Of the five Big Brothers of the Murong Family, Yan Xiu was the least eloquent. He would stay in his room and fiddle with his designs when he had nothing to do.
He also liked his Little Sister, but he was not as proactive as Xian Yu.
"Two days ago, I saw that he was still making clothes for Young Miss Murong. He looked even more serious than with the other works." The young lady nodded with certainty.
Others might not understand Yan Xiu, but she, who worked in Yan Xiu's design studio every day, could see him every day. Naturally, she knew that Yan Xiu liked Murong Qiao very much.
Murong Qiao smiled. "Looks like I should come more often in the future."
"That's even better." The little girl smiled until her eyes narrowed.
While the two of them were talking, Shen Xi sat at the side and silently wiped her hair with a towel. However, some parts of her body were still soaked in water, so she couldn't help but sneeze.
"Achoo!"
