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Su Mo appeared in Zhao Yinglian's shop again.

Zhao Yinglian looked a little unhappy: "What are you doing here again?"

Su Mo smiled and motioned for Chen Nian to put the fruits and things in his hands on the table.

The things were a bit heavy, but Chen Nian was stunned and didn't let Su Mo carry them.

"Aunt Zhao, happy New Year's Day."

Zhao Yinglian moved her mouth, and finally let out a long sigh: "Momo, you have seen my current situation. I am old and half of my body is like dirt. Maybe one day... I really don't have the energy to be a designer. "

"You don't need to spend your energy on me, just leave."

When Su Mo heard this, he still smiled: "Aunt Zhao, we won't talk about this today. Today is New Year's Day, I just came to see you."

Zhao Yinglian didn't expect that she would say that, and was speechless for a moment.

But Su Mo had a smile on her face, but she couldn't bear to chase them away.

After a while, she said helplessly: "It's windy on the street, come in."

Only then did Su Mo smile.

The three of them walked into the back of the shop together.

There is still the simple charcoal basin at the back.

The whole room felt slightly warm.

Su Mo said: "Aunt Zhao, I remember that you love Xu's snacks, so I went to buy some for you to try."

As he said that, he took out the snack box from the pile of gifts and handed it over.

Zhao Yinglian looked at the familiar logo on the box and couldn't help but take it, reaching out and touching it gently.

She opened the box and saw the familiar snacks inside, picked up a piece and took a bite.

The taste is indeed as good as always.

Zhao Yinglian couldn't help but sigh: "Speaking of which, your mother took me to eat this."

There was a look of nostalgia on her face, as if she had thought about the good things in the past.

Su Mo didn't disturb her.

After a while, Zhao Yinglian came back to her senses, wiped the tears from her eyes, and said, "Whenever you have time, take me to see your mother."

Su Mo nodded.

Zhao Yinglian's eyes fell on her belly and asked, "It's been five or six months, right? Is he the father?"

She asked Chen Nian.

Chen Nian was so frightened that he shook his body.

Su Mo said: "Well, it's been more than five months. He is a bodyguard. The child's father... um... this is a bit complicated. I'll tell you when I get the chance."

Zhao Yinglian couldn't help but look at her.

what's the situation?

Is there something wrong with the child's father?

There happened to be a guest coming ahead, so Zhao Yinglian could only keep this doubt in her heart.

Su Mo also stood up and followed her to help.

All morning, I watched Zhao Yinglian modifying clothes and making customized garments, and I really found clothing design a bit interesting.

At noon, it’s time to eat.

Su Mo didn't leave either and asked Chen Nian to pack some vegetables and come back early.

At first glance, he made up his mind to stay with Zhao Yinglian.

Zhao Yinglian hesitated to speak, but didn't know how to drive her away.

After the meal, Zhao Yinglian continued to work on making clothes.

She worked really hard and didn’t even take a break during the holidays.

Su Mo sat aside and looked at her quietly.

From Zhao Yinglian's every move, we can still see her past love for fashion design.

Even if it is just a simple custom-made cheongsam, she still makes it meticulously and ensures every detail.

Su Mo didn't believe such a person when he said that she had given up fashion design.

But, how to make her change her mind?

Su Mo thought for a while and called Aunt Lu.

After a while, the chirping voices of two girls could be heard in front of the shop.

"Wow! This cheongsam looks so good!"

"Look at this light green skirt! The ruffles are so beautiful."

"Tsk, if my mother sees this cloak, she will definitely like it."

What they were looking at were several pieces of custom-made clothes made by Zhao Yinglian in the store.

Zhao Yinglian heard the movement in front and hesitated before walking out.

"What's the matter with you?"