Shen Xi said, “Where?”
Yun Jinping heartbrokenly sat her down before taking a look at the wound behind her neck. “Did you scratch yourself somewhere by accident? You’re really a careless child. Don’t you feel the pain from the bleeding?”
Shen Xi had not paid attention but with Yun Jinping pressing on the wound, she felt a sting at the back of her neck. “I guess so.”
Bringing over the first-aid kit, Yun Jinping sterilized her wound with alcohol and prepared to put some cream on.
“Mom, put this on me.” Shen Xi handed the bottle to her.
“Where did you get this nameless, brandless, and uncertified product?” Yun Jinping grabbed the bottle. With nothing written on it, how would she know what it was for?
“An elixir given by a friend. It’s good for wounds and removing scars.” Shen Xi happily answered.
Yun Jinping took the bottle and examined it closely for a long time. With the bottle itself made of jade and the medicine sporting a refreshing medicinal scent, Yun Jinping had no qualms about applying it on her.
Seeing it as precious, Shen Xi placed the bottle side by side with the baby’s breath.
A sunflower was also put in a glass vase nearby.
The sunflower would probably wither in a few days and before that happened, she was going to make dried flowers.
Shen Xi wanted to keep everything given by the boss in good condition.
…
Every plan of Shen Xi’s was progressing smoothly and in orderly fashion.
“Xixi, come take a look. What should we do about the cuff of this sleeve?” Yun Jinping shouted from the work studio.
“Coming, coming!” Shen Xi sprinted over in slippers with a smile. “Mom, you’re finally letting me in on it.”
Yun Jinping replied with a grin. “Oh, you. You have your studies, dance practice, and not forgetting that you still have to go to your brother’s company. Of course, my heart goes out to you. This is the only thing I can do for you.”
Standing at the door, Shen Xi’s eyes lit up in awe.
The model had on a red evening gown. The sweeping hem and fluttering ribbons, graceful yet carefree, gave vibes of an airy fairy carried away by the wind.
The simplest material created the best effects. There were no sequins, no rhinestones yet the dress was eye-catching.
“It’s here, right over here.” Yun Jinping brushed around the sleeve area. “I was wondering whether to take it in a little.”
“Mom.” Shen Xi dashed over to hug her. “Mom, you’re the best. This is the result I’m looking for, more perfect than I can ever imagine!”
Yun Jinping let out a doting smile. “Oh, what’s up? I made a little something but compared to you, you cracked your brain and worked harder on your designs.”
Her daughter had a bright future ahead of her, participating in an international fashion design competition. Shen Xi’s sketch made it through the preliminaries in the China division last week and she was going on to the finals.
It was the finals after the preliminaries. The finals would decide the top three and thereafter, the finalists were going to represent China in the international scene.
Earning the first-place worldwide title and reward aside, it was everyone’s dream to gain various top-tiered fashion resources at their fingertips and rub shoulders with major international fashion gurus upon entering the fashion world.
Since there was no room for Yun Jinping to help, she tried to lend a hand within her means. Yun Jinping studied garments for a degree and was pretty good at making clothes.
Shen Xi watched as Yun Jinping swiftly took in the sleeve in no time. The pleats added an air of elegance.
Having found the balance between constriction and expansion, the garment was a breath of fresh air. It gave a completely different feeling from before the sleeve was taken in.
“Mom.” Shen Xi gave her the thumbs up. “I think being a homemaker is a waste of your talents. Mom, you should do designs.”