CHAPTER 258: CHAPTER 258: PRINCESS CARRY (SECOND UPDATE)

For two consecutive days, Tang Yue simply stayed at the studio, only making daily calls to check on Mo Siyu and the other two, Tang Jun.

Mo Siyu’s leg was slowly recovering, which naturally put Tang Yue’s mind at ease, allowing her to fully immerse herself in her new work.

During these two days, Tang Yue made a set of clothes for both Zhao Rou and Cheng Ziqing.

Zhao Rou’s was a pink dress with a bow at the back, reaching just to her knees and revealing her slender legs, enhancing her delicate beauty.

Cheng Ziqing’s was a set of loose knitted wear with a V-neck, paired with tight jeans.

Initially, Cheng Ziqing thought the clothes were too ordinary, but once she wore them, she realized that it was the simplicity of the attire that downplayed her prominent chest.

Choosing clothes had always been a troublesome matter for Cheng Ziqing, as that was the first thing people would notice. But now, wearing this outfit, she realized that she could also look beautiful in the right clothes, without constantly having to cover up her chest or fear others pointing fingers, and without having to wear unisex clothing.

"This... is really something." Cheng Ziqing grew fonder of it the more she looked, but felt a bit embarrassed to compliment Tang Yue thinking of her earlier pickiness.

Tang Yue hadn’t thought so much about it. In the future, everyone who saw Cheng Ziqing would definitely be envious, but now, Cheng Ziqing only wanted to hide herself. Tang Yue casually mentioned some tips about daily clothing to Cheng Ziqing.

Cheng Ziqing seemed indifferent on the surface, but she quietly took note.

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The design drafts from Tang Mingli had arrived, and the tailors were selected, Tang Yue began explaining to each tailor that only ten sets of each outfit should be made.

"Yueyue, why only make ten sets of such beautiful clothes?" Qin Anyu felt overwhelmed by their beauty, wishing she could display them all in the store; not just ten sets, but even twenty or thirty would sell out.

"Ahem." Tang Yue cleared her throat and said, "Sister An Yu, scarcity creates demand."

Qin Anyu thought about it and understood Tang Yue’s idea.

In the following days, Tang Yue stayed in the studio, where Qin Anyu had specially picked two rooms to serve as their bedrooms, working from morning till they were too sleepy at night before going to sleep.

The next day after getting up, aside from breakfast, they immediately immersed themselves into work.

In a blink of an eye, Tang Yue had been in Jing City for half a month.

Apart from the very first day accompanying Mo Siyu, Tang Yue spent the rest of her time at the Star Bright store.

Initially, Mo Siyu could see Tang Yue once a day, but in the past ten days, he could not even catch a glimpse of her.

"Is this your sister’s store?" Mo Siyu stood in front of Star Bright, the bustling street making the storefront very attractive. When Qin An initially rented this space, she particularly liked it and had put much effort into the signage.

"Yeah." Qin Anhao smiled proudly, "Si Yu, don’t say Little Yu stole your future wife; it should be your future wife who stole Little Yu. Even my grandfather says that Little Yu has been rarely coming home."

Mo Siyu glanced at him and pushed the door open.

"Welcome to Star Bright." The staff, hearing the noise, instinctively brightened with a smile, and seeing Qin Anhao and Mo Siyu in white shirts, immediately said, "The boss is upstairs in the studio."

The clerk wanted to call someone over, but Mo Siyu said, "No need."

Mo Siyu strode forward, and upon entering the store, he didn’t see the person he wanted to see, but he had already locked his gaze on the staircase.

As he reached the entrance to the stairs, he slowed his pace, and as the stairs were carpeted, his steps were silent.

He could faintly hear Qin Anyu and Tang Yue’s voices. Listening to those familiar voices, Mo Siyu slowed down even more, afraid of disturbing their conversation.

His gaze moved upwards; the upstairs studio was simply designed yet lacked nothing. In view were various fabrics and mannequins, and atop a large worktable, Tang Yue, in casual beige clothes with her hair casually tied up, was intently cutting the fabric with large scissors, held adeptly in her small hands.

Mo Siyu didn’t rush forward but stood to the side, watching intently; he knew she had partnered with Tang Mingli to open a clothing factory, but he had never seen Tang Yue making clothes before.

Qin Anhao, who was right behind him, also slowed down when he saw Mo Siyu standing by.

"Brother, when did you get here?" Qin Anyu looked up to see Qin Anhao walking up the stairs, and further to the side was Mo Siyu, impeccably dressed in a white shirt.

"Brother Mo." Qin Anyu instinctively looked towards Tang Yue.

Brother Mo.

When Tang Yue heard this, she immediately looked up and saw Mo Siyu, dressed in a sleek suit, standing there with his deep, dark eyes locked on her. A flicker of joy passed through her eyes, "You can stand now?"

Tang Yue had forgotten that she was still holding scissors.

Mo Siyu quickly stepped forward, took the scissors from her hands, and said, "Xiao Yue, be careful, you still have scissors in your hand."

"Hehe, it’s fine," Tang Yue said nonchalantly, releasing her grip and standing beside Mo Siyu, examining his legs, "Are your legs all healed? Did the doctor say you could stand? Are you sure it’s completely fine?"

Tang Yue asked several questions in a row, clearly worried.

"I can even carry you," Mo Siyu responded.

Tang Yue was startled and even before she could object, she was already scooped up by Mo Siyu in a princess carry. She hastily clung to his shoulders, anxiously saying, "Put me down quickly, your leg just healed, you should take care of it more, why show off like this?"

"It’s fine," Mo Siyu said as he carried her around the room.

"Wow wow wow~" Qin Anyu said with a face full of envy, "Yueyue, I’ve always heard my brother say that Brother Mo is always so serious, but looking at it now, it’s not about being serious, it’s clearly about speaking differently depending on who it is."

Petty, just because he looked at her a few more times, does he need to declare ownership like that?

The corner of Qin Anho’s mouth involuntarily twitched.

Tang Yue, who was already shy, blushed like a cooked shrimp when teased by Qin Anyu, and she glared at him, signaling for him to put her down quickly.

As if Mo Siyu hadn’t had enough, he carried her around the large worktable before setting her back down, he said, "Xiao Yue, I just wanted to see if you have lost weight, spending all day working here without caring about eating?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Anyu immediately objected, "Brother Mo, that’s not fair. Yueyue and I eat three meals and a soup daily here, and we take good care of our nutrition. I certainly haven’t let Yueyue starve."