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Chapter 307 Su Qingyue and the Cheongsam

"I do know a little bit," Chen Wei nodded.

"Then, why don't you give it a try?" Rather than wondering where Chen Wei learned it from, Su Qingyue was more curious about what kind of work he could produce.

To this day, Chen Wei has never disappointed Su Qingyue.

"Sister, do you have any cloth at home? And a tape measure, scissors..." Chen Wei verbally listed the things he needed.

He prefers to make things by hand rather than draw them on paper, because that way, he feels more expressive.

"Yes," Su Qingyue nodded.

This morning, the moving company brought over everything needed for the villa, and they were very efficient.

Su Qingyue would occasionally make some clothing samples herself as a way to pass the time when she was bored.

However, he won the grand prize several times and became very popular.

When Su Qingyue came downstairs, she was carrying a colorful collection of high-quality fabrics and a small box.

Open it up; inside are sewing tools such as scissors, measuring tape, needles, and thread.

"Sis, if it's convenient, would you like to have your body energized?" Chen Wei asked.

He can't exactly make himself a new set of clothes, can he?

Moreover, once it's made, someone has to wear it to show its effect, and among those present, there was no one more suitable than Su Qingyue.

“What’s inconvenient about this? Take the measurement.” Su Qingyue stood in front of Chen Wei, her body ramrod straight, her arms outstretched.

They act as if they're completely at your mercy.

Swallowing hard, Chen Wei pulled out the measuring tape and leaned closer, saying, "Then I'll begin."

First, the neckline, then the shoulder width, then the waist, and then...

After measuring her, Chen Wei realized that Su Qingyue not only had legs with a golden ratio, but her figure also had an amazing golden ratio, perfectly proportioned.

After memorizing this data, Chen Wei first spread out the white cloth, held the scissors, and began cutting with great skill.

Without looking at his appearance, one would easily mistake him for an old tailor who has been making clothes for decades.

Once the basic outline is complete, begin sewing...

Is this a skirt?
Su Qingyue wasn't sure; it was the first time she'd seen this kind of design. It wasn't an improvement on an existing template, but rather the creation of a completely new type.

The stand-up collar and the small Chinese knot buttons at the neckline—every detail has been meticulously crafted.

The thread is threaded through the needle; there are four colors in total: pink, red, brown, and black.

The needle is like a paintbrush, the garment is like the canvas, and Chen Wei is the painter.

Su Qingyue stared in astonishment through her beautiful, clear eyes as a plum blossom painting gradually emerged, a stroke of genius that added a touch of artistry to the otherwise pure white dress.

Cut the wire, and you're all done.

Chen Wei shook the white robe in his hand and displayed it to Su Qingyue.

"So beautiful!" Su Qingyue exclaimed. "What's the name of this dress?"

"A cheongsam," Chen Wei replied.

cheongsam?

The name was familiar to Chen Wei, but it was somewhat strange to Su Qingyue.

"Sis, why don't you try it on? You'll only be able to appreciate the charm of this dress when you wear it," Chen Wei said, handing it to her.

To say that there was no selfish motive would be a lie.

He wanted to see what kind of beauty could be created by combining Su Qingyue with a cheongsam.

“Okay.” Chen Wei had worked so hard to make it, Su Qingyue had no reason to refuse.

This dress was custom-made for her by Chen Wei himself.

Soon, the door to the second-floor room opened. Su Qingyue held onto the handrail, taking small steps, revealing glimpses of her pale legs as she moved.

She didn't recommend that Chen Wei see it, but she felt shy about it.

The slit is opened just right; no matter how much you move, anything that shouldn't be exposed will never be revealed.

That touch of white, faintly visible, was captivating.

"Sister, please sit down first." Chen Wei found some tools such as a comb, intending to give Su Qingyue a new hairstyle that would suit her cheongsam.

“Okay.” Su Qingyue obeyed obediently, as if Chen Wei’s order was a royal decree, and she dared not disobey.

Her bangs were swept to one side, wavy, which accentuated her face shape. Her long hair at the back was also swept up, making her look much more refreshed than before.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Su Qingyue was surprised like never before.

Not only were her clothes new, but her hairstyle was new too.

Su Qingyue found it hard to imagine how Chen Wei could come up with such a good idea in such a short time, and even make it happen.

Dividing a woman's figure by the waist, it unfolds according to the golden ratio, making her charming, alluring, and full of grace.

It is allure, it is sensuality, it is a subtle and melancholic beauty.

As she walks, her slender legs sway gently, moving slowly forward with a graceful balance, a blend of reserve and openness, a demure yet uniquely feminine sensuality... breathtakingly beautiful.

"Sister, what do you think of this cheongsam?" Chen Wei asked.

"Excellent, it couldn't be better. I have a strong feeling that once this cheongsam is released, it will be sought after in Great Xia, no, globally." Su Qingyue was full of confidence about this.

"Really?" Chen Wei asked, feigning surprise.

He was well aware of the influence of the cheongsam in his previous life.

However, these words definitely cannot be said aloud.

"Xiaowei, can I ask you for a favor?" Su Qingyue asked hesitantly.

"You're planning to wear a cheongsam to the competition, right?" Chen Wei asked directly.

"Mm." Su Qingyue nodded.

“Sure, I was planning to use this for the competition if you really couldn’t think of anything else,” Chen Wei said truthfully.

"After seeing this, how can I possibly think about anything else? No matter how I try, it's impossible to surpass it," Su Qingyue said with a wry smile.

It has to be admitted that having such an all-around talented younger brother is something to be proud of.

However, sometimes, it can also be a huge blow to Su Qingyue.

What is there to say?

Pain and happiness.

At least for Su Qingyue, the pain was only temporary, while the happiness was continuous.

Why not exchange temporary pain for lasting happiness?

"Sister, can I take a picture?" Chen Wei suddenly asked.

"Of course you can, but what are you going to do with the photos?" Su Qingyue posed as Chen Wei instructed, looking very dignified, but her words revealed her confusion.

"Because you're so beautiful, I want to take a picture of you and use it as my phone wallpaper so I can see it anytime." Chen Wei made no attempt to hide his thoughts.

There are no mobile phone wallpapers more beautiful than Su Qingyue's.

He couldn't keep Su Qingyue with this makeup forever, but at least she could remain in the photograph forever.

"Oh! Oh, is that so? Okay, go ahead and take pictures, as many as you want." Her dignified demeanor was tempered with a touch of the conservative shyness of women from that era—pure and innocent.

Chen Wei also used his photography skills to capture Su Qingyue beautifully in photos, and then set them as lock screen and desktop wallpaper, all in one smooth and efficient manner.

(End of this chapter)