Capítulo 240: Chapter 239: No Comparison, No Hurt

Hearing the commotion at the door, Wang Qiao instinctively stopped the work in his hands and looked up. Jinrong waved his hand at him, making a shushing gesture.

Wang Qiao, a craftsman by trade, had not yet fully transitioned out of his focused state. He nodded to Jinrong's signal, paused slightly, and then, glancing at Ye Xinyan who was still fully engrossed in her task, bent his head again to continue his drafting.

Jinrong swept his gaze around the room before it came to rest on Ye Xinyan.

The fabric he had sent clearly hadn't been used yet, or maybe it was yet to be used. Ye Xinyan was still without jewelry, just as before, and dressed in her previous semi-worn clothes; the narrow-sleeved short jacket and slim skirts seemed not to hinder her work in the slightest.