Such a sentence unexpectedly suppressed the girl's aggrieved emotions.
"Tell me about the embroidery workshop."
After Shen Hua finished that sentence, she added: "The events after arriving in Shengjing."
Cui Yun's presence was indeed overwhelming. Sounds of tea simmering resonated in the room, filling it with fragrance. Er Rong dared not glance further at the man facing the lady.
He quickly said.
"This trip, there are 24 embroidery ladies, 18 of whom, though their stitching isn't expert, have several years of experience. They are indeed people from our embroidery workshop, and there are two others—"
Er Rong paused.
"They are embroidery ladies specialized in Xiangxiu from our workshop."
"Their embroidery skills are not proficient, as you know, our workshop prioritizes Su Embroidery. It's embarrassing; they were just to make up numbers."
At this point, Shen Hua was evidently angry.
She had already guessed Shen Qu's intentions.
