"When my stomach gets big, I definitely won't be able to do anything. Might as well pass the time with cross-stitching,"
Rong Shaoze couldn't help but smile, so that was the reason.
Lin Xinlan pulled him along, looking at the dazzling array of cross-stitching kits and laughed, "You help me pick one."
Rong Shaoze caught sight of a pattern featuring cups and had a lightbulb moment. He said to her, "Don't buy it here. I have a better one for you. Let's go home, and I will have someone deliver it to you tomorrow for your stitching."
Lin Xinlan asked with curiosity, "What kind of pattern are you going to give me for cross-stitching?"
"You'll find out tomorrow," the man said, winking mysteriously.
"Alright then," she said with a laugh, conceding, "Let's go home."
The two turned to leave and had only walked a few steps when Rong Shaoze noticed a couple selecting socks.
