The twilight deepens.
Dongling Marquis Mansion.
Front courtyard.
Surrounding the box containing the magical fabric, Lv Yi and Zhong Ling couldn't help but let out exclamations of wonder.
As they lightly caressed the fabric smooth as water with their fingers, joy filled their eyes.
Liuu Wanwan set Little Dumpling down, then bent over to choose a piece of the lightest cloud-patterned and softest-colored magical fabric, held it against Little Dumpling, and said with a smile, "This piece will make a lovely little dress for our Little Dumpling."
"Great! Great!!" Little Dumpling hugged the fabric, their eyes lighting up, bouncing up and down.
Jiang Ning watched this scene, and a slight warmth arose in his heart.
He turned to Jiang Li and said, "Big brother, check the gold and gold tickets tomorrow; keep a portion for the household expenses, and the rest I need to use."
Jiang Li nodded and didn't ask more: "Alright, leave it to me."
