Continuation 179: Can You Believe It?

Zhou Shuling changed into her dance outfit at home. Zhu Juntang, as the sponsor, had actively participated in customizing the costumes. The style was trendy, and the price was equally extravagant.

What Zhou Shuling was wearing now was Han-style clothing: a short mamian skirt decorated with goldfish, water ripples, and roses, along with a shimmering satin cape. The cuffs and collar also featured lovely goldfish scales.

What disappointed her a little was that Liu Chang'an refused to wear the men's dance outfit. Instead, he changed into the set of Hanfu An Nuan had given him for last year's Qixi Festival.

The term "Hanfu" made some people react as though they had PTSD.

Some people believed that there had never been such a concept as Hanfu in the past, that it was nothing more than a newly invented gimmick for hype. So what? What business was it of yours?

"The clothes are beautiful, but they're too lighthearted and lively. The colors are bright and elegant, making you look more like a young girl than a beautiful mature woman," Liu Chang'an said disapprovingly to Zhou Shuling, who was happily spinning in circles.

Zhou Shuling instinctively felt wronged. She thought the outfit looked quite nice, and when she spun around, the skirt flared up beautifully. It reminded her of Miss Zhu's temperament and style—Zhu Juntang loved spinning in circles.

"A beautiful mature woman?" Still, she caught those last three words. Zhou Shuling felt a little shy. Usually, he always said she looked ordinary but dreamed big, that only her heart was beautiful, and sometimes even said she was utterly unremarkable.

So, in his heart, she was beautiful after all—and now she even looked like a young girl... Wasn't that the highest praise for a mature woman?

As long as a woman heard someone