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Chapter 620 Ji Wushuang, I Want Your Handmade Purse

The old lady nodded movedly, "Well, our family is the most considerate. Mother knows that you love mother, so mother also wants to love you. You see that you have no elders and family members. Now you call me mother, I won't do it for you. Clothes and shoes make you comfortable, I feel bad, I love you!"

"...Thank you, mother."

Ji Wushuang was moved and funny, and reached out to hug the old lady.

She glanced past the old lady, and landed on Qin Yufeng who was smiling.

It's all because of this man, it's abominable.

Seeing Ji Wushuang looking at him, Qin Yufeng curled his lips slightly, "What are you doing looking at me so touched? Did your mother make clothes for you? You were so touched, so you wanted to make a dress for me as an indirect thank you." Mother?"

"..."

Ji Wushuang was shocked by Qin Yufeng's brazenness.

The old lady also let go of Ji Wushuang, and turned her head to look helplessly at her black-bellied son who would not miss a chance.

Ji Wushuang came to her senses and was about to speak when Qin Yufeng jumped ahead of her.

He said very gently, "Okay, you have a good idea. My mother only has me as a son. If you treat her well, you might as well treat me directly. She will be happy when she sees me well. Hmm , you are a majestic princess, I can't be too greedy, you don't need to make clothes for me, just sew a purse for me and I will be satisfied."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the teacup on the table, "Shuang Shuang, I will replace wine with tea, thank you here first."

"..."

Ji Wushuang stared wide-eyed, watching the man brazenly say something and then raised his hand to drink the tea, so fast that she couldn't react.

She stared at this shameless man.

In front of the old lady and Tangyuan, can she scold him?
No, so she could only scold him bloody in her heart, wishing she could pounce on him and bite him to death.

Tang Yuan took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, and looked at Qin Yufeng's hand holding the teacup, the bruise on the back of the hand was very glaring.

He was very guilty, and hurriedly stood by his father, helping his father very vigorously, "Wow, my father can get a purse made by my mother, so happy, so happy, and I want it too! Mother, mother, After you finish making it for your father, give me one too, okay?"

He bit the steamed stuffed bun, and said pitifully, "The kids in other families all have purses made by their mothers, but I don't have anything, nothing."

Ji Wushuang looked at the little glutinous rice balls who were just joining in the fun, and met those eyes as bright as stars, the words she refused suddenly couldn't utter them.

Hey, in this day and age, wives and mothers have to sew clothes for their husbands and children with their own hands. There are women in the family who care about this, but the father and son haven't even got a purse for four years. Think about it. Very sad.

She took a deep breath, rubbed Tangyuan's head, raised her head and said to Qin Yufeng, "It can be done, but I don't look good."

Qin Yufeng said dotingly, "All I want is the piece of mind that you made with your own hands. Is it important whether it looks good or not? I promise you, no matter whether the finished product you make is beautiful or ugly, I will wear it on my waist for a lifetime."

Ji Wushuang watched him put the teacup on the table, and stared at her with a gentle smile in his eyes, as if looking forward to the purse she made by herself.

She opened her mouth, and all kinds of words came to her throat, but she didn't know what to say.

(End of this chapter)