Jiang Nian was in the next room and saw Song Yingying preparing her schoolbag.
The military green shoulder bag is square in size and has a compartment in the middle, which can hold a lot of things.
Although it was Song Yingying's first time using a sewing machine, for a top student, it was not difficult after learning it. She got the hang of it quickly, and the stitches she sewed were very delicate.
In addition to this.
Liang Yuxiu gave Song Yingying a piece of red cloth, which was cut into a triangular star shape that could be sewn on the outside of the schoolbag.
This step of using the sewing machine requires some skills, and Song Yingying has not yet mastered it.
So she used a sewing needle, threaded a piece of yellow thread, and slowly sewed it on by hand, little by little.
It seems like a layer of golden light has been added to this octagonal star, making it even more beautiful.
"Yingying, you are so nice. Xiaobei will definitely like it after receiving the schoolbag."
Even Jiang Nian was amazed that Song Yingying had such ability. It seemed that she didn't know Song Yingying well enough in her previous life.
Song Yingying didn't expect that she could actually do it. She held her schoolbag in one hand and the sewing thread in the other, and continued to sew the oval star. "It was Sister Yuxiu who taught me well, so I learned quickly. She also reminded me of this oval star, saying that children now like it."
She added, "On my way back, I heard someone say that you had guests at your house, and they came in a car."
Jiang Nian knew who it was as soon as he heard it. There were only a few people in the city who could afford a car.
She continued, "You've seen him too, it's Gu Jingmo."
Song Yingying stopped what she was doing and looked up in surprise, "It's him again? He didn't cause you any trouble, did he?"
"It's not a problem, just some discussion of cooperation."
Because the situation was not completely confirmed, Jiang Nian did not tell everything, but simply outlined a few points.
After hearing this, Song Yingying was a little worried and reminded Jiang Nian, "Gu Jingmo is a businessman with deep thoughts. Ah Nian, you must be careful when dealing with such people and don't get cheated."
"Don't worry. Have you forgotten that my man is Qin Sanye? If you dare to lie to me, he will have to think twice."
Jiang Nian's eyebrows lit up and he smiled confidently.
Song Yingying was infected by her emotions and started laughing too, with a hint of envy on her cold and beautiful face.
She envied the relationship between Jiang Nian and Qin Sanye, which was intimate, natural, affectionate, and warm.
A lifelong soul mate, probably.
What about her? When will she be able to have a relationship of her own like Jiang Nian?
Think about this.
A man's rough and heroic face suddenly flashed through Song Yingying's mind.
That person turned out to be... Zhao Weidong!
Song Yingying was startled and accidentally pricked her finger with the sewing needle in her hand.
She frowned slightly, raised her hand and placed her fingers between her lips, sucking the blood coming out of the wound, her heart still wavering.
Jiang Nian didn't notice this little episode because she was looking through some books and papers next to Song Yingying.
It’s not that Song Yingying often watches those things, but... it’s about teaching people how to make clothes.
"Yingying, are these books also from Sister Yuxiu? Are you still going to make clothes?"
"Well, I was watching porn at Sister Yuxiu's house, so I took this and took a look. I may not be able to learn it, I just took a look."
Song Yingying's words were hesitant, but she was a tough person by nature.
They are the kind of people who, once they set a goal, will work hard to achieve it, and will persist and try again even if they fail a thousand times.
It was her inherent stubbornness that allowed her to persist in the laboratory time and time again.
Jiang Nian understood this, so she didn't think that Song Yingying was just taking a casual look. She must have had some intention in her mind.
Jiang Nian flipped through a few pages and found out, "Yingying, these books are all about how to make clothes for adults. Are you planning to make clothes for Captain Zhao?!"
Song Yingying was shocked.
Fortunately, she didn't have a sewing needle in her hand at that time, otherwise it would have pierced her finger for the second time.
Song Yingying felt panicky and her face felt hot and stuffy.
She lowered her head and said "hmm" softly.
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