Until he saw Miss Ade, Uncle Wen seemed to understand why the young master made an exception. The young girl was fair and clean, looking docile and cute, truly endearing.
Uncle Wen instructed the servant to push the clothes rack in, "Miss Ade, we were in a hurry so we could only prepare this much. Take a look and see which one you like, take your time choosing."
Each set of clothes on the rack was covered with a dust bag, packed closely together, not knowing that any one of them, if brought to the market, would be instantly sold out, each worth tens of thousands.
Uncle Wen still squatted on the ground, keeping himself at the same height as Ah Da.
Ah Da wasn't quite accustomed to this and tugged at his clothes, sweetly saying, "Uncle Wen, just leave the clothes here. I can choose by myself. You can go down first, I can manage."
