Old Madam Xie squinted her eyes at the bag and said, "What's this? Clothes from Master Irina's design studio? Oh, it's menswear. Xiaoyuan, why are you showing me this?"
Old Madam Xie inspected the bag carefully, even peeling it open to have a closer look.
Many of the clothes in the Xie Family were custom-made, but the suit inside this bag was quite different from their usual style. Although it was still a suit, it was in black—a color Xie Xubai seldom wore. Even the cuffs and edges of the suit were embroidered with gold-threaded lotus flowers.
There was a sense of understated flamboyance.
It was not in line with Xie Xubai's usual casual style.
"This isn't from the batch of clothes the Xie Family custom-ordered—the gold-threaded lotus flowers are unusual," the old lady asked Ning Yuan. "Where did this suit come from?"
