Jing Qing at that time looked absolutely cornered.
Mu Qingxin came out back with the most sought-after designer bag of the moment, looking nothing like a wife or a mother, but rather like a proud and arrogant girl fresh out of college.
Qin Mu was captivated by the carefree and self-assured aura on Mu Qingxin's face.
The two of them went to the garment factory together, where Xiaomei had been waiting for them with a male colleague, and all four headed to the workshop.
Their unique garment factory was unlike the ordinary ones, producing clothes that were non-existent in the current fashion world.
Mu Qingxin, upon seeing the fabric of the dress on the model beside her, and noticing the material wasn't bad, reached out to touch it, then turned to whisper to Qin Mu who was speaking with a designer, "These fabrics aren't domestic, are they?"
"The one you're touching comes from the United Kingdom! Those two over there, from the United Kingdom!"
