That evening, the whole family gathered around the TV to watch the news, and Qin Xiaoyu's scenes were all perfect.

"Why didn't A Lei come down?" Qin Xiaoyu noticed that someone was missing, but she kept quiet about it and no one told her.

“Laifu got scratched by the cake, and he comforted him upstairs, saying that he was heartbroken and needed his company,” Zhou Xing’s mother said helplessly.

"Your heart is wounded?" Qin Xiaoyu was speechless; his tricks were becoming more and more elaborate.

But she needs company today too. For some reason, she has so much to say and just wants to talk to him.

The lights in A Lei's room were never very bright, and Lai Fu lay on the carpet with a somewhat forlorn look in his eyes.

"Your door isn't locked?" Qin Xiaoyu asked, a little surprised. A Lei always kept the door locked.

“Wait for you to come up.” Arep lay on the sofa above Laifu, holding a book in his hand.

Did you know I would come?

“If you don’t come, what’s the point of me staying?” Are put down the book, Marguerite Duras’s “The Lover.”

"You also speak French?" Qin Xiaoyu picked it up, glanced at it, and immediately slapped it back.

“There’s also Spanish, Russian…what would you like to drink?” A Lei stood up, Qin Xiaoyu sat down on the sofa, and reached out to pat Lai Fu’s head.

"It's okay. Cats are heartless creatures. They won't interact with you unless they need to. Don't be too enthusiastic. Approach them slowly and don't cross their bottom line. They won't hurt you." Qin Xiaoyu was teaching Laifu the rules of conduct.

Laifu blinked, as if he understood.

Qin Xiaoyu suddenly became curious: if animals listen to English all the time, can they still understand Chinese?

"Are you teaching me how to get along with you?" A Lei asked, bringing over a glass of wine.

"That's about right, I can't drink anymore, I just had some." Qin Xiaoyu touched her face. Persimmon wine was a good thing; she could use it to cover her face and do things she wouldn't normally dare to do.

"You rarely come up here, what do you want to say to me?" The Lei at night is different from the one during the day. He's not as sunny anymore, but lazy and indescribably sexy.

"I'm just tired and wanted to rest here for a bit." Qin Xiaoyu lay down on the sofa, and Laifu stood up, resting his chin on her arm and looking at her tenderly.

“I’m also feeling lost right now. I like living here, but I feel like I can’t settle down. Can you tell me why?” A Lei’s eyes were even more confused than Lai Fu’s.

"You're asking me? Aren't you experienced?" Qin Xiaoyu was amused by his question.

"Now that I think about it, I don't have much experience in dating. You're not experienced in that area, which is why I feel so helpless." A Lei sat cross-legged on the carpet, looking up at her.

"Ah Lei, I haven't said this before, have I?" Qin Xiaoyu sat up, staring into his eyes, her face slowly turning red.

"What did you say?" A Lei was still powerless against her and slowly approached her.

"I really, really love you." Qin Xiaoyu mustered her courage, gave him a deep kiss on the lips, and ran away.

A Lei watched her escape, speechless.

What new skill did this little imp acquire?

Qin Xiaoyu drifted back to her room, her heart still pounding as she entered. This was the first time she had ever given a kiss on her own initiative, and it felt just like her first love.

She raised her eyebrows, pounced on the bed, bit the corner of the blanket, and chuckled.

The TV station aired a free advertisement, and the next day, a line formed at the school gate.

There were still quite a few people signing up for the clothing tailoring class, so Qin Xiaoyu set up an interview booth in the last office, where all the students who had successfully registered had to come and pass another round.

After detailed questioning, she selected some promising students and gradually guided them to switch to the fashion design class.

After balancing, all four classes were finally filled.

This was the official opening ceremony. Standing on the podium, looking at more than a hundred students, Qin Xiaoyu suddenly felt that her fashion empire seemed to be slowly being built.

Qin Xiaoyu has settled everything. It's almost the end of the first lunar month, and the February 2nd gala is just around the corner. Zhou Yue and Xiao Jin are working hard to get their little sister's performance costume ready.

She had worn princess dresses the previous times, but this time Zhou Yue had a sudden inspiration and dressed in a Chinese style. A royal blue cheongsam with pink trim, paired with two small buns, made her look like a little money-scattering fairy.

"You're so heavily pregnant, don't overwork yourself." Qin Xiaoyu felt sorry for Zhou Yue when she saw her clumsy appearance.

"It's alright, Xiao Jin did it all, I just checked it out."

"Xiao Jin has mastered the craft. You don't need to learn from her anymore. I'll find you a master."

"Go away, my daughter needs to study hard to get into university, don't bother her." Zhou Yue and Qin Xiaoyu were like a pair of sworn enemies, always bickering whenever they got together.

Zhou Xing's mother and Commander Zhou loved watching the two of them tease each other.

"Madam has caught a bit of a chill, so she shouldn't go to the show," Zhou Xing's mother reminded her.

"I'm not going, I'm not going either, I'll stay home and keep you company." Tang Hu's mother was winding yarn, knitting a pair of woolen trousers for his wife. Tang Hu, who had been conscripted as a laborer, was scratching his ears and fidgeting, unable to stand.

"You're not going to go see it? That's a shame."

"It's alright, there will be more opportunities to see her in the future. My wife is getting old and she's like a child. She'll be unhappy if I'm not home." Tang Hu's mother put a finger to her lips.

Now that Tang Hu's mother has taken over as the wife, she is doing her best and is many times better than Hanhan's grandmother.

"As people get older, they are afraid of being alone. Every day I look forward to having dinner with my family. It makes me happy to see everyone together, all together in a happy family."

"Grandpa Hanhan and I have almost finished the grape trellis. This Mid-Autumn Festival, we can sit under the grape trellis to admire the moon and drink wine. That will be a true reunion," Commander Zhou said proudly.

“It was designed by Hanhan’s grandfather, don’t steal the credit,” Zhou Xing’s mother said immediately.

"Don't wrong anyone. I follow along every day; it's all Grandpa Zhou who does it. My grandpa just helps out!" Tang Hu immediately cleared Commander Zhou's name.

"Wow, I didn't know my dad could do landscape design. That's amazing."

"Make a swing for my son!" Sister-in-law Xiao Si heard the conversation and immediately came over.

Recently, she's been letting loose a bit, being pampered by Qi Si, and her outfits have become a bit over the top. She wore a bright red sweater with purple leggings and big gold earrings. Xiao Zhengxin yanked her hard, and she cried out in pain.

"Okay, whatever kind you want, that's what I'll do."

Commander Zhou nodded with a smile.

Originally, he and his fourth sister-in-law were from two different worlds, and he even found it annoying to talk to her. Now he treats her like his own daughter, but she is a bit willful and he is not entirely satisfied with her.

"Fourth Sister-in-law, why don't you go to the store and pick out a few outfits?" Qin Xiaoyu couldn't stand it anymore and reminded her.

"Your clothes are ugly, they're all too plain!" Sister-in-law Xiao Si pouted, and Zhou Yue chuckled.

"Am I wrong?" Fourth Sister-in-law pouted.

“Yes, the clothes from Riyue Clothing are all too mature. Our Fourth Sister-in-law is still a baby.” What else could Qin Xiaoyu say?