Occasionally, she stopped to think of Yezimo. It was strange that she hadn't been contacted by this time. But maybe he's busier than she thought. She's not mad at him.

"And Tago, why are you sitting here all the time watching me sew your clothes?" Xia Yihan asked.

"I'm afraid you're stitching me up."

"I don't believe it." Xia Yihan smiled.

"Think you're beautiful when you sew, just like your mother."

Xia Yihan blushed slightly and regretted that she shouldn't have asked.

Seeing that she was in a bit of a hurry, Li and Tai stood up and said, "Your mouth is dry. I'll pour you a glass of water."...