Just then, Luo Xin, that little girl, walked over happily, which effectively diverted everyone's attention.

She clutched the hem of her cloak: "Mother, do I look good in my new clothes?"

As he spoke, he even spun around as if to demonstrate.

The little girl's cloak was new, and all her clothes, including her shoes, were new, with embroidery in her favorite butterfly pattern.

The brocade clothes made the little girl look like a pampered young lady from a wealthy family, which made Xiao Yunying's eyes light up.

She deliberately exaggerated, saying, "Oh my, whose little beauty is this? She's so pretty."

Luo Xin smiled and tilted her head: "She's a little beauty raised by her mother."

Chen Yuanyao laughed out loud: "This little girl really knows how to keep up with the conversation, she's not modest at all."

Luo Xin chuckled, and Chen Yuanxuan came over from behind with a pair of red velvet flowers, saying, "Little sister Xin'er, let me put these on you. I picked these velvet flowers out for you; they look great with this outfit."

Luo Xin obediently lowered her head to let Chen Yuanxuan put the velvet flower in her hair, then looked up sweetly and said, "Thank you, Brother Yuanxuan."

Luo Sheng found this scene particularly jarring; this little girl wasn't even this close to him, yet she was so warm towards the Luo family.

Especially Chen Yuanxuan, how could he lay a hand on his own daughter?

Seeing that his wife didn't say anything, he didn't dare to say anything that would upset her. He could only say with a sour feeling in his heart, "Why did you choose red for Xin'er? It's too bright and a bit tacky."

These words made Luo Xin feel insecure. She looked down at her clothes and asked, "Is it because Xin'er doesn't look good in this?"

Xiao Yunying glared at Luo Sheng, warning him with her eyes not to spoil the fun at this moment.

“Xin’er, don’t listen to your father’s nonsense. He’s a grown man and doesn’t understand our women’s preferences at all. I think you look absolutely beautiful in that outfit.”

Chen Yuanyao also muttered disdainfully, "Your taste is not as good as my brother's. Xin'er is young, and it is the time for her to wear bright and pretty colors. It makes Xin'er look so cute. You really have no taste."

Luo Sheng was so glared at by his wife that he dared not speak and shut his mouth in frustration.

He was anxiously wondering why the white fox cloak he had requested hadn't arrived yet.

Chen Yuanyao then pulled Xiao Yunying to look at the other brocade boxes on the table: "These are all clothes that I had the embroiderers make together. I know that Sister Yunying doesn't usually like to wear brocade and silk because she thinks that these materials are not durable. But in winter, when you don't have to do any work, it's okay to wear them occasionally."

I specially went to Jinxiuge to get the blueprints from Sister Cheng Yue and made this. Take a look and see if you like it!

As she spoke, she unfolded a light pink coat and gestured to Zheng Yunwan: "This is Yunwan's, and the light blue one is Sister Yunying's."

Xiao Yunying unfolded the clothes in the brocade box and looked at them. They were indeed the designs she had drawn: "They're really beautiful. Speaking of which, this is the first time I've ever worn clothes made of brocade."

Chen Yuancheng said, "My mother gave you a lot of silk and brocade before, why don't you use them? Besides, with your current status, it's not like you can't afford to wear brocade."

Xiao Yunying carefully folded the clothes: "You don't know me. I'm always running around and busy with this and that, and I often cook. How could I bear to waste such good material? It's not a matter of whether I can afford to wear it or not, it's just that I can't bear to waste it."

However, Yuan Yao is right; in winter, when there's no work to do, it's okay to dress up and look pretty occasionally.