Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 1689 - 1686: Look at What You’ve Done

Upon hearing Liu Shimei’s words, Xu Wendong shivered involuntarily and quickly shook his head, saying, "Sis, this kind of thing shouldn’t be done, absolutely shouldn’t be done!"

Some things can be done.

But some things absolutely cannot be done.

Even though Xu Wendong, Liu Shimei, and Zhang Nian have had relations.

But absolutely cannot do those things at the same time.

That’s his bottom line!

A hint of obvious disappointment flashed in Liu Shimei’s eyes, yet she did not continue to argue.

She merely lifted her head slightly, gazing at Xu Wendong with eyes filled with deep emotion, then leaned in gently, planting a soft kiss on his cheek, "You rest for a while, I’ll go prepare breakfast."

Having said that, she sat up slowly with a bit of effort and began to look for clothes.

Upon seeing the nightgown on the floor, torn to shreds in the heat of passion by Xu Wendong, she frowned slightly, her gaze showing a hint of faint grievance, casting a gentle reproachful glance at Xu Wendong.

Immediately after, she stepped to the wardrobe, carefully selecting from inside, taking out a deep blue floral qipao dress, elegantly putting it on, and then gracefully walked out of the bedroom.

Xu Wendong quickly tidied his clothes and followed Liu Shimei to the bathroom.

To him,

Happiness isn’t just about romantic nights with the woman he loves.

Brushing teeth together, washing faces together, is also something very happy and heartwarming!

Inside the bathroom, the soft light cast down, reflecting their slightly weary but happy faces.

They stood side by side at the sink, their reflections appearing in the mirror. Xu Wendong picked up a toothbrush, squeezed on toothpaste, and began brushing his teeth.

Liu Shimei did the same, for a while, only the faint sound of toothbrushes rubbing against teeth echoed in the small space, the atmosphere serene and cozy.

After finishing their morning routine, Liu Shimei gently walked into the kitchen, skillfully opening the refrigerator to take out various fresh ingredients.

Soon, the sound of clashing pots and pans echoed in the kitchen.

In a short while, in the frying pan on the stove, the eggs sizzled joyfully, gradually solidifying into golden pancakes.

Elsewhere, in the steamer, the buns steamed hotly, emitting a tempting aroma, ready to come out.

And the porridge being simmered bubbled away, the fragrance of rice wafting all around.

With Liu Shimei’s devoted cooking, a sumptuous breakfast soon filled the table with vibrant fruit salad, crispy and delicious fried dough sticks, an steaming soy milk.

Each item appeared incredibly tempting, as if silently narrating Liu Shimei’s deep affection and care for Xu Wendong.

After breakfast, Xu Wendong and Liu Shimei walked out of the house together.

Xu Wendong walked straight to the black Mercedes, gentlemanly opened the passenger door for her. After she settled in, he went around to the driver’s seat, started the engine, and the car slowly drove away from the neighborhood.

After a while, the car came to a steady stop in front of a qipao store in the East City District.

Xu Wendong got out first, quickly walked to the other side, once again gentlemanly opened the car door for Liu Shimei, reaching out to help her out.

This instantly filled Liu Shimei’s emotional value.

"This is my business!" Liu Shimei looked at the qipao store, which encapsulated her years of effort, with pride shining in her eyes.

The store was meticulously planned and founded by her ten years ago, initially just a small-scale handmade qipao shop.

The shop was not large, but it showcased her unique taste and craftsmanship everywhere.

The interior decor was simple yet elegant, with exquisite qipao design sketches hanging on the walls.

On the clothing racks, various styles and meticulously crafted qipaos were displayed.

From traditional classic styles to innovative designs incorporating modern elements, each showcased Liu Shimei’s profound understanding and exquisite technique in qipao art.

Over the past ten years, Liu Shimei emerged in the Qipao World with her exceptional hand-sewing skills and persistent pursuit of perfection in every detail, earning her numerous accolades and recognition from customers.

Her qipaos, whether in material selection, cutting, sewing, or decoration, strive for excellence, every needle and thread infused with her love and focus on qipao, seemingly endowing each with a unique soul, allowing every woman wearing them to exhibit distinct charm and grace.

Moreover,

To meet customers’ diverse needs, Liu Shimei thoughtfully added a qipao cleaning service in the shop.

She understood deeply that for women, qipaos are not just clothes, but an emotional and cultural attachment.

Therefore, during cleaning, she employed the gentlest and most meticulous methods.

Carefully safeguarding the texture and color of each qipao, ensuring they maintained their original delicacy and charm after cleaning.

"Sis, if this is the career you love, I support you in making it bigger and stronger." Xu Wendong stared at her with heartfelt sincerity, "If this is just work to make ends meet, close the shop, or transfer it to someone else, I support wholeheartedly!"

"For the rest of your life, I’ll take care of you!"

A brilliant smile emerged on Liu Shimei’s face, but she still said, "Depending on others is not as good as depending on oneself. Even if you can take care of me, what if one day you have to leave, then who will I depend on?"

"I’ll continue running this shop!"

Xu Wendong didn’t say much else.

He wanted to say that he could provide Liu Shimei with endless wealth, even if he left someday, she wouldn’t have to worry about hunger.

But...

The words reached his lips, but he swallowed them back.

Because he understood, sometimes money can only solve material needs but cannot provide much emotional value.

Far better for Liu Shimei to find a job she likes to sustain the satisfaction of her spiritual world!

Just then.

Suddenly, a woman in her thirties stormed in angrily, holding a qipao high in her hand, with a glaring damage on the hem of the dress.

"Liu Shimei, look at what you’ve done!" The woman furiously tossed the qipao onto the counter, "I spent a fortune customizing this qipao, sent it here for cleaning, and now look at its state! You have to give me an explanation, compensate for my loss!"

Liu Shimei frowned slightly, stepped forward to carefully examine the damage on the qipao.

She knew well that the cleaning process in her shop was always rigorous, such a mistake couldn’t possibly occur.

She raised her head to the other, and said politely: "Miss Wu, our store has always focused on quality cleaning, and we did a detailed inspection record when receiving your qipao, this damage wasn’t caused during cleaning."

Upon hearing this, the woman exploded with anger, her hands on her hips, raising her voice: "What do you mean? Are you suggesting I damaged it myself to extort you?"