After sending Tang Xi home, Gu Zhiyi returned to Shen Qingli's place, staying with her through the night, embroidering until the next morning. Shen Qingli had pulled an all-nighter. Xia Yao had ordered wave-pattern embroidery on the cuffs and hem, which was very Chinese in style. Shen Qingli, busy rushing through the work, didn't care about the more than ten needle pricks on her fingers.
She had grown numb, completely ignoring the pain at her fingertips.
Mengmeng had been busy all night and planned to rest for a couple of hours in the early morning. Seeing Shen Qingli's fingers, she felt heartache, "Sister Qingli, I think Xu Jiuye does it on purpose. He changes his lady companion every few weeks or a month at most, each time bringing them here to order clothes. Sister Qingli, let's not deal with him anymore. Next time something like this happens, let's just refuse. We don't need to earn this kind of crappy money!"
