Jiang Qiuqiu opened the door and found only Meimei standing at the entrance. Far behind her, a massive hovercar was parked in the air.

"Qiuqiu, good morning."

"Good morning, Sister Mingmei."

"Sorry to keep you waiting. The stylists and the dresses are in the car, so let’s head over and get you changed there."

"In the car?" Jiang Qiuqiu glanced at the white hovercar. "Alright, just a moment. I’ll be right there."

After putting her things down, Jiang Qiuqiu followed Meimei to the hovercar.

The moment she stepped aboard, Jiang Qiuqiu was struck by the sheer opulence of the interior.

Though it was just a car, the interior was massive, with a layout much like a styling studio she had seen before, except this one had more robots and more refined decorations.

Several stylists looked up as she entered and exchanged satisfied glances.

Before styling could begin, she had to try on the gowns. Jiang Qiuqiu had previously used her household manager to scan her body measurements for Meimei, so the dresses brought today were all the correct size.

When a few robots rolled out the gowns, the entire central area seemed to light up.

There were six different gowns, each with its own style. Without exception, all were crafted from the finest materials. One, a soft, luminous satin, seemed to be threaded with the Milky Way under the lights. Another, a fairy-like dress of fine gauze, was studded with countless crystals, making the gown look as if it were embedded with a belt of stars.

In photographs, dresses like these looked downright ugly by comparison.

No girl could say no to dresses like these.

"So, Qiuqiu, which one do you like?"

Jiang Qiuqiu was drawn to the white silk satin gown and the apricot-colored tulle dress. Since she was here anyway, she tried them both on.

The first dress Jiang Qiuqiu tried on was the snow-white satin gown. After changing in a small partitioned room, she slowly walked out.

Meimei had always known Jiang Qiuqiu was beautiful.

But every time she saw Qiuqiu, the girl was dressed in a pale yellow hoodie or a small, padded jacket. Her beauty was defined by a youthful vitality that made her seem gentle and harmless.

This was the first time she had seen Jiang Qiuqiu in a gown of this style. The snow-white satin was soft and smooth, clinging to her skin, while its off-the-shoulder, high-slit design lent it a certain allure.

The dress was unadorned, yet it masterfully outlined her figure—her slender waist, long legs, and elegant collarbones. With her long hair cascading down, the look gave Jiang Qiuqiu a new, captivating allure.

Her beauty now had a striking impact.

"Sister Mingmei." She looked up and smiled at Meimei and the stylists.

The stylists immediately began to deliberate amongst themselves.

Next, she changed into the second option, the fairy dress. This apricot-colored gown was gentler than the first. While it was a strapless cut, the bodice was heavily embellished, giving it a more youthful feel than the previous dress.

Seeing Jiang Qiuqiu standing before the mirror, one of the stylists walked over and gently gathered her hair into an updo.

With her hair pinned up, her long, pale neck was exposed, adding a hint of sexiness to the gentle aura.

The stylists exchanged another look.

With both potential dresses tried on, they sat down around a small coffee table. Jiang Qiuqiu propped her chin on her hand and asked, "So, which one do you all think looks better on me?"

She was just asking, of course. In her heart, she already had an answer.

Meimei considered for a moment, then said, "I prefer the second one."