Chen Xiaoli had just been having a nice chat with Gu Jiaojiao on the ox-cart.
She also knew that Gu Jiaojiao had been the one to save Yu Fangfang from her near-miscarriage.
She admired Gu Jiaojiao's skills and wanted to get on good terms with her.
Besides, her sister worked at the textile factory, so doing a favor was a simple matter.
"Why don't you come with me and take a look? I'm not sure if they'll have any suitable fabric."
Hearing this, Gu Jiaojiao got excited. She grabbed Chen Xiaoli's arm, and a torrent of compliments poured out of her.
"Sister Xiaoli, you're the best! You're practically a fairy sent from heaven, solving my most urgent problem."
Chen Xiaoli couldn't help but laugh at Gu Jiaojiao's antics.
'This person who seemed so hard to approach… now that we're talking, how can she be so childish?'
Chen Xiaoli thought for a moment, then suddenly remembered Gu Jiaojiao's age. She had just turned eighteen this year—of course she was still a big kid.
