Chapter 311: Starting to Trust

"Thank you!" Wen Yan pressed his sore eyes and continued to work.

Ying Zhilin did not go to bed to rest.

Instead, he took a book, paper and pen and sat opposite her.

She embroidered and he read.

Ask a question or two from time to time.

A warm atmosphere flowed between the two of them. Ying Zhilin only felt his chest swelling, as if something would burst out of his chest at any time.

He pressed his chest lightly.

He knew that this feeling was happiness.

Let his empty heart be filled with warmth.

Wen Yan noticed the burning gaze and looked up at him: "What's wrong? There are still loose hairs on my face?"

She asked casually, but her eyes were filled with subtle vigilance and scrutiny.

This little brat, wouldn't he really have any thoughts that he shouldn't have?

"No." Ying Zhilin came to his senses instantly, quickly looked away, and suppressed the surging emotions.

He smiled and said, "Seeing you embroidering reminded me of a poem."

"What poem?"

"A loving mother sews clothes for her son."

It turns out that this guy is missing his mother.

Wen Yan burst out laughing, and stood up, wanting to touch his head, "My dear, my dear son, this is not sewn for you."

Ying Zhilin's eyes suddenly turned red.

Wen Yan was so scared that she retracted her hand: "Don't cry, I was just joking with you, I didn't mean to take advantage of you..."

How can a seven-foot-tall man start crying just like that?

"No." Ying Zhilin quickly wiped away her tears and shook her head, "It's not because of you, I just miss my parents too much.

I don’t know why, but every time I’m with you, I can’t help but think of them.”

Ying Zhilin stretched out his hands towards her: "Can you touch my face? Just like my mother."

Ying Zhilin's eyes were red and filled with tears.

It's like a little puppy that was bullied outside, and then comes home and rubs against its owner's legs for a hug.

Still a super beautiful and proud little greyhound.

Wen Yan's heart softened and she stretched out her hand.

Ying Zhilin carefully held her hands, put them on his face twice, and then reluctantly let go.

Ying Zhilin wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said to Wen Yan, "Thank you. I lost my composure just now."

Wen Yan waved her hands: "Well, that's nothing. We are friends, and it's only natural for us to help each other.

There is a small box in the box under the bed. If you can take it out for me, it will be my thank you."

"good."

Ying Zhilin pulled out the box from under the bed and opened it. He found that in addition to some precious fabrics, there were also many gold, silver and jade items.

Wen Yan didn't even hide her small treasury from herself, which showed that she trusted herself more and more.

Ying Zhilin couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and his hands moved much more quickly.

He quickly found the box Wen Yan wanted and gave it to her.

When Wen Yan opened the box, she saw it was full of pearls.

Pearls come in all sizes and of varying quality.

After making sure she had taken the right box, Wen Yan put it aside and urged Ying Zhilin, "You must be tired after studying all day. Go to bed early."

Having just gone too far, Ying Zhilin was afraid that if he continued to be too persistent, Wen Yan would be unhappy, so he obediently went to bed.

After moving to the East Courtyard, it was the first time that Ying Zhilin lay on Wen Yan's bed.

The high bed and soft pillows are filled with the fragrance of Wen Yan.

Ying Zhilin's heart was pounding.

Not long after.

From the other side of the screen, the sound of Ying Zhilin's even breathing could be heard.

Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

She touched her hot cheeks: Ying Zhilin is too good at acting like a spoiled child!

She couldn't resist him at all when he acted like a spoiled child with tears in his eyes.

no.

Feeling sorry for a man will make you unhappy, so you must keep your distance from him in the future.

No words were spoken that night.

When Ying Zhilin woke up, he found Wen Yan asleep on the kang table.

Next to it was a finished embroidery piece.

Ying Zhilin gently carried her back to bed.

He tucked the quilt in for her, his eyes greedily scanning her face: "My dear, when will you truly accept me?"

He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and left for the academy.

Wen Yan worked hard for another day. When it was dark, after inlaying the last pearl, Wen Yan's work was completed.

Scarves, gloves, hats, earmuffs, shoulder bags, hairpins, and some small accessories.

These little things are all made of brocade, embroidery, fur and pearls.

Especially that shoulder bag.

The dark green Shu brocade is decorated with a rough edge on the outside and a pattern inlaid with pearls in the middle. It looks very expensive at first glance.

And the scarf is made of pure white jacquard satin, with small pompoms transitioning from white to light gray dotted all around and on both sides, and delicate flowers and birds embroidered on the ends.

It looks warm.

If you can wrap yourself in it, even the coldest weather will become warm!

The hairpin is even cuter, with the rabbit fur dyed in other colors and decorated with pearl tassels.

And the hat...

Wen Yan called Pei'er to try it on.

In order to match these accessories, Pearl specially changed into a pomegranate red coat with a fur collar.

Pei'er is already pretty, and with these accessories on, she looks like a golden boy and a jade girl in front of the Bodhisattva's throne.

Pei'er turned around and said, "Miss, does it look good?"

"It looks very nice and suits Pei'er very well. This set is kept in the store for display and not for sale. When a new one is made, I will exchange it for Pei'er." Wen Yan was very satisfied with this set.

Pei'er waved her hands: "No! This is made by the young lady herself, how can you give it to me?

I'll just get some materials and make a new one."

"This is so exquisite and beautiful. I wonder how much it will sell for." Grandma also praised.

Although these things are all made of scraps of cloth.

However, in addition to the fur, there were also bracelets, brocade, and pearls, which was extremely labor-intensive and took three people two days to complete.

Wen Yan won’t sell it without fifty taels of silver.

"It really looks good." Ying Zhilin walked in.

He was holding a bunch of plum blossoms in his arms.

The blooming red flowers, paired with his delicate eyebrows and eyes, make Ying Zhilin even more handsome.

Ying Zhilin handed the plum blossom to Wen Yan: "Thank you for comforting me yesterday."

"You're welcome. We're... husband and wife after all." With her grandmother present, Wen Yan swallowed the word 'partners' back.

Damn it, it almost got exposed.

The next day, Wen Yan had the new products and blueprints delivered to Tianyi Cloth Shop.

As soon as Meng Chifei had free time, he ran to Songshan Village to find Wen Yan.

The two sisters haven't seen each other for a long time and have a lot to talk about.

If we don’t talk enough during the day, we should have a long chat at night.

That night, Ying Zhilin lost his bedroom and was driven away to live with Xiaohai.

When Ying Zhilin left with the quilt in his arms, he glared at Meng Chifei and grinned at him.

Then he looked at Wen Yan with a resentful look.

Wen Yan bowed to him: "Please, please!"

Ying Zhilin: “…”

Damn it.

He simply couldn't refuse Wen Yan's show of weakness!

He hugged the quilt, turned around and left. As soon as he reached the yard, he shouted loudly: "Yanyan, it's snowing!"