The business at Ruyi Cloth Shop seems to be consistently good, with many customers in the store at the moment.
Looking at the colorful ready-made clothes displayed next to the shop, Song Tingfan was momentarily dazed, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes.
He thought his sister-in-law's light yellow ruqun was quite beautiful, but it turns out there are even more beautiful ones.
Sister-in-law would definitely look good in these clothes.
Lin Qiao naturally noticed his expression, thinking he fancied the clothes at the cloth shop. She pondered for a moment, planning to buy him an outfit as a birthday gift later.
Not seeing the waiter from last time, she found another one; this waiter was much younger, around fifteen or sixteen years old, and somewhat handsome.
"Young man, could you help call the shopkeeper and tell them I'm here to deliver the designs?"
