After coming back from Zhang Tingyu's place, Tang Yue sorted out her things a bit. Perfumes and handbags – she really didn't need so many. She planned to return them and keep the rest as her purchases since she did like those perfumes and handbags. As for the items to be returned, Tang Yue intended to gift a few pieces of clothing. There were many clothes at home, including many sample garments, and she also made a lot of clothes on regular days. She picked out a few sets of men's clothing for Lian He and picked a few sets for Lian Qingyang too. The next morning, when Lian Qingyang came over, he saw these items. "What is this…" Lian Qingyang's heart skipped a beat. Tang Yue said, "I really can't use these perfumes and handbags, and these clothes are gifts for you." "A woman never thinks she has too many perfumes and handbags." Lian Qingyang was interested in the clothes. There were four sets in total, with two sets for him, and the other two looked more mature. He asked excitedly, "Could it be for my dad? Xiao Yue, have you accepted my dad in your heart all this time? Otherwise, how could the clothes be ready just like that?" Tang Yue shot him a glance and said, "Qingyang, the ones for you were made by me before. The ones for your dad are the sample garments that Peng Yufei and the other two made. You should thank your dad for having a good figure; otherwise, it would take a while before we had time to make the clothes." Even though she had personally designed and made the clothes herself, Tang Yue simply didn't want him to know. Her returning gifts with these clothes wasn't about wanting to improve relations but rather not wanting to take things from others for nothing. "Sure, as long as they are designed by you, my dad will definitely love them." Lian Qingyang excitedly hugged the clothes, his face brimming with excitement, and turned to leave. Tang Yue stopped him and said, "Qingyang, take these things with you." "No." Lian Qingyang shook his head and said, "If I take these things home, no one would want them. If you have too much for yourself, just give them away to others." Lian Qingyang ran off with the clothes, not giving Tang Yue a chance to speak. Tang Yue watched as he ran off, his pace even quicker than a rabbit's. With a helpless shake of her head, Tang Yue thought for a moment, decided to bring some snacks to the transport team. The family building had many children, but taking out these snacks might be a bit showy. She planned to buy some fruit and some candies and biscuits later. Hmm, ribs, beef, and other kinds of meat – she wanted to buy them all, but then she thought about it; there were no fridges in the family building. Too many groceries might go bad, so she bought three kinds of dishes that would be enough for lunch and dinner. Tang Yue went to the company with a bunch of items. She had a backpack full of chocolates and other tasty treats, and the bags she was carrying were filled with snacks for the children, as well as vegetables. Tang Yue didn't bring any clothes. In the family building, she had stored a few clean garments just in case. On her way to the company, she encountered the warm-hearted sisters from the transport team. The passionate sisters made Tang Yue feel a bit overwhelmed. She previously thought that making dolls was convenient and offered freedom, but she didn't expect that the doll factory would get better and better. With the factory's improved performance, even the sisters earned more from making dolls. Furthermore, the sisters were diligent and had become skilled, increasing the speed at which they made dolls. Not to mention others, even Jiang Lan's family's life had greatly improved through these dolls. Not only Jiang Lan's family, but other families also saw a significant rise in living standards. Before, having meat twice a month was considered quite good, but now, they could have meat at least once a week. Therefore, everyone decided to express their gratitude to Tang Yue. Tang Yue was approachable and had a strong affinity. Aside from Jiang Beini's jealousy, the other sisters had a rather good relationship with Tang Yue. Tang Yue warmly entertained the sisters-in-law, and after they left, the fruits and candies and biscuits she had were almost all given away. On the table, there were now some dishes and dried goods, even some pickled rabbit meat secretly sent by Jiang Lan's household, apparently, Jiang Lan's husband had caught the rabbit by chance, and Jiang Lan had specially pickled a leg for Tang Yue. For lunch, there was the rabbit meat fried with chili peppers. The salt-pickled rabbit meat was smoked dry and had a smoky flavor that made it particularly appetizing. She also stir-fried some loofah and pickled a cucumber. The quantity wasn't excessive, but for the two of them, it should be just right. Mo Siyu knew that Tang Yue was coming and rushed to the company as soon as it was time. Li Wei and the others, seeing Mo Siyu's behavior, also knew that little sister-in-law had arrived. Unfortunately, they usually had enough to eat, and if they went again, Brother Mo would certainly kick them out. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel⚑fire.net The originally quiet house felt much warmer with Tang Yue's arrival. After a satisfying meal and a simple digestion, they took a midday rest. Tang Yue intended to just lie down on the sofa, but Mo Siyu insisted on carrying her to the bed to sleep. Perhaps tired, Mo Siyu fell asleep as soon as he hit the bed, and in a daze, Tang Yue followed suit. By the time Tang Yue woke up, Mo Siyu had somehow gone out again. She lay in bed for a while longer, hugging her pillow and pondering how to start a conversation with Mo Siyu. After staying for two days, Tang Yue was planning to leave the next day. After showering, she sat on the sofa, hesitant to speak. "Xiao Yue, do you have something on your mind?" After taking a shower, Mo Siyu wrapped his arms around her from behind. The two were a bit cramped and warm sitting on the sofa, but neither wanted to leave the other's side. Tang Yue felt somewhat guilty. "Hmm, are you hiding something from me?" Mo Siyu's incisive gaze landed on Tang Yue's face. Tang Yue had seemed preoccupied for the past two days, but he had not asked. "Si Yu, there is something I want to talk to you about." Tang Yue blinked her eyes, her soft voice laced with coquettishness. Mo Siyu's Adam's apple bobbed, saying, "Xiao Yue, you were supposed to stay at the company this week." Guilt flickered in Tang Yue's eyes. Mo Siyu straightened her body, asking seriously, "Xiao Yue, don't tell me you're going to break your word?" Mo Siyu's voice dropped, sounding almost abandoned. "I..." Tang Yue spoke quietly, "Here's the thing, Tingyu has invited me to go to Su City. I was thinking of visiting Zhang Minmin, and also checking out Sister Cai's shop, as well as buying some fabrics. I mentioned it to Zhang Tingyu before but didn't expect that Tingyu said we would go tomorrow." Tang Yue bowed her head, looking apologetic. "So, you're leaving tomorrow?" Mo Siyu suddenly held her close, having thought they could spend a sweet week together, only to find out she was leaving tomorrow. Mo Siyu felt a profound sense of loss. "Yes." Tang Yue nodded her head, then suddenly lifted her gaze, hastily saying, "Si Yu, next time I have time, I will definitely come again." Before Tang Yue could finish her sentence, Mo Siyu had already carried her into the bedroom. Tang Yue was taken aback; that night, Mo Siyu clung to her, and except for the very last step, Mo Siyu did everything in a complete set.