"That settles it!"
Qi Sheng forced down his irritation and gently stroked her hair.
"Besides this one, let me pick out a few more styles for you."
"No need, honey. This one is enough."
Tan Hua shook her head and replied firmly.
"How can one be enough? Aren't these kinds of gowns disposable anyway?"
Qi Sheng replied casually.
"Disposable?"
Tan Hua was stunned for a moment, but she quickly understood what Qi Sheng meant.
"Honey, even if you're super rich, you can't just wear it once."
"Generally, as long as you're not in the same social circle, it's fine to wear the same gown to consecutive events."
"I've heard that some gowns are even passed down for generations."
Qi Sheng really didn't understand any of this. In his past life, he was just an ordinary otaku slob.
He had indeed seen some articles and comments online.
They all said that clothes were disposable.
Things like how designers never imagined someone would wear them many times.
