Su Mo glanced at the clothes in her hand, her expression somewhat puzzled.
"You made this?" He had carefully examined each of the original drawings, but holding the actual product in his hands still gave him an indescribable sense of wonder.
The difference between two-dimensional and three-dimensional, and the effects brought about by different fabrics.
It was hard to imagine that what he had drawn on paper would actually appear before his eyes.
And although I really don't want to admit it.
But Su Mo liked it very much.
Simple, clean, and unique.
The person who made them seemed to know what he was thinking, and every detail was just right and to his satisfaction.
"Mmm," Jiang Jianhuan replied softly.
"I made the first batch myself; once it goes into full production, it will be machine-made."
Ignoring the joy in her heart, Su Mo asked casually.
"Does that mean a lot of people will wear the same style as me in the future?"
Jiang Jianhuan was taken aback, and then replied.
"Initially, it was said that this collaborative design would be launched as a new product for the brand, but it would be a limited edition, so not many people would likely own the same item..."
Su Mo remained noncommittal, simply lowering her eyes slightly and carrying the clothes in her hands into the inner room.
His studio also had a rest room, which was just right for changing clothes. Li Sa and Jiang Jianhuan were waiting outside. After a while, the door opened.
Su Mo was still wearing beige slippers, but his tall and slender figure still exuded a hint of indifference. His eyes were casual and nonchalant. His loose trench coat fluttered slightly with his steps, and the thin sweater underneath vaguely outlined his waist. Below him were light-colored cropped trousers that resembled a suit, slightly tapered at the cuffs.
Jiang Jianhuan glanced at him, walked over and squatted down at his feet, naturally folding up the hem of his trousers a little.
"The size is just right." She examined it for a few seconds, nodded seriously, and Li Sa echoed her, clapping excitedly.
"You look so handsome, boss! This outfit suits you perfectly!"
Su Mo glanced at him without changing her expression.
"Are all my old clothes unsuitable?"
"Uh." Li Sa obediently shut up.
Jiang Jianhuan didn't notice the undercurrent between the two. He carefully checked the details of the clothes and, after confirming that there were no major problems, handed the second set to Su Mo.
After trying on a series of clothes, which took quite a while, Su Mo remained expressionless, revealing neither joy nor anger. Jiang Jianhuan tried her best to evaluate him from a professional perspective, but couldn't help being attracted to him every time.
It has to be said that every outfit suited him well, especially the mint green jacket. When Su Moyi walked out wearing it, Jiang Jianhuan clenched his fists and forced himself to look away for several seconds.
Every minute and second that followed felt like torture.
Jiang Jianhuan straightened his clothes, his shirt, and checked the size. Sometimes, even a small, unintentional movement from Su Mo could make her heart skip a beat.
That's terrible.
Years later, his attraction to her has not diminished; on the contrary, it has become even more profound because of their past intimacy.
Su Mo's hidden brilliance is now shining brightly, and her unique qualities are being recognized by more and more people.
He shone even brighter, while she fell into the dust.
No, he was an ordinary person to begin with, and now he's buried in the dust.
Jiang Jianhuan smoothed out the small wrinkles on his clothes, her fingertips sliding down, feeling a slight coolness.
"This set looks great too, the boss is so handsome! Miss Jiang, you're amazing." Li Sa smiled and gave her a thumbs up. Su Mo didn't reply this time, but just looked down at Jiang Jianhuan, pursing her lips and remaining silent.
She straightened his suit, stepped back two paces to examine him closely, her brows furrowed slightly. After a moment, she hesitated and spoke.
"Is the shirt a little too loose?"
"No." Upon hearing this, Li Sa took another careful look. Although it was a little loose, wasn't that within the normal range?
“I think it’s fine,” he said, puzzled.
Because the suit is a slim fit, the size requirements for the shirt worn underneath are even stricter. Jiang Jianhuan stared at the slightly loose waist and fell into deep thought.
Logically speaking, if the size is correct, this kind of mistake shouldn't happen.
Jiang Jianhuan's gaze lingered on Su Mo's front before returning to his face. He scrutinized him carefully for a few seconds before hesitatingly speaking.
Have you lost weight recently?
"Ah—" Li Sa turned to look at Su Mo in surprise, and after a moment, she nodded in agreement.
Now that you mention it, it does seem a little true.
"I must not have been eating properly while I'm abroad lately, and I've been so busy that I haven't had time to rest. Sigh, how can I not lose weight like this..."
Li Sa kept nagging from the side, while Su Mo stared at him with a hint of warning in his eyes. Jiang Jianhuan reflexively recalled the last time he had a fever, and then remembered Li Sa saying that he often fainted from hunger at home, so he couldn't help but glance at him.
Noticing her gaze, Su Mo looked over, and Jiang Jianhuan quickly looked away.
"I'll take this shirt back and alter it. Everything else is fine, but the main problem is that this shirt is very particular about size. If I don't alter it, the overall look won't be as good." She said casually after a moment.
"Okay." Su Mo nodded slightly and went inside to change her clothes.
"Miss Jiang, let me take you home." Jiang Jianhuan finished tidying up and was about to go back when Li Sa spoke up enthusiastically. She quickly waved her hand.