Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 604 - 584: The Bride in a Baroque Waltz

The wedding gown trailed the floor, with layers upon layers, smooth curves, and sheer, soft tulle that embraced the ketone body as if becoming one with the flesh.

"Is this the ’Baroque Waltz’ by F. Wang?" Jiayi’s eyes lit up as she thought she was seeing things.

If memory served her right, the ’Baroque Waltz,’ from design to tailoring to craftsmanship, was solely completed by F. Wang, with no other work surpassing it to date, symbolizing the golden era of F. Wang’s creations.

F. Wang once publicly announced that the ’Baroque Waltz’ would never be for sale and didn’t even allow models to wear it during the bridal gown tour, stating that he hadn’t yet seen a model who could embody the essence of the ’Baroque Waltz.’

This wedding dress is now preserved in a museum in Paris, showcased as a classic for public admiration.

During her time at Yun University, for students majoring in fashion design, the ultimate dream was to one day visit the Paris Museum to behold the world-famous ’Baroque Waltz.’

Now not only had she seen it, but it was also the wedding gown he had given her.

While Jiayi stood in shock, the saleswoman had already begun speaking, "Miss Chu has good eyesight. Indeed, this ’Baroque Waltz’ is not only F. Wang’s most proud work but also his final masterpiece."

"Final masterpiece?" Jiayi was surprised.

Although F. Wang was no longer too young, over forty years old was considered the prime of life, certainly not the age for retirement.

However, as someone in the clothing industry, Jiayi naturally followed news about F. Wang.

She had seen in a fashion design magazine that F. Wang, in an interview, had expressed that he had reached the pinnacle of the industry and had the idea of retiring at his most glorious, to thoroughly enjoy life.

If that were true, then this ’Baroque Waltz’ was even more precious.

It could be regarded as a unique, timeless bridal gown design.

As it turned out, the world’s wealthy had once fiercely bid for this wedding dress at high prices, and even members of the Thai Royal Family had wanted to purchase the ’Baroque Waltz’ for a wedding, yet F. Wang had rejected them all.

Jiayi didn’t know how Huo Zhenyang had managed to persuade F. Wang, nor did she know how much this ’Baroque Waltz’ had cost.

In any case, this wedding gown really belonged to her now.

Xiaoqin, seeing her silent, smiled and said, "The wedding gown was air-shipped from Europe to China last night, and the Boss sent a team to escort it the entire way, ensuring that the gown would not be damaged."

"Miss Chu, please try it on first. If there are any size issues, we will alter it in advance." Several saleswomen led Jiayi inside.

This ’Baroque Waltz’ had a unique allure; no woman would refuse it.

Especially Jiayi, who had long yearned for this wedding dress.

To try it on was a rare opportunity indeed!

To not do so would be foolish.

She did not refuse. After hesitating for just two or three seconds, she followed the saleswomen into the fitting room.

Xiaoqin exhaled a sigh of relief, thinking that the Boss was simply too clever, too understanding of Miss Chu’s desires. How could Miss Chu reject her idol’s work? And there she was, dutifully trying on the wedding dress.

Meanwhile, a middle-aged shop assistant outside the bridal store was walking in while frowning and instructing a young girl, "Hey, hey, can you hurry up... be careful, be careful! You’re so clumsy! These are all accessories, like the headpieces and gloves, that go with the ’Baroque Waltz.’ If you damage them, you won’t be able to afford the compensation even with years of your salary! Really, such a fuss over a little task... Tsk, tsk. To think you’re a university graduate from a prestigious school, and you used to be a designer assistant in a big company, yet you can’t even handle a server’s job properly."

The young girl behind her was probably in her early twenties, wearing the sales clerk uniform of the bridal shop, looking embarrassed from being scolded by her senior co-worker. Desperate to keep her job, she had no choice but to swallow her humiliation and put on a forced smile, "Yes, yes, I know..."

The girl followed her colleague to the back room.

Xiaoqin saw the clerk bringing over the bridal accessories and said, "Put them down, Miss Chu is still trying on dresses inside."

The girl set down the bridal accessories and, hearing the words "Miss Chu," she felt a sudden stir and lifted her head.

"Okay, let Miss Chu take her time trying them on, we’ll step out first," the slightly older clerk said respectfully and then shot a glance at the young girl next to her, signaling her to leave.

Snapping back to reality, the girl followed her colleague out. As soon as they turned the corner and moved away from the dressing room, she asked in a low voice, "Liu Jie, who is the bride-to-be trying on the wedding dress?"

"What’s it to you?" the middle-aged clerk replied with some impatience.

The girl hurriedly flashed a dry smile, "Nothing, I’m just very curious about a bride who can wear the ’Baroque Waltz’."

Having found a willing listener, the middle-aged clerk opened up, snorting, "The groom-to-be is Yunling City’s future mayor. The bride inside is that Miss Chu who has just been acknowledged by Mr. Huo in the news a few days ago."

The girl’s expression changed, a chilling sensation swept through her eyes as she stopped in her tracks. It really was her.

"What’s wrong? Get back to work! What are you daydreaming for?" The clerk chided when she noticed the girl standing still.

The girl uttered a couple of acknowledgments and, seeing that the middle-aged clerk had walked away, she turned back stealthily to the pathway she came from, hiding behind a wall, her eyes flickering uncertainly as she watched the dressing room.

As the sound of the dressing room door opening was heard, two clerks were already helping the bride-to-be dressed in her wedding gown to step out.

The ’Baroque Waltz’ seemed tailor-made for the young woman, fitting seamlessly over her delicate, snow-white skin, its sublime tailoring highlighting her slender waist and ample bosom, her silhouette as enchanting as a mermaid just emerged from the sea.

Xiaoqin leapt up from the sofa, her eyes shining with admiration, "Miss Chu, this wedding dress is simply perfect for you!" 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"It seems no alterations are necessary." The two clerks also kept their eyes fixed on Jiayi, unable to look away, "Miss Chu’s figure really suits this dress."

Xiaoqin joked, "It’s a pity the Boss had something today and didn’t come with us, he’s missing out on this sight."

Jiayi couldn’t care less whether he could see or not, as she stood in front of the full-length mirror, admiring the rarely seen ’Baroque Waltz’ from top to bottom. She took out her phone and decided to capture the details of the dress to study later.

Knowing she worked in fashion design, Xiaoqin guessed it was her professional interest showing, and chuckled, "Miss Chu, you don’t actually have to take pictures, this dress is meant for you."

Is that so? The day hasn’t come yet, and anything is possible.

Taking photos now wouldn’t hurt, she thought.

Jiayi continued to photograph the hem in front of the mirror.

Seeing her silent, Xiaoqin couldn’t help himself, "Miss Chu, it’s not just about the wedding dress. From now on, you are welcome at F. Wang’s anytime."

Jiayi looked up, puzzled, at Xiaoqin.

Xiaoqin clapped his hands.

A bodyguard stepped up from behind and pulled out a folder.