Chapter 127 What Does Beauty Matter?

July nodded half - understandingly. "But all I want to learn is how to design clothes."

Su Mingyu felt a splitting headache. How could this silly kid be so obtuse?

"I'll ask you this. Even if you master the skill of making beautiful clothes, but if they can't be sold, what's the point?"

"What you need to do now is to revitalize your cloth shop, not just sell clothes, right?"

After being bombarded with these questions by Su Mingyue, July suddenly slapped his forehead in realization. "So you deliberately arranged for me to learn under Xia Mian so that I can learn how to sell clothes first, right?"

Su Mingyu heaved a long sigh. She poured herself a cup of hot tea, took a sip, then glared at July. "Do you think running a shop is that easy?"

July scratched his head and said sheepishly, "Sorry. I oversimplified things. I'll go back and apologize to Xia Mian right away."

Seeing his good - attitude, Su Mingyu gave him a disdainful look. "It's good that you know your mistake. From now on, learn from Xia Mian well. First understand how the shop operates, and then we'll talk about learning to make clothes. Got it?"

July nodded like a bobble - head. "Yes!"

Looking at him with oil smeared all over his mouth, Su Mingyu couldn't help rubbing her forehead. Could this silly kid really help her manage "Wu Wang"?

When Su Mingyu and July returned to Sinnan Pavilion, Xia Mian was just checking the clothes.

Su Mingyu gave July a look, and he immediately understood and stepped forward to help Xia Mian organize the clothes.

"Sister Xia Mian, I'm sorry. I was so stupid before that I made a mess of things. Many clothes that could have been sold remained unsold. It's all my fault."

Saying this, July bowed sincerely to Xia Mian. "Master told me that you've been so strict with me because you're responsible for me. I won't quarrel with you anymore. From now on, I'll do whatever you say. If you tell me to go east, I won't go west."

Xia Mian glanced at July's obsequious look, and her ugly expression softened a bit. "I tied you up before not to punish you. You were just too naive and gave me a headache."

"Now that you know your mistake and are willing to correct it, that's good. Running a shop isn't easy. You have to start from the smallest things and learn step by step. If you don't understand something in the future, you can ask, but don't just blurt things out. Understand?"

July nodded vigorously. "Yes! I understand! I won't talk back to you this time."

Seeing that the two had finally reconciled, Su Mingyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She stepped forward and called Xia Mian away. "Xia Mian, come with me. I have something to tell you."

Xia Mian nodded suspiciously. After instructing July on how to hang the clothes properly, she turned around and followed Su Mingyu out.

"Xia Mian, I met a martial artist these days. I told her about your face, and she said that the wound on your face might be treatable. Do you want to get rid of the scar on your face?"

Su Mingyu looked down at Xia Mian. In fact, she wasn't sure whether Xia Mian would want to be treated.

If it were other women, they would surely be overjoyed to know that their disfigured faces could be restored.

But when Su Mingyu first met Xia Mian, Xia Mian seemed to be glad that her face had changed, as it had helped her see the people around her clearly.

A woman who had experienced so much might no longer care about appearance, which would fade with time.

Sure enough, the next second, Xia Mian refused. "I was once pursued by so many men and flattered by women because of my face."

"That's why I became so conceited and eventually suffered such a great fall. For me, the scar on my face is not a disgrace but a brand, because it constantly reminds me of the stupid mistakes I've made."

Saying this, Xia Mian touched the scar on her face, looking very calm. "It's because of this scar that I can stay so sober. So I no longer care about my appearance."

Su Mingyu had expected her to say this. She sighed silently. "Actually, I told you this out of selfishness. But since you don't want to improve your appearance, I won't force you."

Su Mingyu patted Xia Mian on the shoulder. "It's okay. Go back and keep an eye on that rascal July."

Just as Su Mingyu was about to leave, Xia Mian suddenly grabbed her. "My lady, if you want me to do something, just tell me directly. Even if I don't treat the scar on my face, I'm willing to do anything for you."

"You pulled me out of the abyss, so I'll do anything for you, no matter how dangerous it is! I'll spare no effort."

If it were in the 21st century, Su Mingyu might have liked such impassioned words.

But now, she didn't appreciate them very much.

She shrugged, indicating it was okay. "It's just a small matter. I suddenly thought there might be a better candidate. You just help me run the shop well. I can't do without you in this Sinnan Pavilion."

Seeing that Su Mingyu had made up her mind not to tell her, Xia Mian didn't ask anymore. She nodded and turned away.

Watching Xia Mian's departing back, Su Mingyu suddenly called out to her. "Xia Mian, I was serious about wanting to treat the wound on your face."

"You can think it over and then give me an answer. Although I know you don't care at all, it's really a pity for such a beautiful woman to have her appearance marred by such a small wound."

Xia Mian turned back and gave Su Mingyu a faint smile. "Okay. If I ever need it, I'll definitely come to you."

Su Mingyu sighed silently. Since Xia Mian had said so, it seemed she wouldn't come to her.

She turned around and left through the back door of Sinnan Pavilion. Passing by an inn, she smelled the delicious aroma wafting out and suddenly thought of something. She turned around and headed for the famous "First Fragrance Inn" in the east of the market.

When Ye Weiguang finished his work and returned to his mansion, he saw the door of his study wide open. A steaming roast duck was placed on the small tea table inside, and his newly - recognized granddaughter was sitting at the small table, smiling at him.