"You're really not stingy with the praises you give yourself," Ding Long commented subtly, essentially calling Ding Jinshi shameless. In truth, Ding Long was a bit curious, as in both their lives, he had never seen Ding Jinshi wear a qipao. In their past life, during the wedding, Ding Jinshi wore only Western-style wedding gowns and dresses.
"Absolutely! I'm just being honest," Ding Jinshi said cheekily, pretending not to catch the teasing in Ding Long's words. Yet, she still hung the qipao back under Ding Long's gaze. "Tonight's just a casual hangout with our good friends. Wearing this would be too formal, and I bet Chenyue and Chen Shan would laugh themselves silly! Better not wear it."
Of course, Ding Long quickly suppressed the hint of disappointment in his eyes. He raised an eyebrow, "No matter what you wear, you look great. It's just a matter of which new attraction you'll favor tonight."
After all, this afternoon, while shopping, Ding Long bought quite a few new dresses.
