In the 1980s, watching a movie was quite fashionable. Being a movie ticket seller was naturally an iron rice bowl job – one could occasionally get free benefit movie tickets for friends and family. It wasn’t a bad job at all!

So why did Xia Xiaolan immediately suggest Sun Chunsheng return to the Sun family’s traditional trade? It was all because of that gleaming pair of scissors belonging to the Sun family – neither rusted nor damaged, still polished to a shine, showing how well Sun Chunsheng had maintained it. It was also because of Sun Chunsheng’s well-maintained tailor’s hands and his skills that Grandmother Yu described as “carrying true inheritance.”

Even the best skills become rusty without practice. If Sun Chunsheng didn’t want to be a tailor, he could have just continued being a ticket seller. But he must have practiced his family’s traditional craft privately quite often.

Xia Xiaolan convinced Sun Chunsheng without much effort.

“I’ve long wanted to quit. I’ve let down the unit’s trust,” Sun Chunsheng said, hanging his head shyly.

He truly didn’t want to work as a ticket seller. The Sun family was meant to handle scissors and make clothes, but he lacked the courage to resign. The cinema job was so stable – even if he had the courage, his family wouldn’t allow it.

Among other traditional brand inheritors, the bold ones had already reopened their businesses. Sun Chunsheng was more timid; he didn’t dare to open his tailor shop and be responsible for profits and losses.

When Xia Xiaolan offered to hire him to make clothes with a decent salary, Sun Chunsheng felt as if granted amnesty. How could he not be happy about finally escaping from a job he disliked?

Xia Xiaolan asked Sun Chunsheng to take measurements and make clothes for Liu Fen, letting him choose the fabric himself. Sun Chunsheng was practically floating with joy.

This man truly seemed to love making clothes. It was a pity he had spent so many years doing work he had no interest in, only making clothes for family members occasionally, only to be scolded by his wife for lacking ambition, saying a grown man shouldn’t spend all day fiddling with needles and thread.

Yet in this world, most good tailors and designers were men. Chen Xiliang was male, and he was fascinated with designing clothes. There was nothing wrong with Sun Chunsheng, the eldest grandson of Sun Yijian, enjoying making clothes.

Xia Xiaolan had originally planned to order two outfits for her mother to wear to Ji Ya’s wedding. She hadn’t expected to discover such a skilled craftsman. This heaven-sent Tailor Sun was too good to pass up, so she quickly picked him up to send to Chen Xiliang. One loved being a designer with ideas, the other had strong practical skills – Chen Xiliang would surely welcome Tailor Sun warmly.

Xia Xiaolan was very satisfied with Sun Chunsheng’s craftsmanship. Grandmother Yu also missed Sun Yijian dearly, and before Sun Chunsheng left for Yangcheng, she had him make several pieces of clothing for her.

Liu Fen had a virtuous temperament. While Xia Xiaolan appeared charming, Liu Fen was known as ‘Honest Liu,’ without many clever thoughts, appearing very dignified. After living with Grandmother Yu for two years, her temperament and bearing had subtly changed. Liu Fen had become confident from within, and Sun Chunsheng’s clothes suited her perfectly.

The National Day holiday connected with the weekend – October 1st was a Monday, so this weekend was a three-day holiday. Having just had a grand military parade last year, this year’s National Day celebrations were more low-key. According to school regulations, classes would resume on the day of Ji Ya’s wedding. Ji Ya truly had a face – Xia Xiaolan even took leave for this event… considering Xia Xiaolan had never missed school for her business, giving Ji Ya such a face meant she would have to find compensation elsewhere.

Ji Jiangyuan would certainly take leave – the support payment agreement was one thing, but he had to attend Ji Ya’s wedding. Ning Xue would also take leave, as Zhen Wenxiu had already agreed to take her to the wedding banquet. Ji Ya had also invited Ning Yanfan, but he declined citing his advanced age and poor health.

The entire Ji family would be heading to Pengcheng. Ji Ya’s wedding was causing quite a stir for everyone.

All these people were going to Pengcheng together. But none of them knew that Xia Xiaolan and Liu Fen would be going too. No one had thought in that direction – how could Ji Ya possibly invite Xia Xiaolan and her mother to her wedding? Neither Ji Jiangyuan, her son, nor Ji Lin, her elder brother, could have imagined that Ji Ya would send an invitation to Tang Hongen, even asking him to bring his family members.

Xia Xiaolan wasn’t rushing to help with Ji Ya’s wedding. With the weekend and National Day holiday combined, time was preciously abundant. She wanted to deliver Tailor Sun to Chen Xiliang and discuss Luna’s matters with him.

But except for Ji Jiangyuan, others didn’t know she made regular weekly trips to Pengcheng, often taking the same flight as Ji Jiangyuan.

When they encountered Xia Xiaolan on the plane, Ji Lin, Zhen Wenxiu, and others’ expressions were quite spectacular.

“What a coincidence!” Xia Xiaolan exclaimed sincerely.

Zhen Wenxiu seemed to be grinding her teeth.

Ji Lin, however, stared intently at Liu Fen. The last time at Quanjude, Tang Hongen had brought this woman. Appearing together in public without avoiding suspicion – what was Tang Hongen thinking?

The women in this family were all scheming. The daughter Xia Xiaolan had firmly attached herself to the Zhou family, and the mother was even more shameless, trying to seduce Tang Hongen at her age – people like Ji Lin had shit in their hearts, so they saw shit everywhere on others, yet couldn’t smell the stench from their own family.

If Liu Fen was considered shameless, then his sister Ji Ya should be put in a pig cage and drowned!

“Aunt Liu.” Ji Jiangyuan politely greeted Liu Fen, and she responded appropriately.

Ji Jiangyuan was Xia Xiaolan’s classmate and Tang Hongen’s son. The conflicts of the older generation shouldn’t extend to Ji Jiangyuan – Liu Fen could distinguish this much.

Ji Jiangyuan had only exchanged a few words with Xia Xiaolan and her mother, but Zhen Wenxiu was quite displeased and felt threatened. Ji Jiangyuan and Xia Xiaolan were too familiar – their tone and manner showed they had frequent contact. Their familiarity made Zhen Wenxiu lower her voice, “Isn’t Xia Xiaolan dating that Zhou guy? Did they break up?”

Ning Xue never cared for such gossip, but couldn’t avoid others discussing it. Break up? Just half a month ago, Xia Xiaolan had appeared with Zhou Cheng at Huaqing Cafeteria. Ning Xue shook her head: “I heard their relationship is very good. Mom, why are you concerned about her affairs?”

If she weren’t her mother, Ning Xue would have bluntly told Zhen Wenxiu she was being too nosy.

Zhen Wenxiu choked – who was she worrying about?

But if she hadn’t broken up with Zhou Cheng, why was she so close to Ji Jiangyuan? How shameless – no wonder Ji Ya looked down on Xia Xiaolan.

So young yet not learning proper behavior – comparing her with her Xue’er was an insult to Xue’er’s efforts!

Xia Xiaolan’s nose itched slightly. This flight had gathered quite a crowd – who knew how many were secretly cursing her… Thinking about how these people hated her, gnashing their teeth in hatred, yet could do nothing about it, and would have a touching reunion at Ms. Ji Ya’s wedding – just imagining it made Xia Xiaolan extremely happy.

No, she couldn’t get too carried away. Xia Xiaolan self-criticized for three seconds.

According to her summary, half of all villains died from talking too much, the other half from being smug. Look at those righteous people – they might be pleased too, but they kept it in their hearts and never spoke of it!

…She had to hold back. Only those who could endure would laugh until the final episode. Being a righteous character was boring – Xia Xiaolan still preferred being a villain. Slapping faces was so satisfying!