"Daddy will be relieved you didn't buy the shopping district," Yuyan countered.
They ended up at an elegant boutique called Madame Chen's, which specialized in sophisticated women's wear. Shuyin had been here before, years ago, when she'd been Lu Zeyan's fiancée and money had been something that simply appeared when needed.
The owner, Madame Chen herself, looked up as they entered. She was in her sixties, impeccably dressed, with sharp eyes that missed nothing.
Those eyes landed on Shuyin, and something flickered, recognition, surprise, calculation.
"Lin Shuyin," Madame Chen said slowly. "I heard you were... back."
"I am," Shuyin confirmed, meeting her gaze steadily. "And I need a few pieces. Nothing extravagant. Just enough to stop borrowing from my man's closet."
Madame Chen's eyebrows rose slightly at her mother-in-law, but she was too professional to comment. "Of course. What are you looking for?"
