Liu Yuewang had bought a cucumber slicer today, and was trying to cut the cucumber into a cicada's wing shape with great interest.
"Did you go to Golden Apple to buy clothes?" Liu Yuewang looked at An Nuan strangely. Of course, Liu Yuewang knew that place, but as a university professor, she hadn't been there for many years. It was a good place for young people who had just entered the society to buy some cheap things that could meet their basic needs.
Liu Yuewang's income was quite good. Both she and An Nuan didn't need to go to the wholesale market to buy clothes.
"Is it a performance suit or a ceremonial suit?" Liu Yuewang put down the cucumber and reached out to have a look.
"No, Liu Changan gave it to me." An Nuan would mention Liu Changan's name in front of Liu Yuewang, intentionally or unintentionally, so that she could gradually get used to the close relationship between her daughter and Liu Changan.
This was also the reason why Liu Yuewang knew something about Liu Changan. Unlike ordinary daughters who didn't dare to mention their boyfriends to their family, An Nuan would take the initiative to talk to Liu Yuewang about Liu Changan.
But in Liu Yuewang's eyes, Liu Changan was still a young man who was dominated by hormones and wanted to steal her daughter's body.
An Nuan only wanted Liu Yuewang to not object, but she didn't want Liu Yuewang and Liu Changan to meet, probably because she was afraid that the two would have a conflict. An Nuan thought, yes, that's it.
"Oh, very attentive … Young people even know to buy clothes at Golden Apple, they seem to know how to live." Liu Yuewang nodded, "Is this the money he earned from moving bricks at the construction site, or from selling dog meat?"
This was the information Huang Shan told Liu Yuewang.
An Nuan's cheeks were slightly red. Liu Changan was indeed too unusual. Liu Yuewang's tone didn't sound sarcastic or praising.
"He made it himself." An Nuan couldn't help but feel a little proud of herself.
Liu Yuewang also laughed, "If this is made by him, I will eat it."
"Yes, he did. But you can eat the plastic bags. I like the clothes very much. I don't want to eat them." An Nuan wasn't happy about that.
"So be it. Let's not talk about boys, even little girls nowadays who know how to make clothes are one in a hundred. It's already a miracle that they can make clothes for dolls." Liu Yuewang took the bag and twisted the clothes out.
Holding it in his hand, it was heavy, soft, and full of weight. The fine stitches, the meticulously woven toggle-and-loop buckles were like blooming flowers, the perfect tailoring, and the details of the waist integration made Liu Yuewang unable to put it down.
It was just like when you were shopping and saw many meticulously designed and custom-made designs placed in transparent display windows as a brand's front. Even if you felt that they didn't suit you, you would still feel that they were beautiful and pleasing.
"Nonsense, this was made by Weng Simei. This style of handwork and toggle-and-loop buckles is obviously her family's style. Do you think this kind of fabric can be bought on the market easily? Look carefully at these patterns and colors. They are all designed by Weng Simei herself. They are copyrighted and patented. Then, the Victor factory will make them in quantity. Only when they make clothes at her home will they use her family's patterns and fabrics, and they are only provided to a very small number of customers. " Liu Yuewang also had excellent taste. In a woman's life, there would always be a cheongsam regardless of the cost to show off their best figure. Liu Yuewang was no exception. Even if Professor Liu was not as rich as most of the successful people in society, it was easier for him to get in touch with the people and circles she wanted to get in touch with. Liu Yuewang not only knew Wang Jiangzi, but also Weng Simei. Because she was too beautiful, and her figure was extremely perfect. For Weng Simei, who regarded making clothes as an art, a woman like Liu Yuewang was the most suitable performer for her work.
"Liu Changan said he made it!" An Nuan wasn't arguing with Liu Yuewang. She just wanted to emphasize it and took the clothes back. "You can say whatever you want. I don't want you to eat plastic bags anymore. Give me back my clothes. "
Liu Yuewang did not let go of the clothes. An Nuan felt sorry for her clothes and did not want to fight with her. This self-righteous woman!
"You don't believe me? I'll call Wang Jiangzi and ask her. With this style and color, she can't sell many of them in a short time. She must have an impression of it. " Liu Yuewang looked at her daughter proudly. "I'll immediately expose Liu Changan's hypocritical mask. He's so good at deceiving little girls. Unfortunately, he met a mother with sharp eyes …"
A piece of paper fell from the clothes.
An Nuan picked it up. There was a drawing of this set of clothes on the paper. It was An Nuan wearing this set of clothes. There were a few lines of words written on it: When I was flipping through a book, I saw a sentence that began with the heart, and ended with the head turning white. Hugging you brings peace, and accompanying you brings warmth. It fits your name perfectly. Therefore, I chose this gorgeous color to embellish some dark lines of the old days. The design theme of the clothes is — Turning white. It's a little lethargic, but your liveliness is enough to offset it.
Liu Yuewang looked at the drawing and the words in surprise. Are these the drawings and words of a high school student?
An Nuan took the clothes and held them in her arms. A sweet blush appeared on her cheeks. Liu Changan … why do these words of yours make my heart feel like it's tied up in a knot? I can't untie it no matter what.
Liu Yuewang looked at the drawing and the words in disbelief. She still called Wang Jiangzi and asked if she knew Liu Changan and if she had sold him a piece of cloth with such a pattern.
"I remember. It was raining that day. I saw a wet young man enter the shop in the rain. He happened to be the cousin of an important customer. He gave me a piece of cloth ordered by the customer. It's not the clothes I make here … did he really make clothes for you?"
"Given to my daughter." Liu Yuewang hung up the phone, knowing that he was going to eat plastic bags.
In fact, the drawing and the words could explain a lot. A person with such painting and writing skills, even if he also had a tailoring skill, it was just a natural talent.
Let's not talk about eating plastic bags.
Liu Yuewang coughed lightly and took the clothes from An Nuan's hands. He measured it in front of himself and looked at it in the mirror. He said to An Nuan with surprise and surprise, "Look, it fits me! It's like it was tailor-made for me. "
"Mom, be reserved. Don't be like this. You just said you wanted to eat plastic bags." An Nuan said angrily.
"I'm just trying. Let me try!" Liu Yuewang pursed her lips, "It's so warm. I don't want yours. I'm just trying!"
"No, you'll break it. Please look at your chest and butt. Thank you." An Nuan was a little shy and proud. It was not a good thing to be full in these two places. Some clothes did not look good and would give people a sense of temptation.
This was the size determined by Liu Changan with his hands. How could you wear it? This was the reason why An Nuan was shy.
"This material is very elastic!" Liu Yuewang said unwillingly, "Well, you try it first. I'll try it later. If I really can't wear it, I promise I won't break it."
"Then don't call me one after another when I go out with Liu Changan in the future!" An Nuan thought for a while and decided to make a deal with her.
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