As soon as it was opened, Yang Chuxia discovered that inside were neatly arranged high-quality leathers—some pure black, some dark gray, and others red and white. Yang Chuxia noticed that each piece here was shinier than the ones she had bought.
Instantly, Yang Chuxia's face turned a bit green.
Yangyang, seeing this from the side, laughed, "So many leathers! Now I can make several more outfits. Oh my, that's great." As he spoke, he tugged at Yang Chuxia's sleeve and said, "Mom, make two outfits for Chengcheng too, in the same colors as mine."
Yang Chuxia gave Yangyang a long look, then turned to look at Lele.
Under Yang Chuxia's burning gaze, Lele had no choice but to remove his hands from his face. As soon as their eyes met, he raised his hands, "Alright, I'll confess, that shop is mine."
Instantly, the room fell silent; Ye Zi'an had a look as if he had expected it.
