Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 1090: Mr. Song’s Partiality

Tang Li had no interest in taking over someone else’s duties.

Just as she was about to refuse, Song Ru added, "Try it now. For your future wedding, whether Chinese or Western, you can have a better sense of it."

The manager nodded in agreement, "These wedding dresses are here for the clients to inspect and none has been decided yet." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

The implication was that anyone present could try them on.

"Go give it a try," Song Ru gently pushed Tang Li towards the fitting room.

Song Ru still had a faint smile, "Yunxi said she has a cold and won’t be coming today. If the wedding dress doesn’t look good on you, we can exclude it, so we don’t have to bring it back and forth next time."

Tang Li entered the fitting room, followed by staff members who assisted her.

The wedding dress was intricate, and it took Tang Li about ten minutes to put it on.

The headpiece matching the Xiuhe Dress was brought in by the staff.

Tang Li initially planned not to style her hair, but the staff suggested, "We’ll just put your hair up and secure the headpiece, it won’t take more than a few minutes."

"Captain Song said if you look good in it, they’ll take a couple of photos to send to the bride."

Since photos were to be shown to Kang Yunxi, it took on a different significance.

Tang Li sat back on the soft stool, letting the staff work, not forgetting to give a sincere suggestion, "If I put on some makeup, it might look even better."

The staff: "..."

About twenty minutes later, Tang Li walked out of the fitting room, holding the hem of the dress.

In the large oval-shaped living room, besides Song Ru and the manager from the wedding company, there was another person sitting on the sofa.

Tang Li saw Song Baiyan and momentarily froze.

Her first instinct was to retreat to the fitting room.

However, halfway through turning around, Song Ru noticed her, "Changed already?"

In an instant, all eyes turned her way.

Including those of Song Baiyan.

With Tang Li’s height and figure, wearing the Xiuhe Dress left nothing to be desired.

The bright red did not appear garish on her.

On the contrary—

The phoenix embroidered in golden thread, against Tang Li’s delicate face, exuded a graceful elegance.

Even though Tang Li was still young, she carried the red and gold hues effortlessly.

As for the headpiece, it added a great deal to the Xiuhe Dress.

The gold and pearl hairpins gently swayed in the air, while the alloy-plated ’butterfly wings’ danced in her styled hair. Several magnolia flowers carved from Hetian jade encircled her bun, complementing her jade earrings.

This bride was undoubtedly breathtaking.

Song Ru gazed at the tassels, thinking of a line from Tang poet Bai Juyi: ’cloud-like hair, floral face, gold hairpin swaying, warm nights spent in the lotus tent.’

Thinking this, she turned to look at Song Baiyan.

There was no need for more words about how good Tang Li looked in the Xiuhe Dress.

This traditional bridal gown seemed tailor-made for her, any alteration would ruin the effect.

Song Baiyan’s gaze remained on Tang Li.

Next to him, Song Ru sensed the mild appreciation, as if there was more to it.

Tang Li was touching her earrings lightly, hiding her discomfort. Realizing no one in the room was speaking, not wanting to stand like a statue, she looked up first.

Her gaze met Song Baiyan’s.

At that moment, Song Baiyan was focused.

And he allowed her to be.

Tang Li then looked towards Song Ru, who smiled, put down the bridal catalog she was holding, and tilted her head to speak to the manager beside her, "This proves that my taste is spot on, she looks better than most in traditional attire."

"Yes." The manager smiled too, clasping her hands in front of her stomach, slightly more formal than before, but it didn’t impede her continuing her interaction with the client, "The young lady is tall, doesn’t hunch, has a good neck, slim but not skinny, this figure looks good in either Chinese or Western wedding dresses."

"In my opinion, it’s because of her slim waist." After saying this, Song Ru nudged Song Baiyan with her elbow, "Right?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Li’s face flushed.

Song Baiyan didn’t reply, he just sipped his coffee.

As Tang Li was about to change out of the Xiuhe Dress, Song Ru stopped her, holding her cellphone as she stood up, "I’ll go get Mom to come see, so she can have a reference later."

Song Ru left the living room, calling the manager over as well.

Kang Yunxi had agreed to the marriage.

But she had conditions.

First, the Song Family must prepare the wedding for her.

Second, the wedding must take place at the Tan Palace.

Song Ru disagreed, and Xiao Minglan also did not want to be further involved with this adopted daughter.

They were also afraid of too much private contact between Kang Yunxi and Jingtian.

Unexpectedly, Song Baiyan relented.

With Kang Yunxi marrying from the Tan Palace, naturally, it needed to be arranged a bit.

Now, as Song Ru went to get Xiao Minglan, she was also showing the manager around to familiarize them with the venue.

When they went out, there were only two people left in the living room.

The staff were still tidying up in the fitting room.

Since it was supposed to be Kang Yunxi’s wedding dress, Tang Li hadn’t planned to wear it for long, but since Xiao Minglan might want to see it, she continued serving as the model.

Feeling a bit distracted, she heard Song Baiyan gently ask, "You don’t like this dress?"

Tang Li lifted her eyes and shook her head.

With this motion, the tassels swayed gracefully.

The golden threads and jade petals reflected against her fair skin, like white snow under the setting sun.

Song Baiyan put his coffee cup back on the tea table, smiling from his eyes as well, "You don’t dislike it, then why are you so stiff like a wind-up toy?"

"I’m not," Tang Li retorted.

Saying this, she lifted her hand, touching the back of the collar, "It’s just that the tag at the back is a bit scratchy."

That was her explanation.

Before Tang Li managed to touch the tag, Song Baiyan was already behind her.

Tang Li was about to undo the mandarin collar, but the back collar was flipped, and the discomfort on her neck disappeared. In just a couple of seconds, the back collar was back against her skin.

This time, there was no longer an unbearable prickly feeling.

It seemed like the tag was gone.

Realizing this, Tang Li turned her head.

Then, she saw the tag in Song Baiyan’s left hand, along with a small pair of scissors.

Cutting the tag meant the gown was sold.

Tang Li was quite startled, as the manager had said earlier, Kang Yunxi hadn’t chosen a wedding gown yet. By cutting off the tag of the Xiuhe Dress, it meant it was purchased. If Kang Yunxi didn’t like the traditional gown, this Xiuhe Dress would end up at the bottom of a trunk.

Although she hadn’t heard the price of this dress, she assumed it wasn’t cheap.

As soon as Song Baiyan put down the scissors, the tag in his hand was snatched away.

Seeing Tang Li looking around, he smiled and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Needle and thread," Tang Li clutched the tag, her eyes searching continuously, "I need to sew the tag back on."

Song Baiyan: "..."

The tag ultimately wasn’t sewn back by Tang Li.

Because once Xiao Minglan came over, Song Baiyan decided to purchase this Xiuhe Dress.

Knowing that Kang Yunxi’s wedding dress was chosen by Song Baiyan, Tang Li felt a bit sour, so when the kitchen was preparing dinner, she deliberately ordered a bowl of fish with pickled vegetables.

That night, the wedding company’s manager also visited Kang Yunxi’s apartment.

She brought two wedding dresses for Kang Yunxi to choose from.

"These two dresses were handpicked by Captain Song," the manager said while displaying the gowns, "One is sleeveless, and the other off-shoulder."

Kang Yunxi asked, "What about the Xiuhe Dress I chose?"