He held Li Yixue’s hand and couldn’t help but look at the beauty in front of him who was about the same height as her. He sighed and said, “I didn’t expect you to change so much in just a few years. You’ve changed so much after learning fashion design. Your taste in clothes and aura have completely changed. If I hadn’t looked carefully just now, I wouldn’t have recognized you!”

“I can’t compare to you. You look good in everything. I’m so jealous.”

Li Yixue smiled as she pulled the suitcase with one hand and walked outside. “Let’s go back first and find a place to talk.”

“Okay.”

Qiao Ruoxi was very happy to have a good friend like Li Yixue in her life.

She was so close to Li Yixue that she even knew about her secret.

Li Yixue’s secret was only told to her. No one knew that she was the adopted daughter of the Tang family. Her official name was Tang Yixue.

But Li Yixue would always correct her: [Remember, my surname is not Tang. I have nothing to do with the Tang family anymore. My name is Li Yixue.]

Qiao Ruoxi did not know why her relationship with the Tang family was broken, nor did she know the real reason why she left crying and went abroad to study. She only knew that no matter what Li Yixue’s name was, she was her best friend.

She liked Li Yixue’s character. She did not have the air of a rich young lady. Instead, she was like a shrew.

Five years ago, when the Qiao family fell, everyone avoided them as if they were the plague. But Li Yixue did not. She still treated her as her best friend.

She had even lent her money during her most difficult time. Qiao Ruoxi would forever remember the kindness she had given her when she needed it most.

She had once sworn that whenever Li Yixue needed her, she would do anything for her.

On the way back, Li Yixue couldn’t help but ask, “I saw you carrying a shirt. Whose is it?”

“Uh…”

How should she explain it?

Qiao Ruoxi wanted to rub Mu Yunli’s suit into her bag, but she was worried that it would spoil the expensive suit, so she could only keep hugging it.

Li Yixue had learned fashion design and was very familiar with the quality and style of clothes. She immediately realized that the suit in her hand was not an ordinary suit.

She grabbed it and took a look at the label on the collar, only to gasp in shock. “Oh my god…”

“What’s wrong?” Qiao Ruoxi asked, at a loss for what to do.

“Xiao Kebai!”

Li Yixue was very excited. She held the clothes in her hands as if she had seen a god she looked up to in her heart. Her face was full of admiration and she said, “The designer I admire the most, Xiao Kebai. This handmade suit was made by him.”

Qiao Ruoxi craned her neck to look at the complicated design on the collar. She did not understand it. She only knew about jewelry, but she was not very knowledgeable in fashion.

But she remembered that all of Feng Yunan’s suits were branded with this design.

How interesting. The two men had exactly the same taste in clothes.

‘Do all rich men like this brand?’

“Xixi, do you know how much this suit is worth?” Li Yixue asked.

Qiao Ruoxi thought about Mu Yunli’s net worth. It definitely wouldn’t cost just a few thousand yuan for one dress but at least over ten thousand yuan. Given his extravagance, there would be another zero.

“A hundred thousand?”

“A hundred thousand is just a fraction, okay? Each of Xiao Kebai’s works is a treasure. They are worth at least ten million.”

Li Yixue touched the suit lovingly and praised.

‘Ten million?’

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