She is still the kind of doting concubine who can spoil a person to death.

Very unconvinced, she stretched out her claws and scratched the red marks on the man's body one after another to relieve her anger.

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This afternoon, Xue Ning received two gifts.

One copy was sent from her parents in Shanghai.

It was the dowry agreed upon by my parents.

What was sent was a passbook, and the account in the passbook should already be in her name.

The other copy was sent by Xue Yu, containing a bankbook and a letter.

Xue Yu said in the letter that he didn't know what to give his sister for her wedding, so he just gave her money.

There were only a few words in the letter, and I just asked about Xue Ning's current study situation.

Xue Ning opened her bankbook and was shocked when she saw it.

There was actually 10,000 yuan on it.

This money is not much for her now, but for Xue Yu, it may not be all his wealth.

Xue Yu has only been in the army for ten years. Even if he doesn't need much money in these years, he will still be able to save ten thousand until he dies.

He actually sent all the money to Xue Ning.

Xue Ning was a little confused.

She knew that Xue Yu had a bit of a venomous mouth and was usually indifferent to her.

But Xue Ning knew that Xue Yu doted on her very much, and he always responded to almost all her requests.

For some reason, Xue Ning always felt uneasy, feeling that something had happened to his brother.

She was thinking sadly.

This passbook and letter are like explaining the funeral arrangements.

Xue Ning is worried.

I packed my things and left the school.

First, I went to the phone booth and made a call to Xue’s father’s factory.

It happened to be Xue's father who picked it up.

Xue Ning asked about his brother's situation, and Xue's father said that Xue Yu returned to the army a few days after returning to Shanghai.

Xue Ning asked Xue Yu about his life in a subtle way.

Xue's father couldn't explain why. Anyway, it was normal, no different from before.

After Xue Ning hung up the phone, she still felt uneasy.

I called Xue Yu’s unit again.

After the call was connected, the operator told her that Xue Yu had gone on a mission and would not be back until half a month later.

Xue Ning had no choice but to tell the operator the phone number of the Muchenghe factory and asked him to call this number when Xue Yu came back.

Xue Ning came out of the telephone hall, carried her schoolbag and went to the Muchenghe Factory.

It is now three o'clock in the afternoon, and the employees in the factory are still at work.

Xue Ning went directly to Muchenghe's office but found no one.

Xue Ning put down her schoolbag and waited for Mu Chenghe in the office.

There are several mannequins placed in the office.

The models are wearing new products newly designed by the factory.

There is no winter here in Pengcheng, and the clothes made in the factory are basically summer styles.

Mostly skirts, followed by short sleeves and long trousers.

It's only the early 1980s now.

Although the dark ages are over, people still dress relatively conservatively.

Skirts must be below the thighs, and at most they should be about ten centimeters above the ankles, with very little of the calves exposed.

The same goes for pants. Xue Ning has never seen short shorts or the like in the factory.

The styles and layouts are also quite satisfactory.

If Xue Ning were to choose clothes as a customer, she wouldn't be able to pick them out among this pile of clothes.

Perhaps she has seen a variety of clothing styles over the past few decades and has become very picky.

Leaving her aside, most people's aesthetics at this time are actually like this.

The styles of clothes produced by Muchenghe Garment Factory should be best-selling outside.

Xue Ning was almost drowsy after waiting in the office, and then there was movement in the corridor outside.

Sitting on the sofa, I lazily raised my eyelids and saw Mu Chenghe pushing the door open and entering.

He also held several samples in his hand.

Mu Chenghe locked Xue Ning with one glance, came in, closed the door, and walked towards the sofa over there.

Place the sample in your hand on the coffee table, walk around the coffee table, and reach the sofa.

Half-bending his legs, he knelt on the sofa and looked at Xue Ning.

"There is no class this afternoon? Are you here so early?"

Xue Ning is a little sleepy now and doesn't really want to move.

"Well, there is no class."

Mu Chenghe lowered his head and kissed Xue Ning's lips.

"You're so good. If you don't have classes, come here early."

He looked at the time and asked, "It's still early, I'll take you out to play."

Xue Ning shook his head: "You seem to be very busy now, I won't disturb you, just go do your thing!"

"Are you really not going out?"

"Well, please leave me alone and wait until you are done."

Mu Chenghe kissed Xue Ning's lips again: "You are bored here. Do you want to go to the workshop with me?"

Xue Ning is quite interested.

"OK."

In fact, she had never seen what it was like to make clothes, so she was quite curious.

Mu Chenghe smiled and pulled Xue Ning up.

Just for a while, I didn't forget to hold the person in my arms for a while.

Xue Ning glared at him: "Excuse me if someone comes in later."

"It doesn't matter if you kiss your own wife, let's go."

Mu Chenghe pushed Xue Ning's shoulders and left the office again.

The garment factory only has one floor.

The office is in the front, walk a short distance to the back and you will reach the workshop.

The workshop is quite big, probably several hundred square meters.

Hundreds of machines were trampled on, making a clattering sound, and the scene was quite spectacular.

Xue Ning was walking beside Muchenghe. Almost as soon as the two of them entered the carriage, dozens of eyes were directed at them.

The workers' eyes are full of inquiry and scrutiny.

Muchenghe was used to being watched, and his expression remained unchanged.

Although Xue Ning is thick-skinned, she is still a little embarrassed.

Just like a little woman, she follows Muchenghe wherever he goes.

Muchenghe took Xue Ning in groups to watch how the workers sewed clothes.

During this process, Xue Ning also heard the workers talking quietly.

"Stop guessing, this is the real boss lady, she was here last time."

"The boss lady looks so young. Are you eighteen?"

"Okay, I heard that the boss's wife is in college. She should be in her twenties."

"The boss lady is so pretty. She is a perfect match for our boss. She is much better than the fake one before."
To be continued...