Tang Yue was in a groggy state from her nap and felt Mo Siyu leave for work. She turned over to continue sleeping, but once she woke up, she couldn’t fall back asleep.
Unable to sleep, Tang Yue took out her notebook and started sketching designs. Carrying a notebook had become a habit for her. Now, her small bag also contained the little dagger and the electric shock baton that Aunt Lian had given her. Bai Qing had also found her some small gadgets, such as sprayable pepper spray and a pen.
At first glance, it looked like an ordinary pen, but in case of an emergency, this pen could become a self-defense weapon. Its tip was not only sharp, but it could also produce an electrical current. At critical moments, it could be used for self-defense.
Tang Yue was nestled on the couch, quietly drawing her designs. With inspiration flooding her mind, it seemed she had numerous designs in her head. The positive market response to her clothes further empowered her to be bold. She wanted to infuse her own style into her designs so that at first glance, people would know they were designed by her, Tang Yue.
She even daydreamed that one day, wearing her designs would be a matter of pride.
*
Night.
Mo Siyu returned to their place, and Tang Yue greeted him cheerfully, saying, "Si Yu, I made two dishes today and also cooked an egg soup. It’s perfect for tonight."
"Xiao Yue, you’re amazing," said Mo Siyu, embracing her and looking at her smile, all his fatigue vanished.
"Really?" Tang Yue asked, her eyes twinkling with happiness.
"Of course," replied Mo Siyu, pulling her to sit down at the table. He went to the kitchen to wash his hands and serve the rice. Under the dim light, the dinner for two was cozy and romantic.
...
"Xiuxiu, you’re also going to make dolls now? Don’t you want to continue being a substitute teacher?" As soon as Jiang Beini finished her class and returned home, she heard people in the compound talking about Ruan Xiuxiu joining the handmade doll business.
Jiang Beini was so upset that she came looking for Ruan Xiuxiu without even eating.
"Of course, I do," Ruan Xiuxiu answered without hesitation. "Beini, isn’t it only after the second half of the year starts that we can confirm it? I’m just idle at home right now, so I thought of making dolls."
"But don’t you read books?" Jiang Beini asked without thinking. "Even if it’s just being a substitute teacher, you need to know the material, right? Otherwise, how can they let you be a substitute teacher?"
"Beini, I’ve been looking through those books over and over; there’s only so much. It won’t affect anything if I start looking at them during the summer holidays," Ruan Xiuxiu said, already determined to make dolls first to earn some money. Otherwise, she would see people in the compound, who used to be no better than her, now enjoying better meals than her family does.
Ruan Xiuxiu felt a deep sense of unfairness.
"Suit yourself. If they don’t want you later, I won’t be involved," said Jiang Beini, turning to leave.
Ruan Xiuxiu quickly followed, pleading, "Beini, don’t worry. I definitely won’t let it interfere."
Jiang Beini replied coldly, "Yes, you won’t affect anything. I am working daily at school to secure this substitute teacher position for you, but you, on the other hand, don’t seem to care at all."
"But..." Ruan Xiuxiu was anxious; she really did want to be a substitute teacher.
"Being a substitute teacher might pay a little less, but if you keep at it, you can eventually become a permanent teacher, and that’s a steady job," said Jiang Beini somberly.
Ruan Xiuxiu, trying to appease, said, "Beini, I just pick up the work. It’s okay if I do a little less. Also, I read books every day."


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