Shao Qihai didn’t know that Shao Dong had considered this so much. Since he felt that it made sense, he didn’t force him. He only took this opportunity to look for Mu Jingzhe and tried to hand over his bankbook to Mu Jingzhe again for safekeeping. He wanted them to be like other families, in which men earned money while women managed the money and the house.

  “Jingzhe, since your money has been used to support Little Dong’s business and invest in it, you can use mine for household expenses in the future. I’ll give you all the money I earn every month.”

  When other men handed over their savings and salaries, the missus would be satisfied. However, when Shao Qihai had handed it over last time, Mu Jingzhe had declined, saying that she was busy managing her own money.

  After this period, when Shao Qihai brought this up again, he no longer expected her to look satisfied. He felt that if Mu Jingzhe was willing to accept it, he could at least see a trace of hope.

  However, this time, Mu Jingzhe still didn’t take it. “It’s fine. I still have money for household expenses. You know that I earn cash every day.”

  The light in Shao Qihai’s eyes instantly dimmed. Seeing that Mu Jingzhe had gotten busy again, he could only leave.

  Mu Jingzhe returned to her room and continued working. She thought of something and stopped, flipping through the fabric book she’d made herself. Slowly, a sketch appeared.

  This was a new job she had taken on. She had previously met the bullied newbie, Chen Ling, and agreed to make her a custom-made dress. Although many things had happened later, Mu Jingzhe had still worked overtime at night to make it for her as promised.

  Later on, she didn’t have time to pay attention to how it looked on her. She didn’t even have time to prepare a matching hairstyle and makeup look for her or alter her gown.

  She felt very apologetic, but Chen Ling understood and didn’t have a problem with it at all. She was already amazed by the gown Mu Jingzhe had sent her.

  The gown Mu Jingzhe had sent over looked very ordinary at first glance, especially when it was compared to other gowns. It was too simple and didn’t seem to be worth looking at. The assistant had originally been full of hope, but after taking a look, she had felt disappointed.

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  Unexpectedly, when she’d put on the gown, the effect had been surprisingly good, as the gown completely showcased her strongest parts. It looked like a very simple and ordinary gown, but after wearing it, she completely changed, becoming dazzling as she walked.

  The assistant aside, even Chen Ling was stunned. This was the first time she knew that she was so beautiful and charming.

  It was the most suitable outfit Chen Ling had ever worn in her life. It was better than the branded clothes she had to fight for.

  In the past, Chen Ling used to dress like everyone else, but although she was beautiful, she wasn’t eye-catching. However, after wearing this dress, she stood out and was completely different from everyone else.

  This was what Chen Ling needed urgently. Chen Ling wasn’t stupid. After wearing that, she put on makeup exactly according to the note Mu Jingzhe had written. In the end, she dazzled everyone and stood out on the red carpet.

  Later on, Mu Jingzhe heard that the senior who had bullied and suppressed Chen Ling had been overshadowed by her. Chen Ling had attracted everyone’s attention. That night, she even managed to gain the favor of a director who was present, and he gave her an opportunity to audition for a very important role.

  Because she was so dazzling, she attracted attention and even received endorsement offers. She was in the limelight, and the company started to take her seriously. Everything changed completely that night.

  Sometimes, this was what happened. If you caught a break, you might take a step forward.

  However, opportunities were given to those who were prepared and capable. Coincidentally, Chen Ling’s acting skills weren’t bad, just a little immature. However, she had acting skills and loved this industry. Once she found herself in the limelight, she managed to take a step forward.

  Chen Ling also found inspiration in Mu Jingzhe’s dress and found her future styling direction herself. Her daily style became increasingly outstanding.

  As Mu Jingzhe listened to Chen Ling’s story, she felt that this plot was completely like the rhythm of a female-led web novel.

  She was quite happy for Chen Ling, and Chen Ling was filled with gratitude for Mu Jingzhe, as all of this luck was a result of the gown Mu Jingzhe had made for her. It was thanks to Mu Jingzhe’s help that she’d been given such an opportunity.

  At first, Mu Jingzhe was busy with something, so she was sensible enough not to disturb her. However, in private, she wasn’t stingy about letting everyone know that the dress had been made by Mu Jingzhe and that the outfit that had allowed her to stand out was a result of Mu Jingzhe’s work.

  Anyone else would perhaps have hidden Mu Jingzhe out of selfish intentions, but she didn’t. She even knew that Mu Jingzhe was busy and reminded everyone not to disturb her.

  No one had expected her to be so generous, and they all sang her praises. Many people in the industry heard about it and asked around for Mu Jingzhe.

  In the end, they really did manage to find out who she was. They found out that Mu Jingzhe had worked with some production teams before and was behind the costumes in a movie and some television shows. Her work was outstanding and complemented the actors well, regardless of their gender.

  In addition, she was the mother of the youngest movie queen, Shao Bei. Previously, she had been accidentally noticed by the media, so she could be considered half a celebrity.

  Although they had never heard of her designing formal evening wear and felt that she wasn’t quite like other designers, there was no doubt that she was capable. Therefore, many people asked around, wanting to collaborate with Mu Jingzhe to customize formal evening wear.

  Unfortunately, at first, Mu Jingzhe had been too busy, so she’d turned down a few people who were in a hurry. It was fine if they weren’t in a hurry to use the clothes, though. As time went by, fewer people came out of curiosity or to join in the fun. After those who didn’t absolutely have to have Mu Jingzhe’s clothes left, those who remained were the people who really liked Mu Jingzhe’s work.

  Mu Jingzhe was working around the clock to finish the orders. As this was private customization, she had to design according to the customer and make the outfit herself, so it took a lot of time and energy. However, because she did earn quite a lot of money from this and she enjoyed doing it, she was very happy to take on such business.

  After working for several days, Mu Jingzhe finally managed to complete the accumulated orders. She heaved a sigh of relief and seriously put a tick on the calendar.

  The calendar was hanging on the wall, displaying one month per page. Mu Jingzhe looked at the pages behind and saw the time she had left for the undergarments.

  After such a long delay, it was time to put this on the agenda. Actually, it had been completed previously, but it had been delayed by something. While she had been designing clothes, whenever she had been inspired or idle, she had created a few sample drawings.

  However, she still had to change them now because her designs were too modern. There were all sorts of fabrics in the modern era, but there weren’t many fabrics to choose from now. Besides, this era favored conservative and practical clothes.

  The most important thing about underwear was comfort. “I still have to find suitable fabrics.”

  Mu Jingzhe looked at the calendar and was about to plan it all. However, she paused when she flipped the calendar to the next month.

  Her schedule in July was much cleaner than in June, and there were very few plans. However, a day was highlighted—the death anniversary of Shao Dong’s biological mother, Bai Lu.

  Upon seeing the calendar, Mu Jingzhe felt a little emotional. Time passed really quickly. She still remembered experiencing Bai Lu’s death anniversary with the children a year ago. Now, it was around the corner again.

  As Mu Jingzhe looked at this date, she couldn’t help but think of one of the 100 wishes she had asked Shao Dong to write down last year—his wish that one day, he would go to his mother’s grave and offer incense to her.