Wei Ying blinked in surprise at this offer, then started to blush. His heart fluttered with hope and yearning for the dress and for Lan Zhan. He wanted to go to this ball with him, to wear the gown and to dazzle everyone, to make everyone jealous but to dance only with Lan Zhan.

"Lan Zhan, it's too much," he argued, pouting a little at him because while the offer was very nice, it was more than he could accept. He'd never be able to repay Lan Wangji for something like that. "I cannot accept such generosity."

But when he saw that Lan Zhan's face was completely earnest with this offer, Wei Ying faltered. He did want the gown, especially so that he could look beautiful for Lan Zhan. No one else's attention mattered. He wanted most of all to capture Lan Zhan's attention so that he could never look away. "Ah, Lan Zhan... You're serious about this?"

Finally starting to smile, Wei Ying relaxed a little. "You really are my sugar daddy, Lan Zhan."

Letting go of him, Wei Ying went back and picked up the dress, folding it carefully so that the delicate chains wouldn't tangle. He brought it to Lan Zhan, offering it to him so that he could see the number if he needed to reconsider. "Lan Zhan, it's really okay. I only wanted to play dress up, anyway. You should save your money."