Pushing the door open, the room was filled with fabrics, machinery, and various finished and semi-finished garments. With just one glance, Qin Jiran understood.
"Yanyi, what are you doing? Lunch is ready. Let's eat first," Qin Jiran was actually a bit curious. After all, the gifts he had received were all handmade by Yanyi. He wondered if this one would be as well?
"Wait another ten minutes." With the guidance of the System, making clothes was quite easy. This Tang suit only needed the final finishing touches.
The dishes will probably be a bit cold in ten minutes... Qin Jiran dared only mutter this to himself because he knew that even if he said it out loud, Yanyi would probably ignore him.
