Shen Qingli slowly lowered her eyes. She gave Tang Xi an apologetic smile, her face devoid of any expression except for reddened eyes and a sense of fatigue. She pinched the soft tape measure in her hand and turned to select fabrics.
Gu Zhiyi grabbed her hand abruptly, her voice filled with anger, "Are you actually preparing to make clothes for that Fang Xueqiu? Xu Jiucheng did this on purpose, he intentionally came to upset you. While I was away, has Xu Jiucheng often brought women here?!"
Mengmeng couldn't help but interject, "Yes, Mr. Xu often brings women here, and those women always insult Sister Qingli each time. I heard... the woman just now called Fang Xueqiu, is the top courtesan of Baitang Alley, specifically engaged in that kind of business. I can't believe Mr. Xu would bring such a woman to humiliate Sister Qingli... even asking Sister Qingli to make clothes for her. Does she deserve it?"
Shen Qingli glanced at Mengmeng, signaling her not to say more.
