Chapter 17: Just laugh, let's see how you cry in six months!

On the way back after dropping off the kids, several young mothers surrounded Shen Mingzhu, praising the beauty of the dress she was wearing and asking where she had bought it. When they learned that Shen Mingzhu had designed it herself and had a tailor make it, they were both surprised and envious.

Someone asked Shen Mingzhu if they could borrow her design sketch to have a tailor make the same dress, and Shen Mingzhu readily agreed, inviting the person to her house to get the sketch.

Seeing Shen Mingzhu's easygoing response, a few other mothers also expressed their desire to have such a dress made.

Shen Mingzhu didn't mind, after all, she didn't rely on this for a living.

A few mothers thanked Shen Mingzhu heartily and even invited her to visit their homes.

Shen Baolan, trailing behind, seethed with envy as she saw Shen Mingzhu bask in everyone's admiration.

It's just an old dress, what's the big deal? Can it make you immortal or what?