Tan You: "It's up to him. I'd have more peace and quiet if he didn't come back."
"What kind of way is that to talk?" Tan Lin pushed the door open, a teasing smile on his face. "Am I bothering you by being back?"
Tan You looked at him. "Fine, just pretend I didn't say anything. By the way, President Yang contacted me. When you head back later, we'll go together. I need to pack up these clothes. President Yang is already waiting at the factory."
Cheng Wenhui came over to help pack the clothes. "You're taking all of them? With so many styles, he'll be spoiled for choice."
As she spoke, she proudly took out the woolen coat Tan You had made for her. "Tan You made this for me. Isn't it beautiful?"
Tan You was a bit critical. "It would look better if it were made from a single piece of fabric. As it is now, it's not quite perfect."
Cheng Wenhui treasured it. "It's already wonderful. I'm noticing your standards are getting higher and higher."
