The next day, as soon as Shen Qing got up, he rushed to check the down vest for any feather leakage.
Seeing that no down feathers were coming out, she breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed a shopping bag made from the scraps of rayon fabric, and put the down vest inside.
He boarded the carriage with a colorful bag in his hand and tossed it to Cheng Zhiwen.
Cheng Zhiwen took it and weighed it in her hand.
The package, which was quite large, felt incredibly light. Curious, I asked, "What is it?"
Shen Qing sat down opposite him and straightened her skirt: "These are for you to wear, try them on quickly."
Remembering the dress she had hidden behind her back yesterday, Cheng Zhiwen raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Why did you suddenly make me a dress?"
Shen Qing hummed in response, said nothing, and sat down sideways with her arms crossed.
Cheng Zhiwen untied the silk bag that was tied with a bow.
A dark brown cardigan was revealed.
He touched it—it felt light and smooth, and he liked it very much.
But he pretended to be displeased and pointed to the crooked stitches, saying, "You sewed this? Your needlework is terrible."
Shen Qing laughed in exasperation: "It's handmade, very precious! You really are something else... I came up with new fabric and made clothes for you as soon as possible. You could have just said 'thank you,' why did you have to be so disgusted?"
"I'm afraid they're just using me as a guinea pig, and I'll end up with a rash all over my body like you."
Shen Qing quickly explained after being caught off guard.
Upon learning that the bleached fleece had blocked allergens, removed odors, and had a better color, Cheng Zhiwen gave her a thumbs up: "Well done!"
Shen Qing, feeling smug, seized the opportunity to say, "Anyway, you have to wear it all day today, and you're not allowed to take it off."
Cheng Zhiwen smiled as he took off his suit jacket, revealing a vest and white shirt in the same color scheme as the jacket, and... a strong physique.
Shen Qing immediately remembered the time she helped him take measurements in the dark room yesterday, her face flushed, and she turned her face away.
Chunju and Sulan boarded the carriage.
Upon noticing Cheng Zhiwen's down vest, Chunju gave Shen Qing a knowing look.
She saw this vest hanging in Shen Qing's room last night.
Upon arriving at the factory, Shen Qing immediately went into the accounting room to calculate the cost of the down vests.
The materials include fleece, rayon, and silk; the consumables for production include baking soda, white vinegar, and bleaching powder.
She calculated the labor costs based on the time she spent before and after.
After calculating everything, the only thing missing was the price of the bleach. He put the brush on the brush mountain, got up and walked out of the accounting office, standing on the covered bridge to take a look at the courtyard.
The carriage was not there; Old Xu took Cheng Zhiwen out.
Shen Qing returned to the accounting office to attend to other matters.
As the sun was setting, she heard the sound of a carriage entering the courtyard and quickly got out.
The curtain was drawn back, and Cheng Zhiwen was about to get out of the carriage. She lifted her skirt to get in, but pushed him into the carriage and got in herself.
Cheng Zhiwen was pushed back into her seat.
She leaned down to look at him and said urgently, "Take off your coat quickly, let me see if the down jacket underneath is okay."
Cheng Zhiwen did as instructed.
The man unbuttoned his oversized cashmere suit jacket, revealing a dark brown down vest underneath.
Shen Qing asked anxiously, "How are you? Are you warm?"
Cheng Zhiwen shook her head: "It didn't have much effect."
Shen Qing didn't believe it.
Wearing a full duck feather vest underneath, how could it not be effective?
Is he just slow to notice?
Shen Qing looked at Cheng Zhiwen suspiciously and asked, "Can I touch the temperature inside this clothing?"
"Can."
Shen Qing then leaned forward, slipped her hand under the bottom of the vest, and went straight down the man's back.
She carefully felt the temperature.
It wasn't as warm as I'd imagined.
She didn't believe him, so she placed her hand on his chest again and touched him once more...
"Strange, why isn't it keeping me warm? That shouldn't be the case!"
She simply tucked both hands into her down vest and looked around, trying to find a place with the warmth she was hoping for.
No...not at all...
Cheng Zhiwen was only at room temperature and did not feel significantly warmer despite wearing a down vest.
With so much soft down on your body, it's impossible for you not to be warm.
Shen Qing figured that Cheng Zhiwen must have taken off his down jacket on the way back to the factory and then put it back on.
To confirm her theory, she said directly, "Did you put it on again just now when you were about to come back?"
Cheng Zhiwen chuckled: "I put it on this morning, right in front of you, don't you remember?"
"So you took it off behind my back the moment I wasn't there?"
"Why would I take it off when it's perfectly fine?"
"Because you disliked the stitching, you took it off behind my back!"
Cheng Zhiwen explained, "Really not..."
Shen Qing could not accept the fact that the sample garment was not warm.
She was just as devastated as she was when she did it.
She was confident that there would be no problem with this sample garment because she had carefully picked and washed the wool, selecting only the softest and finest down to fill it in. How could it not have any warming effect?
Even the cheapest down jackets in modern society can keep you warm, so how could her sample garment, which was carefully selected in every way, not be warm?
Cheng Zhiwen took it off when she went out!
I remember how I squatted by the roadside picking up feathers, suffered allergic reactions and disfigurement, and sewed this down vest stitch by stitch, only to be treated so perfunctorily by him.
Shen Qing was furious. She pulled her hands off him, sat back down heavily in her original position as if venting her anger, and glared at him.
It was this glance that made Shen Qing notice a faint red mark on his chin!
The red lipstick mark on his glazed skin was particularly eye-catching!
Shen Qing suddenly understood!
He probably went to see a girl, took off his clothes along the way, including his down vest, and then put them back on before returning.
Even the warmest clothes won't keep you warm if you keep taking them off and putting them on like this!
Shen Qing looked at the glaring mark on his chin and sneered, "Since this clothing isn't warm and the stitching is ugly, take it off and give it back to me!"
Cheng Zhiwen indeed took off the down vest and returned it to her.
This exchange revealed that both sides were tacitly aware that today's argument had angered them.
On the way back, the two of them didn't speak again.
Chunju and Sulan also sensed the oppressive atmosphere and wisely remained silent.
Back at the Gao family home.
Because the down vest didn't keep her warm as expected, Shen Qing was angry with Cheng Zhiwen and doubted herself. She had no appetite, drank a bowl of soup, and went back to her room.
She took out the down vest from the silk bag and decided to wear it to bed tonight to test its warmth.
Remembering that Cheng Zhiwen had worn it during the day, she felt a little disgusted and lifted the down vest with both hands, shaking it up and down a few times.
The tiny white fluffy particles instantly scattered everywhere.
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