This time, Mu Jingzhe's designs were completely different than before. A lot of them were butterfly designs, yet they were completely different. Lace fabric was used, and the color combinations were bold, making them quite an enchanting sight.
Among the new samples was also a butterfly hair clip. This time, it was no longer made of cloth but of other materials and small beads. When the wings moved, it seemed as if the butterflies were about to take flight.
Little Bei's eyes lit up. "Auntie, I like it so much. I want one too."
"I kept one for you, but you can't bring it out yet. You'll have to wait until we launch it."
Little Bei nodded obediently despite her reluctance. "Okay."
"I'll make a dragonfly one for you later. Only for you, okay?" Mu Jingzhe felt her heart ache when she saw how sensible the little girl was.
The children were obedient and sensible because no one had indulged them into becoming brats.
