Love Affairs in Melbourne-Chapter 264 - 259

During the girl’s third dress fitting, the diamonds on the wedding gown were still just Swarovski crystals.

The girl was very satisfied with her wedding dress, especially the fabric and design of the skirt, which made her want to dance more than any dance costume she had ever worn.

Yan Yan made the wedding dress even more flexible and lightweight than any dance costume she had ever worn.

For the fourth fitting, all that was needed were some "minor adjustments."

This time, the girl came with her fiancé.

The boy was also very satisfied with the design of the wedding dress, but he felt that Swarovski’s "artificial glass" was too unworthy for his princess. He hoped Yan Yan could replace the crystals with real diamonds.

The boy and the designer agreed that he would accompany the girl for the final fitting and "privately" settle the cost of the diamonds with Yan Yan.

Yan Yan gladly accepted the proposal; this was her first wedding dress commission, and she had put a lot of thought into this garment.

Under the premise of not causing any psychological burden to the girl, the suggestion to make the wedding dress even more perfect was something Yan Yan had no reason to oppose.

But fate always seemed to enjoy playing cruel jokes on this girl.

Her tragedy did not stop at the moment she was abandoned by her parents.

Two months before the wedding, two days before the fifth fitting, her fiancé died in a car accident while going to see her perform her hundredth Black Swan "Whip Turn."

The girl did not arrive at Yan Yan’s studio for the final fitting at the agreed time.

The studio called her many times but could not get through.

It was only when Yan Yan tried to contact the boy that she heard of this tragedy from his relatives and friends.

The girl’s wedding dress, unclaimed, the part beyond the deposit, turned into soap bubbles.

But Yan Yan wasn’t concerned about the ultimate fate of this wedding dress.

At Yan Yan’s request, the studio staff did not try to find the girl who had missed the final fitting in their studio.

In such a situation, who would want to see a wedding dress that was no longer of any use?

If a designer’s eyes only saw money, then they definitely couldn’t be a designer capable of creating a good wedding gown.

Before long, Yan Yan heard that the Black Swan of the Moscow Grand Theater ballet troupe had also been replaced by another performer.

The girl had not returned to the stage, her fiancé having had the accident on his way to see her perform.

The girl felt as if heaven had abandoned her once again, and she should no longer stand on the stage that indirectly led to her fiancé’s accident.

Then, two months later, the girl suddenly appeared in the studio again, saying she wanted to see her wedding dress.

That day was supposed to be her wedding day.

No one could refuse such a request.

When they met again, the girl was no longer the sun-like child she had been.

Yan Yan didn’t know how to comfort the profound grief in the girl’s eyes.

Yan Yan had never experienced the feeling of an intense love suddenly passing away.

Yan Yan found someone who had come to France to see her and who had a similar experience to the girl to comfort her.

That person was Bao Bao—the owner of the black tuxedo.

The story from their acquaintance to their knowing each other, to the wedding Yan Yan had planned, all happened so naturally.

Yan Yan had never thought that this wedding dress would see the light of day again, just as the girl had never imagined that she would dance ballet again.

Bao Bao’s tailcoat incorporated a blend of wedding dress and suit elements.

Only a girl as handsome as Bao Bao could bring out the charm of this outfit.

The wedding, from its design to its protagonists, was wonderfully unique.

Bao Bao danced the waltz, while the girl danced ballet.

It was an enchanting combination.

In truth, Bao Bao performed only a few simple moves.

The girl had said that if Bao Bao wanted to see her back on the "Swan Lake" stage, she had to dance with her at the wedding.

Yan Yan’s stage design allowed Bao Bao’s entrance and dance to be stunning yet, mercifully, brief.

It lasted a mere thirty seconds.

For Bao Bao, who lacked a dance background, achieving this level surely required a great deal of effort.

Even though the moves were simple, executing them with such casual grace and handsomeness was by no means easy.

Soon, Bao Bao stopped dancing, took the girl by the hand, and walked to the center of the dance floor.

Spotlights focused on the girl as she rose on her toes, flawlessly displaying her ballet prowess with 36 continuous whip turns.

They were more difficult and perfect than the 100 32-turn spins she had performed on the Black Swan stage.

No one could wear such a long dress and perfectly execute Black Swan’s 32 consecutive turns, let alone 36.

The wedding marked the girl’s rebirth.

It held extraordinary significance for Bao Bao as well.

One cannot live in the past forever; if you’re unwilling to move forward, you’ll never see the beauty that the future road holds.

The girl’s foster parents, her dance troupe’s companions and friends, Bao Bao’s parents, sister and friends—all wore smiles on a "grand assembly" of faces.

The girl’s Russian parents, besides giving her a Russian name, also gave her a very distinctive Chinese name, "Hua Bayue."

As beautiful as a flower, as tough as a ruler, as pure as the moon.

They were a Russian couple with a passion for Chinese culture.

Because of their love for Chinese culture, they came to China, adopted the girl, and cherished her growth.

Everything was fine, except that the Chinese name they picked didn’t quite match the "national sentiment."

The girl’s Russian parents loved her deeply, and they adored Bao Bao, which was especially precious to Bao Bao.

Bao Bao’s wedding received everyone’s blessings.

Yan Yan had cried three times in all, and as for the reasons, Yan Yan herself couldn’t quite articulate them.

Yan Yan felt that even if it were her own wedding, she probably wouldn’t be this overwhelmed.

The second person to undergo a significant change was Qi Yi.

Qi Yi went from a miner on Wall Street to a fund manager under the Ian company, and then to an "unemployed vagabond."

Ian’s private equity fund had doubled its net value every year over the last three years.

So, when the fund’s closing period ended, Yan Yan could now redeem her investment for eight times what she had originally put in.

While Ian’s private fund value was still growing steadily, Yan Yan chose to "quit while ahead." After Qi Yi left, she redeemed her investment and no longer remained an LP (Limited Partner) with Ian’s fund.

The unemployed Qi Yi, after returning to Wenzhou from New York, lazed around at home, becoming a couch potato.

Over the past year, Qi Yi still hadn’t managed to fully triumph in the battles with his mother.