Si Yiyan lowered his head and massaged the soles of her feet: "Your dress is very beautiful and suits you very well. I thought I wouldn't have the chance to see you wear it in person today, but... it's amazing!"
He mastered the weaving craft of Phoenix brocade. He had someone prepare this dress as soon as he knew she was going to hold an introduction dinner. The dress was designed and custom-made by the Henry Poole family at 15 Savile Row in London, England. Even the matching jewelry was specially designed and custom-made, and it is one of a kind in the world.
Wen Xinya was shocked. She didn't expect that this dress was actually given by him. "Why do you have to act mysterious when giving me something?"
Si Yiyan laughed softly: "It's just that I haven't found the opportunity to tell you."
Wen Xinya couldn't help but think of the five sets of accessories that Saint Jolan had given her before, and asked quickly, "Were the five sets of accessories that Saint Jolan had given you before also given by you?"
Si Yiyan looked at her with a half-smile: "Well, I know you are Mr. Mo's granddaughter, so I paid more attention to you. That gift can be regarded as a meeting gift."
He would never tell her that when she walked towards Wen Yuya with the proud steps of a peacock and her peerless charm, that posture was imprinted on his heart. That step was like stepping on his heart, heavy and resolute, leaving an indelible mark.
Only then did I realize that he had been paying attention to her long before he moved into my grandfather's house. No wonder he was polite to her on the first day they met, but his tone was familiar. My heart softened slightly: "The dress is very beautiful, I like it very much."
Wen Xinya then realized that Si Yiyan was wearing a silver-gray suit with dark gold patterns embroidered on the collar and hem. The craftsmanship was very similar to the dress she was wearing. The dark gold handkerchief folded in his chest pocket was slightly protruding, and the accessories on her body, the tie clip on his chest, and the cufflinks on his suit all seemed to be from the same brand.
Whether it is clothes or accessories, they are all matched with each other!
His behavior was so obvious, but she hadn't noticed it before. Wen Xinya secretly cursed herself for being careless.
"I didn't expect that this dress would win your praise. The Henry Poole family is indeed worthy of its reputation." Si Yiyan was very happy that the thing he gave her was affirmed by her. She decided that all her clothes would be custom-made by the Henry Poole family in the future.
"Is it that Henry Poole?" Wen Xinya asked uncertainly.
"There are many Henry Pooles in this world. How many of them are world-famous? And are they specialized in custom-made top-quality clothing?" Si Yiyan asked with a smile.
Wen Xinya was extremely shocked: "Doesn't the Henry Poole family specialize in custom-making clothes for the royal families of various countries?"
Savile Row is located in London and has been a commercial street since 1695. The Henry Poole tailor family on this street makes this street mean the best tailors, and all the tailoring processes of the Henry Poole tailor family are completed by hand stitch by stitch.
Since Henry became the official designer of the French emperor in 1856, Poole's shop has been authorized by the royal families of dozens of countries. His customers include the Prince of Wales, the King of Egypt, Queen Victoria, the Japanese royal family, Queen Elizabeth II, Napoleon, Churchill, Charles de Gaulle, etc. Even the great British writer Dickens, who is as famous as Shakespeare, is his loyal customer.
To have a set of clothes designed by such a tailor family, the price is secondary. What is more important is that this reputation and quality are symbols of identity and status.
Si Yiyan kissed her and left, laughing softly, "It's just a dress. Seeing you making such a fuss, you will understand later that what I can do for you, will do for you, and am willing to do for you is far more than you can imagine."
A dress is nothing.
Feeling that her feet were not as stiff as before, he reluctantly picked up her feet and put them into slippers: "Are your feet more comfortable now?"
Wen Xinya nodded: "After massaging it for a while, I feel it is not as painful as before."
Si Yiyan frowned and said, "Remember to apply some ointment to relax your muscles and bones when you go back, so you will get better faster."
"Okay!" Wen Xinya felt a little warm in her heart, and her feet were surrounded by the soft touch. She was so comfortable that she almost moaned: "By the way, when are you leaving?"
"We'll be leaving soon. If we stay too long, our whereabouts might be revealed." Si Yiyan said with some regret. It was a pity that he couldn't stay with her longer.
She felt that he would not stay long, because the aura floating around him did not give her the slightest sign of stability, but she still frowned slightly when she saw him in such a hurry: "You must be very tired from rushing back and forth like this. You shouldn't have come to my introduction dinner."
Si Yiyan smiled and said, "I'm so glad that I came here, otherwise I would never find out how outstanding the girl I like is, and I would never understand how much I have to cherish her to keep her by my side. Xinya... your performance today was really good! Very good!"
Such an affirmative tone made Wen Xinya's eyes slightly wet. His tone was full of affirmation, pity and various complex emotions, but strangely she understood the understanding in his words, as if he knew the grievances, sadness, despair and anxiety in her heart: "I know too, I'm fine!"
Si Yiyan picked her up and put her on his lap, holding her tightly with his arms and pressing her against his chest. "Let me hold you for a while."
Wen Xinya wanted to struggle, but after hearing his slightly tired voice, her heart softened for no reason. She leaned on his chest obediently, feeling his heaving chest and his violent heartbeat, and her face became hot again.
Si Yiyan reached out and gently fiddled with the earrings beside her ears, and whispered in her ear: "I sent your adoptive parents to Africa. No one will find them, and you will never see them again."
When talking about her adoptive parents, Si Yiyan's eyes flashed with a cold light that seemed to solidify into substance. What kept echoing in his mind was the scene of the beastly couple scolding and beating Xinya. He simply couldn't imagine how she had survived the past fifteen years.
Wen Xinya was speechless for a long time before she said with emotion: "Thank you!"
He was moving too fast. He had already taken action within just a few hours. She couldn't help but think of the previous scandal. He also delivered the information to her as soon as possible.
She felt very touched in her heart, she knew that such a man was powerful, if he wanted to break her wings and take her under his wing, she would have no room to resist, but he did not do so, he always knew how to handle her affairs, he did not interfere, nor did he stand idly by, she felt respected.
She needs to walk her own path, not have anyone else walk it for her!
No matter how strong others are, they are always others. After experiencing the previous life, she clearly understood that only when she is strong can she protect everything that belongs to her.
Si Yiyan sighed: "It's just a small favor, this is all I can do for you."