Transmigrated to Another World and Doted on by Everyone!-Chapter 63: The Birthday Banquet Begins

Chapter 63: The Birthday Banquet Begins
Even though it was currently displayed on a mannequin, the tailoring was so smooth and precise that it brought out every flattering line, perfectly emphasizing the model’s build.
The accessories were just as refined, it was a delicate bow tie under the crisp collar and a finely crafted brooch pinned to the chest.
The entire set clearly cost a fortune.
It was so impeccably designed that even Rong Zishan who had little interest in fashion couldn’t help but be impressed.
He pointed at the white suit and asked, "Xiaoyu, what do you think of this one? Do you want to try it on?"
But before Rong Xingyu could say anything, the store manager’s expression turned slightly awkward.
"Mr. Rong, I’m sorry," he said politely. "That suit was already reserved this morning."
Hearing that, Rong Zishan clicked his tongue irritably, like someone whose favorite toy had just been taken away. "Who reserved it?"
The manager gave a nervous little smile. "It was reserved by your younger brother."
Rong Zishan’s first reaction was confusion, Xiaoyu had reserved it? That couldn’t be right.
Then it hit him, oh, right, he had another younger brother.
"Fourth Brother, I think that one looks really nice. What do you think?"
Seeing Rong Zishan’s face darken, Rong Xingyu quickly spoke up to distract him.
He pointed to another suit nearby and this one was simpler in design. It has a deep blue color that was so dark that it was almost black.
It looked like the deepest shade of the night sky.
Rong Zishan frowned and studied it for a moment. He rubbed his chin thoughtfully before saying, "That one’s fine too, I guess. Honestly, I can’t really tell much difference between the two anyway."
Rong Xingyu: "..."
He had been staring at the suits for so long, yet apparently, Rong Zishan couldn’t even tell the difference between the two!
After changing into the suit, Rong Xingyu stood in front of the mirror and quietly studying his reflection.
Even though the design of the suit was simple, the fine fabric and flawless craftsmanship gave it an elegant and expensive feeling.
And when it was worn by Rong Xingyu, the effect was even more striking.
He was like someone born to wear such clothes. He has a perfect figure with a narrow waist, long legs, and a lean but not fragile build.
The suit didn’t overpower him; instead, it enhanced his presence. When he walked out in it, the people around wouldn’t be looking at the clothes, they’d be looking at him.
Rong Xingyu sat obediently in the chair as the stylist began to fix his hair.
He hadn’t realized until today that attending a formal banquet meant every strand of hair needed to be perfectly in place.
And tonight, he wasn’t just attending, he was one of the main stars of the event.
The stylist lightly curled his bangs and brushed them aside, revealing part of his forehead.
That small change completely shifted his aura, he no longer looked just gentle and harmless, but refined and captivating.
Just then, the dressing room door was knocked open.
Rong Xingyu turned around and saw Rong Zhenqiao who is dressed neatly in a dark suit.
When Rong Zhenqiao saw him, a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
"Xiaoyu, are you ready?" he asked warmly.
Rong Xingyu nodded his head. He then stood up and walking toward him.
Rong Zhenqiao took his hand gently and said, "Come on, let’s go out together."
As they reached the stairs, a figure in white was already standing there.
It was Rong Zhihao.
He was wearing the very same pure white suit that Rong Xingyu had seen in the boutique a few days earlier.
The craftsmanship was undeniably flawless,
and as the family’s golden boy, Rong Zhihao’s appearance was naturally perfect, no one could find fault with it.
And yet, for some reason, it looked as though the suit was wearing him, not the other way around.
When Rong Zhihao saw Rong Xingyu walking side by side with Rong Zhenqiao, he smiled politely.
Then, noticing the deep blue suit Rong Xingyu was wearing, his smile deepened even more.
He reached up to adjust his bow tie and said casually,
"I heard you liked this suit too. Sorry about that, if I’d known, I would’ve let you have it first."
As he spoke, he even stuck out his tongue in a playful, apologetic way.
"It’s fine..." Rong Xingyu shook his head, showing he didn’t mind, though inside he found the whole thing a bit strange.
To him, it was just a piece of clothing what was the big deal? There was no need to make it sound like some kind of precious treasure.
Rong Zhenqiao who is watching his two younger brothers finally acting more civil toward each other not like before when they were at each other’s throats felt quietly relieved and pleased.
Rong Zhenqiao reached out and gently patted both of his younger brothers on the head.
After thinking for a long while, the straight laced older brother finally managed to come up with something to say.
"Tonight, both of you are the stars. You both look great."
He still remembered Rong Zishan mentioning before that Rong Xingyu didn’t really like this kind of social occasion.
So, he leaned a bit closer to Rong Xingyu and added softly,
"Later, I’ll just take you two to make an appearance. If you’re not comfortable, you can go talk with your old friends and relax a bit. Spend time with people your own age. Everything else, leave it to your big brother."
Rong Xingyu: "...Ah?"
Old friends?
He didn’t really know any of the people the original him used to hang out with!
Rong Xingyu followed beside his oldest brother, while Rong Zhihao walked on the other side.
The three of them descended the grand staircase together.
Downstairs, the brightly lit hall shimmered with crystal lights.
When the main stars of the evening appeared, the well dressed guests men and women whose chatting and laughing immediately turned to look their way.