"This is the latest version of the bride's gown. Miss Zhu, help me try it on."
The staff brought over a row of gowns. There were Chinese and Western styles, making it dazzling.
Zhu Ling was a little dumbfounded. "Didn't you say that she has already tried on the gown and chosen it?"
The staff said, "The bride has chosen it, but she felt that it was not good and instructed us to change it again."
Zhu Ling frowned at the staff and said, "These are all custom-made wedding clothes. There's no reason for others to try them on. Leave them here for now and try them on when they come back in a few days."
When the staff heard this, she immediately looked troubled.
She said, "This was instructed by Miss Jing. She said that Miss Zhu's size is not much different from hers. If Miss Zhu fits it appropriately, there will definitely be no problem with her wearing it."
Zhu Ling looked very puzzled. She didn't believe that Jing Yao said that.