Xu Qiaoqiao smiled, speaking clearly with a crisp voice, "But, you see, there's a reason why we haven't allowed it. Miss An Zi, you haven't tried this dress on, have you?"
An Zi frowned.
Is this person intending to say that the dress doesn't suit her?
But when it comes to how suitable a dress is, is there really a standard?
She, An Zi, isn't ugly, and such a beautiful dress would look good on anyone!
She smiled, raised her head, and said, "Yes, but I can tell just by looking that this dress won't look bad when worn."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Xu Qiaoqiao shook her head again, "I'm not talking about looking good or bad. It's that... Miss An Zi, look!"
As she said this, she walked over to the waitress, picked up the dress, and gave it a shake, spreading it out. Holding the dress with one hand and supporting her waist with the other, she said to everyone, "Look at the length of this dress..."
Xu Qiaoqiao isn't short; in fact, she's considered tall among girls.
