My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 84 Butterfly Dress

Maria straightened up, a polite smile playing on her lips.

He raised his hand in a "please" gesture and led Tan Haoyu and Zhu Ziqing forward slowly.

They walked through room after room, each one filled with priceless paintings.

Maria introduced the villa as she walked, her voice soft yet full of pride: "This villa has a history of over a hundred years in Shenzhen. It has been meticulously crafted by several generations of owners. Every detail embodies the ultimate luxury and profound heritage. Few people can usually step into it. Today, you two are distinguished guests."

Zhu Ziqing looked around curiously, but she keenly noticed that the huge villa seemed to be empty, and the silence was somewhat eerie.

She quietly moved closer to Tan Haoyu and asked softly, "Where is the others?"

Tan Haoyu shook his head slightly, signaling her to calm down.

Before long, the group arrived at a long spiral staircase.

Maria stepped lightly up the stairs, her skirt fluttering like a black butterfly.

As she walked, she turned back and said, "Gentlemen, please follow me. The dresses are all on the second floor."

As you ascend the winding staircase and step onto the second floor...

Zhu Ziqing's eyes widened in astonishment.

It is completely different from the solemn style of the first floor, which is full of famous paintings, antiques and luxurious ornaments.

The second floor is like a dreamlike clothing kingdom.

Looking around, a dazzling array of fabrics are piled up like mountains, colorful and of various textures.

Rows of clothes racks are filled with clothes of all styles, from elegant evening gowns to sophisticated everyday suits.

Zhu Ziqing's heart suddenly began to pound violently, and her eyes involuntarily reddened.

Those passionate memories of fashion design from the past flooded my mind like a tide.

There was a time when her heart and soul were completely devoted to cutting and drawing.

Countless days and nights were spent immersed in the beautiful dream of designing a wedding dress, imagining myself wearing the most unique wedding gown.

But later, the estrangement of her relatives and the betrayal of her lover were like buckets of cold water, extinguishing all her enthusiasm and forcing her to give up helplessly.

Zhu Ziqing slowly turned her head and looked directly at Tan Haoyu.

His eyes were filled with complex emotions, including longing and gratitude.

An irresistible urge welled up within her, a desire to pick up her paintbrush once more and depict the most beautiful garments for the man before her.

But the thought of past pain makes her hesitate, afraid of repeating the same mistakes.

Tan Haoyu keenly caught her gaze and looked back.

Their eyes met, and he could clearly see the tears and struggle hidden in Zhu Ziqing's eyes.

It felt like my heart had been ripped open; it ached terribly.

How could he not know the hardships she had endured?

He stepped forward, grasped Zhu Ziqing's trembling hands tightly, and said with burning eyes, "Qing'er, the past is the past. From now on, I'm here for you. Just go for it and I'll support you wholeheartedly."

Tan Haoyu loosened his grip on her hand slightly, raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek, his fingertips softly wiping away the tears that were about to fall.

Her voice grew increasingly gentle and seductive: "Give it a try, there's bound to be a gift you'll like."

These words were like a magical spell, piercing straight into Zhu Ziqing's heart and pushing her inner struggle to its peak.

Zhu Ziqing took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, and nodded vigorously, her eyes regaining their light: "Okay, I'll go pick one."

Having said that, she released Tan Haoyu's hand and, filled with anticipation, slowly walked towards the room full of gorgeous clothes.

Her skirt swayed gently, as if she were about to embark on a brand new journey.

Behind him, Tan Haoyu followed with tender eyes, full of doting affection.

Filled with anticipation and trepidation, Zhu Ziqing took light steps and slowly entered the clothing area, which resembled a dreamlike fairyland.

In an instant, the dazzling array of beautiful clothes before her eyes made her dizzy.

The French-style court dress is elegant and luxurious, with delicate lace and dazzling diamond embellishments complementing each other, exuding extravagance.

The fishtail skirt clings tightly to the body, perfectly outlining the female curves, making the wearer look like a graceful mermaid coming ashore.

The little tutu is playful and cute, and the fluffy skirt sways gently as she walks, full of girlish charm.

The pleated tulle skirt is light and airy, each pleat seemingly sculpted by the wind, exuding a graceful and ethereal charm.

Innocent, alluring, sexy—all styles are available.

Each piece is exquisitely designed and a masterpiece of craftsmanship.

Zhu Ziqing was overwhelmed by the sights and couldn't help but clasp her hands together, praising, "My God, these clothes are absolutely stunning! The design is simply amazing!"

While she was amazed, her innate passion for fashion design came to the fore, and her eyes revealed a determination.

They began to carefully search the collar, cuffs, and hem of the clothes.

Trying to find even the slightest logo on these beautiful clothes.

I'm filled with curiosity about which master designer could have created such a work of art.

After searching for a long time, I found nothing, not even a single thread mark, which made it seem even more mysterious.

Just as Zhu Ziqing was filled with doubt and frowning in thought, a pair of strong arms quietly wrapped around her slender waist from behind.

A warm breath brushed against her ear, and Tan Haoyu's deep and gentle voice rang out: "What's wrong, baby?"

"You've been standing here for ages, don't you like these clothes?"

Zhu Ziqing leaned back slightly against Tan Haoyu's firm chest, gently shook her head, and pouted, saying coquettishly, "How could that be? I love all these clothes, but there are just too many styles, I'm overwhelmed by the choices."

I have absolutely no idea which one to choose.

Could you help me choose?

As she spoke, she tilted her head, looked up at Tan Haoyu, and her eyes were full of coquettish charm.

Tan Haoyu felt a warmth in his heart when he saw her like this.

He lowered his head and gently kissed her rosy cheek, smiling indulgently, "Okay, whatever you say, I'll help you choose."

Tan Haoyu released Zhu Ziqing, put his hands behind his back, and strolled among the rows of clothes racks.

His gaze swept across the garments, scrutinizing each piece carefully.

But after looking around, his brows furrowed more and more.

These clothes were all exquisite, but for some reason, they just didn't catch his eye.

I always felt something was missing, that I wasn't good enough for Zhu Ziqing, who was full of anticipation in front of me.

Suddenly, Tan Haoyu seemed to remember something.

Turning to the blonde girl waiting quietly to the side, she asked, "Maria, I remember Haley had a dress called 'Butterfly,' is it still here?"

Maria paused slightly, a look of hesitation on her face, and said softly, "Mr. Tan, that's the dress reserved for Haley's future bride; it's never shown to others lightly..."

Tan Haoyu raised an eyebrow, his eyes revealing an unwavering determination: "Please go and get it. Today's situation is special. I believe Haley won't mind if he knows it's for this young lady. I'll talk to him about it later."

Maria, seeing that she couldn't refuse, could only bow slightly.

Then she turned around and went to get the legendary "Butterfly" dress.