Xie Jingchen was reading in the study.
Almost two quarters of an hour later, Su Jin and Xingxing passed through the study to the backyard.
Su Jin was holding the new clothes she had made for Little Black.
After a while, a Hidden Guard entered the study and said, "Young Master, giving up on having the Eldest Young Madam make your brocade robe was wise."
The fact that the Hidden Guard went out of his way to say this showed how ugly the clothes Su Jin made for Little Black were.
"How ugly are they?" Xie Jingchen asked.
"..."
"As if they were covered in scars, not long for this world," the Hidden Guard stifled a laugh.
Xie Jingchen, "..."
From the Hidden Guard's description, Xie Jingchen couldn't picture it.
He put the book down and took a glance at the backyard.
Little Black was in a frenzy.
Running wildly around the backyard, wrapped in a piece of silk, extremely ugly.
From Little Black's face, Xie Jingchen sensed disdain.
