

At that time, Song Xiaoxian felt no attachment to anything in this world except for Guan Jie. "If I died, would you miss me?"

Guan Jie remembered shoving Song Xiaoxian hard back then, then storming off and not speaking to her for days. Only today did he realize that Song Xiaoxian had already taken up residence in his heart from that moment on. The pure friendship of his childhood had quietly faded away, and a budding romance had unknowingly begun to unfold.

He just never imagined that Song Xiaoxian would actually die one day.