"Okay."
Lian Qingyang never argued with Tang Yue. He said, "Sister, I’ll have them discuss the work uniforms with Uncle, but I heard there’s talk about making school uniforms. Do you have any thoughts on this?"
"School uniforms?"
Tang Yue thought hard. It seed that over the past few years, there had been preparations for school uniforms, and soon schools, both big and small, would be unified in their attire. It was indeed a business bound to profit.
Mingyue Clothing Factory, whether in Wangjiang County or Jing City, only needed to dedicate one production line to make enough school uniforms.
"Yeah, I just heard others talking about it, and I think Uncle’s factory is quite skilled at this, isn’t it?" Lian Qingyang had co across this news before, but didn’t pay it much mind. Now that uniforms were ntioned, he thought of school uniforms as well.
The clothing factory owned by Uncle, in which Tang Yue also had a share, would prosper and bring more money to Sister if its business bood. Since she wouldn’t accept his gifts, an indirect way would be to help make the factory successful.
"There are more than just our clothing factory in Jing City," Tang Yue replied with a smile. The business was good, but Mingyue wasn’t the only clothing factory in Jing City.
"But the quality of Mingyue Clothing is evident," Lian Qingyang believed his family’s factory was excellent in every way.
Listening to the back-and-forth between the siblings, ng Siyu got up and brought Chenchen out.
"Si Yu, don’t disturb their conversation." Mo Xiaolin was playing with Zaozao and Chenchen with a little cloth tiger, making the children laugh. ng Siyu then took the child away.
Seeing ng Siyu carry the child to the living room, Mo Xiaolin said nothing more and used the little cloth tiger to entertain Zaozao. "Zaozao, look here."
The bright yellow cloth tiger caught Zaozao’s attention, her laughter filled with glee.
anwhile, ng Siyu held Chenchen, drawing Jin Yan’s gaze. Though she was eager to interact with Chenchen, he was in ng Siyu’s arms, so Jin Yan could only look at Chenchen with longing eyes.
"Sister, my aunt and the others are coming in a few days. Would you like to go see them? My aunt’s belly is quite big now." Lian Qingyang ntioned that the Lian Family would be coming to Jing City soon, filled with excitent and joy.
"Sure." Tang Yue nodded. When she last saw Lian Tong during the New Year, her belly was already quite large. But before she could say anything else, ng Siyu’s daughter caught her attention.
"Chenchen, why are you so happy?" Tang Yue held Chenchen’s little hand. Chenchen was growing more and more, with big, shiny eyes that were exceptionally cute, and her chubby, soft little face looked just like a doll from a New Year painting.
"Oh my, our Chenchen is truly adorable."
When Tang Yue played with her daughter, she forgot about everything else. She said, "Xiao Yang, it’s getting late. You should take Xiao Yan ho, or her family might worry."
"Xiao Yan, rember to change your clothes at the studio. What you’re wearing now is too thin, don’t catch a cold." Tang Yue reminded Jin Yan beside her. It’s not that she didn’t want Jin Yan to stay, but Jin Yan’s family was waiting for her to return.
"Sister Xiao Yue, no worries, I have clothes." Jin Yan waved the thick cotton coat in her hand. With the long coat on, except for her feet which felt a bit cold, the rest was fine.
"Earlier, didn’t she refuse to go ho, but now she’s in a hurry to leave."
Lian Qingyang mumbled, not knowing why Jin Yan had co over in the first place.
"Lian Xiaoyang, what are you mumbling?" Jin Yan approached.
Lian Qingyang shook his head. "It’s nothing."
"Aren’t you going ho? Hurry up, I still need to co back and sleep." Lian Qingyang grabbed the keys and headed out.
"Take it easy," Tang Yue reminded them to slow down.
As she watched their departing figures, Tang Yue couldn’t help but shake her head and smile, saying, "Si Yu, don’t they seem like a quarrelso pair? They argue every ti they et, Lian Xiaoyang? Goldie? Only they would have such nicknas."
Thinking about the possibility of Jin Yan becoming Lian Qingyang’s wife, Tang Yue was very pleased. Jin Yan had been by her side, understanding much of her personality. Jin Yan seed gentle but had her own opinions, clearly knowing what she liked and disliked, not two-faced.
Additionally, Jin Yan got along well with Zhang Hualian, so there wouldn’t be any mother-in-law and daughter-in-law issues in the future.
"Let them deal with their own matters. Wife, Chenchen is hungry." ng Siyu smiled contentedly. Now that those botherso people were gone, he carried Chenchen to the room for feeding and brought Zaozao back.
Tang Yue fed Chenchen, then Zaozao when her milk wasn’t enough, before making formula.
After eating, Zaozao and Chenchen slept soundly.
ng Siyu carried Tang Yue to bed to rest. After so loving, Tang Yue lay back and rubbed against his chin, asking, "Did you bring Chenchen over on purpose today, then coaxed them to sleep, to make this easier for you?"
"How can you say that? Isn’t it helping my wife?" ng Siyu replied earnestly, holding Tang Yue’s soft body, feeling incredibly happy. He said, "I can’t let you go hungry, right?"
Tang Yue: "..."
He made her sound like so kind of pervert.
"By the way, I have so good news for you." ng Siyu kissed her forehead, saying, "Li Wei and they are getting engaged."
"So soon?" Tang Yue lifted her head in surprise. From the mont they t until now, it hadn’t even been a month...
"It’s not too soon. Both Li Wei and they are twenty-seven or twenty-eight. Others get married earlier, and their kids would be buying soy sauce by now." ng Siyu gently brushed her nose. Her surprised look was just too adorable.
"Is Zhao Xiangqian going to be depressed?" Tang Yue suddenly thought of Zhao Xiangqian, who had pursued Sun Qing for several months. Ever since Zaozao and Chenchen’s full month, Zhao Xiangqian had taken a liking to Sun Qing. But in these two months, it seed like there had been no progress between Zhao Xiangqian and Sun Qing, right?
Yet Li Wei and Yan Dong...
had already made progress.
*
As for Zhao Xiangqian, he was indeed just as Tang Yue thought, incredibly depressed. Especially knowing that Li Wei and Yan Dong were planning to get engaged around Little New Year, Zhao Xiangqian’s frustration deepened.
Zhao Xiangqian couldn’t go out at night, so he could only rely on phone calls. But there was no phone in the shop, so he had to wait until Sun Qing was ho to call, and even then, he had to pick the right ti.
Standing in the cold wind, Zhao Xiangqian estimated when Sun Qing would be ho and then called. Fortunately, it was Sun Qing who had just arrived ho who answered.
"Hello." Sun Qing set her things down. Even without hearing a voice, she could guess who it was.
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