Liu Yun took it and looked over it, somewhat dissatisfied, "This is too plain, is there nothing else?"
"Young madam, this is already the best choice," Dong Mei replied calmly, "If you're not satisfied, feel free to return it to me, it's still my favorite dress."
Liu Yun felt unwilling, but dared not make any more demands. She knew Dong Mei wouldn't give her any face right now and would likely just take the clothes back.
She glanced at Dong Mei again and noticed the silver hairpin on her head, "Dong Mei, lend me your hairpin too. Don't worry, I will return it intact once we reach Lingnan."
Dong Mei adjusted the silver hairpin on her head, "It's not that I'm stingy. It's a memento from my grandmother before she passed, something I dare not easily lend to others."
Now she understood why the missus had her bring this hairpin—it was for this moment.
Her missus truly has foresight; from now on, she must wear this hairpin every day.
