"Grandpa, you seem to really like Yang Grandpa’s granddaughter?" Jian Dan asked softly as she picked out clothes.
"Xiao Yu is an excellent kid in every aspect, a really good child." Although Chu Zhiyuan didn’t directly answer Jian Dan’s question, his words were enough to let her know the answer.
"She’s quite impressive; the clothes she designs are all very beautiful," Jian Dan complinted as she looked at the clothes.
"Yes! Yes! Unlike old Yang." Chu Zhiyuan’s tone turned serious from gentle in the blink of an eye.
"Grandpa, what exactly happened between you and Yang Grandpa? Why can’t you get along? Weren’t you two comrades?"
To Jian Dan, the term "comrade" ant soone you could trust with your life.
"Let’s not talk about the annoying stuff, today I must win, I absolutely can’t lose to old Yang."
"Mm!" Jian Dan nodded.
"Let’s go with this one! I think it suits you well!" Chu Zhiyuan said as he picked up a cute pink and white off-shoulder short dress.
"It is quite pretty, but I feel like if I wear the clothes she designed, regardless of who wins, the credit still goes to Yang Grandpa."
"Exactly! No wonder old Yang wanted to compete with in this. Even if he loses, he will say it’s because his granddaughter’s clothes look better. Almost got caught in old Yang’s trap, so what now?" Grandpa’s face looked a bit troubled.
"Don’t worry, Grandpa, I have a solution."
"What solution?"
"Look!" Jian Dan took out a gray-blue strapless tulle dress from her backpack, decorated with crystals of various sizes, which looked like wearing the Milky Way when viewed from afar.
"This is the dress Mo Mo made for earlier, I never found a chance to wear it. I originally wanted to wear it for Uncle." Speaking of Uncle, Jian Dan’s eyes showed a bit of loss.
"Isn’t this the perfect chance? Little Jian, don’t worry, as long as you wear this dress in front of Chu Liyuan today, his eyes will be glued to you." Chu Zhiyuan said happily, with a confident gleam in his eyes.
Jian Dan just smiled without speaking and went to the fitting room to change.
"Little Jian, you look stunning! No wonder it was tailor-made by Mo Mo." Grandpa’s eyes were already filled with the light of victory as he looked at Jian Dan coming out of the dressing room.
Looking in the mirror, this dress made her skin appear snow-white, with long hair cascading on her beautiful shoulders. Despite not being very tall, the dress made Jian Dan’s legs appear particularly long and fair, and with light makeup, she looked like a beautiful, lively elf.
She gazed at her reflection, imagining how Uncle would react upon seeing her like this.
"Grandpa, I seem to be out of eyelash curlers; I’ll go borrow one." Saying this, she opened the door and walked out.
Chu Zhiyuan walked to the makeup table, seeing the eyelash curler lying in the corner, then looked puzzled towards the door.
Jian Dan left the dressing room, deliberately walking slowly, hoping to chance upon Uncle.
Thinking this, she saw a face ahead that she couldn’t be more familiar with, but as her lips started to curl up, they paused halfway...
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