Jing Xiuyun sighed as she glanced sideways at Zhao Ying'er's eyes, and said softly: "Regret not meeting before marriage... Ying'er..."
Zhao Ying'er's eyes were following Fang Che's figure back and forth, enraptured, and upon being called, her face flushed red, scrambling: "Where was this window decoration supposed to go?"
"Hahaha..."
Jing Xiuyun laughed heartily.
Halfway through the laughter, she noticed that carriages began entering the Guardian Hall's entrance. It was the goods she ordered yesterday, and she hurriedly waved her hand vigorously, leading a group to check the goods.
In the distance, another convoy of carriages approached, bringing the customized boxes.
"A few more people over here, over here." Jing Xiuyun called out.
Soon, the entire Baiyun State Guardian Hall became busy.
