"Yun Shang, your craftsmanship is really impressive! Thanks, I really like it," Lin Wanwan sincerely complimented, and tried it on to check the size. It was a perfect fit, showing Yun Shang's genuine effort.
Being praised, Yun Shang tried hard to suppress the smile on her brows, her cheeks blushed, and she showed a shy smile, gently saying, "It's what I ought to do. You overpraise me, ma'am."
"You even made my favorite parent-child outfits, you're so thoughtful. Go and call Xiaoyu, I want her to try it on and see if it fits," Lin Wanwan flipped through the smaller dress, looking at it satisfiedly.
"Sure." Yun Shang performed a hand-crossed salute, holding back her joy, and briskly retreated.
Xiaoyu and her little friends were playing wildly; the cold winter couldn't dampen their happiness. When called back by Yun Shang, her hands and face were dirty, and Yun Shang carefully wiped her hands and face before bringing her to Lin Wanwan.
