Chapter 183 - 183: The Battle of the Costume

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The servant was taken aback, but she still answered truthfully, “It was sent by the Fu Family.”

Song Yin hadn’t expected Song Fan to receive an invitation to the banquet. The smile vanished from her face. “Did Song Fan express a desire to attend?”

She abandoned any pretense, addressing Song Fan directly by her name. Though the servant sensed something amiss, she replied, “Eldest Miss mentioned that she had already prepared her outfit and intends to attend the banquet.’

Song Yin hurried over and inquired, “What outfit did she prepare? Did you see

The servant, startled by Song Yin’s unusual behavior, nearly stumbled but managed to regain her composure. She stammered, “Eldest Miss didn’t involve me in her preparations. She mentioned that she had everything ready for a while.”

Song Yin huffed and muttered, “It seems she’s determined to make a lasting impression at the banquet. I won’t let her have her way.”

With that, Song Yin rushed back to her room, leaving the perplexed servant behind. She had no idea what Second Miss had in mind.

Song Yin grabbed her phone and contacted Meng Yu. “Mom, I need the contact information for your previous fashion designer.”

“Are you looking for a custom-made gown? But that usually takes time,” Meng Yu replied gently.

Song Yin insisted, “As long as it can be done quickly, I don’t care about the cost. I must outshine everyone at the banquet.”

In the end, Meng Yu provided Song Yin with the designer’s contact information. They believed that with enough money, anything was possible.

When Kevin received the call, he rolled his eyes. “My designs take time; they’re not mass-produced on an assembly line. I’ve never seen you so I’m unable to remotely design a gown; it doesn’t align with your style.”

Song Yin thought he was dissatisfied with the price, she said, “I’m willing to pay ten times the usual rate if you can design it within three days. If you’re not satisfied, we can negotiate.”

Kevin, an independent designer with his show in F Country, was in high demand. People lined up to have him design their clothes because his designs had a magical ability to enhance a person’s beauty and charm.

Meng Yu had worn one of Kevin’s gowns to a company event the previous year, making headlines in A City. The entire article praised her beauty and elegance.

Song Yin hoped to use Kevin’s design to overshadow Song Fan, confident that her sister wouldn’t measure up.

However, Kevin’s personality had always been disdainful of such matters. He didn’t need money, so there was no reason for him to tarnish his reputation or lower his standards by casually designing a garment. If it were known that he had designed something beneath his usual standards, it would certainly have given people the impression that he had lost his talent.

“I’m sorry, Miss Song, but I can’t agree to your request. If you’d like a dress, please make an appointment in advance, and I’ll design it personally for you,” he firmly declined.

Song Yin seethed with anger. “How dare a mere designer be so arrogant? Sooner or later, I’ll make you beg me to wear your clothes!”

Despite her anger, Song Yin still wanted a flawless gown. She reached out to various designers, requesting design sketches, even if she didn’t intend to select their designs in the end, she would need to pay for it. But Song Yin was unbothered. Her sole goal was to outshine Song Fan at the banquet.

Song Fan remained oblivious to Song Yin’s efforts to secure a dress. Song Kai had already got her belongings back to the Song Family. She casually selected a sweater and jeans, nodding in satisfaction. “This will do.”

Then, she refocused her attention on ‘Future City,’ preparing for the upcoming competition.

The global server competition in ‘Future City’ was a highly anticipated event in the gaming world. Many remembered Sunflower’s previous performances and eagerly anticipated her next moves.

Song Fan had severed contact with Hua Yue in preparation for the competition. She didn’t want to receive any information about the game. She wanted to win on her own merits.

When she logged in, she received a message in the chat room. Xu Yuan had messaged her, saying, “You’re finally here. We’ve been waiting for you for quite a while.”

Excitement filled Xu Yuan as he awaited Song Fan’s response. He and the others were situated in the MD building, with access to the fastest internet connection available, ensuring they could watch the match in real time..