Li Luxian expressions had turned severely cold.
The mask might have been able to hide his expressions but his deep, sharp eyes were blazing with cold fire summoned directly from the deepest level of Hell.
Zhao Lifei felt a chill down her spine and respectfully withdrew her hand, awkwardly putting it behind her back and averting her eyes, unable to withstand the anger in those cold eyes.
"This dress," Li Luxian said with hints of a cold smile at the corner of his lips, "has been personally selected by mother for her. I don't dare take the credit for the hard work she put to select this for her."
Suddenly, Zhao Lifei felt even more awkward.
On the other side, Chen Yi was intrigued. She was not stupid. She knew Li Luxian words meant a lot more than what met the eye.
Telling in public that his wife's dress was 'lovingly' chosen by his mother, the fact had established that Li Luxian family had already accepted Chen Yi as their daughter-in-law.