Chapter 744 Laney''s Opinion


    Mrs. Harding was surprised to see J speak up for Laney. She was stunned for a few seconds


    and then turned her head to look at Laney, who was seated next to her.


    Although Laney made good progress these days, she was still a far cry from the ideal daughter-in -


    law, especially with regards to taste. It was difficult to train something like that in so short a time.


    So when they came to the studio today, Mrs. Harding had already painted a picture in her head of


    the dress she wanted for Laney and didn''t intend to ask for Laney''s thoughts.


    But now that J brought it up, Mrs. Harding couldn''t pretend she was deaf. She smiled at Laney


    and asked gently, "Well, Laney? What do you think?"


    Laney nced around the swatches of fabric in the studio. After a few seconds of silence, she said


    elegantly, "Well, I have only one thought. The color of Garrett''s suit should be a darker one."


    Hearing that, all the designers present fell silent.


    It seemed that everyone was waiting for Mrs. Harding to speak.


    Dalores had already looked into Laney''s background. The future Mrs. Harding was not from a rich


    family and used to be an ordinary bodyguard before. The Harding family only let her in because


    their son had insisted.


    Dalores could figure that Mrs. Harding was not satisfied with her daughter-inw, and the person


    who had thest say was still Mrs. Harding herself.


    Hearing this, Dalores chuckled and then turned to look at Mrs. Harding apologetically. To Laney, she


    said condescendingly, "It''s probably because you don''t know much about fashion, but dark color


    fabrics are usually old-fashioned. Mr. Harding is still very young. We don''t want to dress him up like


    an old man, do we? You should listen to your elders more."


    Mrs. Harding was drinking coffee as Dalores spoke and she frowned imperceptibly upon hearing her


    words.


    J resisted the urge to roll her eyes and countered, "There are also many dark-colored couture


    clothing that don''t make people look old. Remember the suit made of ck velvet decorated with


    pearls and sapphire? That design''s a timeless ssic and has always been the star of fashion


    shows."


    Dalores pulled a long face. "You''re too young. What do you know? How many shows have you


    watched? Stop talking nonsense in front of our clients."


    Why was J always stirring up trouble? Dalores was really furious!


    She was busy trying to butter up Mrs. Harding, yet J kept trying to steal the spotlight. It was


    disgusting!


    J ignored Dalores and looked straight at Laney. "May I ask you a question?"


    J''s serious attitude confused Laney somewhat. J had never spoken to her like this before.


    "Please." Laney nodded graciously.


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    "Why do you think your husband''s suit will look better if it''s dark?"


    Laney answered promptly, "Because my husband''s ties are usually bright-colored. That''s just his


    signature. I think if he were here today, he would''ve made the same choice." After she finished


    speaking, she nced at Mrs. Harding warily.


    Mrs. Harding smiled and nodded at Laney in approval.


    She had always thought that Laney was rash and careless, but she actually was very observant and


    clearly cared about Garrett.


    Laney''s simple words moved Mrs. Harding. And although Laney wasn''t up to Mrs. Harding''s


    standards, she could feel that Laney loved her son deeply and knew him very well.


    Thinking of this, Mrs. Harding held a newfound respect for her daughter-inw.


    "Well, just do what she says. She''s my son''s wife and knows him best." Mrs. Harding was actually


    quite proud of the way she dealt with Laney.


    She hated the notion of the evil mother-inw who persecuted their daughter-inw. She found it


    distasteful, and she knew that it''d only push her son away if she made things difficult for Laney.


    After saying that, Mrs. Harding nodded at Laney.


    "Well done, my girl."


    After praising her, Mrs. Harding noticed that J had actually helped Laney out just now.


    She then looked at J and asked seriously, "What''s your name?"


    "It''sJLarson. Nice to meetyou, Mrs. Harding." As soon as Mrs. Harding heard the name, a trace


    of surprise shed through her eyes.