Chapter 125 - What Happened?

"Oh, how wonderful!" Yan Meilin was ecstatic, and she rapidly rose from her chair and went towards her working table, where she found a measuring tape.

"Take your bandages off behind the screen," Yan Meilin said, and Jiang Yingyue, who had already decided to help, had no other option than to move behind the screen and remove the bandages around her chest.

"Stand on this podium," she ordered Jiang Yingyue, who was surprised but quickly did as she was told.

She stood on the podium, and Yan Meilin fussed around her, taking her measurements, while giving her compliments, "Your legs are so long and slender, we need to highlight them."

"What a nice figure you have, we have to display it,"

"Your shoulder blades are attractive. Oh, it would be perfect if you could go nude."

"Madam!" Jiang Yingyue was horrified, but Yan Meilin just waved her hand. "Don't worry, I will make sure you look elegant, magnificent, and in no way scampy or cheap."

Jiang Yingyue had no experience dressing as a woman, so she stood still like a doll, allowing for Yan Meilin to do whatever she wanted.

Soon she was coming with a large quantity of fabrics. Some were red with golden embroideries of dragons, another was white with silver embroideries of clouds.

These fabrics were made of the most beautiful silk, and she dared not even touch them out of fear that she would spoil them. But Yan Meilin seemed not to care as she draped one on each shoulder while stepping away, contemplating which one to go with.

"The red and golden surely gives you the feel of a demoness, a seductress that can ruin cities," Yan Meilin mumbled to herself as she paced around her looking at all the options she had.

"The white and silver one makes you seem like an otherworldly fairy that has descended to the mundane world. To pick between the two is going to be very difficult."

At that time, a voice came from the door, a voice that was faintly familiar to Jiang Yingyue, but as she was standing with her back to the door, she could not see who it was.

"Why not make one of each?" the voice asked. "She is likely to be dressed as a woman at other times too, and then she would have something to wear."

"Darling what a brilliant idea!" Yan Meilin exclaimed as she clasped her hands.

Hearing Yan Meilin referred to the man as darling, Jiang Yingyue instantly recognized the voice as belonging to Han Liqiang, Han Qingshan's father.

"Welcome to our home," he said towards Jiang Yingyue who was feeling quite uncomfortable. The whole family was back, but she did not know exactly what she should say. She was nervous.

"Oh right, Fengmian dear, what is your real name?" Yan Meilin asked casually, as if she wondered what tea she wanted to drink, and Jiang Yingyue's lips twitched by how easily they said it.

"Jiang Yingyue." She decided to be honest with them and tell them the truth. She was aware that these people would do nothing to her for the sake of Han Qingshan, so she might as well be honest with them.

"What a beautiful name!" Yan Meilin said with a nod of her head while she continued busying herself with the dress as if it was a normal subject that did not require too much attention.

"Okay, I am done." Yan Meilin wrapped up her measuring tape and placed it on the table along with the piece of paper on which she had written down all Jiang Yingyue's measurements.

Just as Yan Meilin withdrew, Han Qingshan entered the room. "The chef has finished cooking the meal, why don't we all enjoy it together?" He did not seem particularly surprised to see his father there.

"What a brilliant idea, then Yingyue can tell us your story!" Yan Meilin said. Again, her words were so straightforward that Jiang Yingyue started wondering how exactly she had managed to be viewed as a national treasure designer.

"Mother, don't pressure her," Han Qingshan said, as he walked over to her side, removed the fabric that was strewn upon her body, and helped her down from the podium.

As she was back on the ground, he kept her hand in his, not willing to let go as he led her towards the dining room.

Here, he placed Jiang Yingyue by his side and looked at her with happiness as he saw her eyes open wide in surprise. There was a massive feast in front of her; a feast filled with traditional food, but there was a minimum of twenty dishes. It would be impossible to finish it all, even tasting it all would become difficult.

Han Qingshan sat on one side of Jiang Yingyue, and Yan Meilin rapidly sat down on the other.

Both Han Qingshan and Yan Meilin hurried to place food on her plate, making sure that she would in no way starve.

"Try this dear," Yan Meilin said, as she placed a sticky pork rib on her plate.

"Don't forget to try this," Han Qingshan said, as he placed sauteed vegetables on the plate as well.

Han Liqiang was seated alone on the other side of the table, but instead of feeling left out, a chuckle escaped his lips as he shook his head. His son and wife were too excited, Jiang Yingyue was being drowned in their goodwill.

"Let her relax a little, and let us hear her story," Han Liqiang said with a friendly smile to Jiang Yingyue. He was interested as to what could have happened that would cause a young woman to give up her life as a female and live as a man instead.

Jiang Yingyue paused for a moment before she picked the napkin, wiped her mouth, and began explaining what exactly had happened to her in the past.