She pinched his chubby little cheeks: "Isn't that right, Little Potato? Do you care for your sister?"
"Care." Little Potato didn't understand what it meant, but whatever his sister said was the truth, and he was his sister's most loyal protector.
As for Lu Meng, upon hearing these words, his attitude became quite serious: "Always care for Auntie, care for Auntie forever."
His tone seemed as if he was making a vow, and Ruan Jiaojiao found it somewhat strange.
At this moment, Gu Zichen handed over a water-red qipao, holding another jade green one in her hand: "Okay, okay, we care for you. Here, I brought the clothes for you. Go try them on and see if anything doesn't fit. There's still time to make adjustments."
The styles of the qipao were either sleeveless or half-sleeved. The two pieces for Ruan Jiaojiao were half-sleeved—though the collar was rather high, Ruan Jiaojiao knew well the condition of her skin beneath the long sleeves and just below her neck.
