The next day, Jiang Mianmian drew the design for the dress and started making it with Aunt Sun.
Cough, it was mainly Aunt Sun who was doing the work while she assisted; after all, the dress was complicated and delicate, unlike a shirt which is easier to make.
Aunt Sun had been making clothes for half of her life, and she was extremely skilled with the sewing machine, much better than Jiang Mianmian.
One had inspiration and ideas, and the other had strong practical skills, and in less than three days, they finished the dress.
When the garment was completed, Aunt Sun was astonished by the finished product.
"Mianmian, you’re so talented. Even professional tailors can’t make a dress as beautiful as this. Miss Cheng will surely love it," Aunt Sun praised.
Jiang Mianmian responded with a modest and innocent expression, "Hehe, Aunt Sun, you flatter me. I’ve just been interested in these things since I was young. When my mom made clothes, I used to watch by her side. Over time, I picked up a bit."
As Aunt Sun cleaned up the leftover fabric from making the clothes, she said with a smile, "It’s your talent and intelligence that makes the difference. Otherwise, how could others not think of such a pretty design?"
A day after finishing the dress, it was Yu Cheng’s birthday. Elder Yu specially cleared his schedule for the day to celebrate at home.
Around noon, a small car arrived at the Yu Family’s doorstep. Jiang Mianmian looked out curiously and saw three people getting out of the car.
A man in his thirties, looking very refined, walked in with a graceful and pretty young woman, followed by a fair and handsome young boy.
Jiang Mianmian knew that these must be Brother Yu’s biological father, stepmother, and their son from another mother.
"Dad," Yu Cheng greeted his father with mere detachment, sparing no glance for the other two.
Zhou Yanyu was clearly used to Yu Cheng’s attitude toward her and her son. Plus, with Elder Yu present, she still managed to smile gracefully and gently.
"Happy birthday, Yu Cheng. Auntie and your dad have prepared a birthday gift for you. Take a look, the latest model of watch. I asked a friend to mail it over from Xiangcheng specifically for you," she said.
She then took out a beautifully wrapped watch box from her handbag and handed it to Yu Cheng with a smile brimming in her eyes.
"Thank you," Yu Cheng said, emotionless, taking it and casually placing it on the sofa next to him.
Yu Huaxun was very dissatisfied with Yu Cheng’s attitude, but remembering it was his son’s birthday, he did not get angry. Instead, he gave him a light look, a warning to be more polite to his elders.
Yu Cheng ignored him as usual.
Zhou Yanyu wasn’t annoyed and instead turned her attention to Jiang Mianmian, asking tenderly, "So you are Mianmian, Yu Cheng’s little lifesaver, aren’t you? You are so adorable."
She hadn’t expected that the girl from the farm would be pretty and cute, with fair and tender skin, nothing like the dark and earthy complexion she had imagined.
"Hello, Auntie," Jiang Mianmian greeted politely.
Zhou Yanyu, despite looking down on Jiang Mianmian for being from the countryside, put on an act as if she liked her very much in front of the family.
"How old are you this year, and what grade are you in? Who’s in your family?" she asked.
But Jiang Mianmian wasn’t really just a nine-year-old and could naturally sense that Zhou Yanyu’s smile didn’t reach her eyes, making it seem very hypocritical.
Yu Ruixuan, sitting next to Zhou Yanyu, was also secretly glaring at her with a look of contempt.