Chapter 308
Fan Lihua was good at handling knives, so as she opened her embroidered knife, it fluttered like blooming pear blossoms. For her, who was accustomed to handling a knife, working with a needle was indeed difficult. Therefore, the boots she made weren't just simple and ugly.
Yet, Cheng Dalei held them in his hands, seemingly reluctant to put them aside. After all, these were made by his daughter, one stitch at a time. Thousands of stitches, thousands of threads, all represented her heavy affection. Cheng Dalei was overwhelmed with emotion. Of course, he might not have felt as moved if Fan Lihua hadn't been supporting his back with her hand.
"Hey, if it's because you despise me for being ugly, don't worry, I know you've been making fun of me with your words. Just forget it and treat it as if nothing had happened."
Having said that, Fan Lihua got up and patted Cheng Dalei's shoulder.
