Wei Chengan rented a room next door and settled Zhang Xiufang in it.
This was something Chi Yin had anticipated on the very night Zhang Xiufang was raped.
No one would stand by and watch their own mother get ruined by a man.
Wei Chengan was not a time-traveler reborn; he was incapable of carrying out the vicious acts of vengeance that she had committed.
Chi Yin's clothing designs became an absolute sensation in Yuegang, and Uncle Han's business took off as if fueled by magic.
Every new batch of clothes sold out the moment it hit the shelves, and people were even chasing after them to buy the sample garments.
This was the most successful venture Uncle Han had experienced in all his years of doing business.
Spotting the business opportunity, Uncle Han directly doubled Chi Yin's workload from fifteen design drafts a month to thirty, and now he hounded her for thirty new sketches every month.
With things selling so well over at Uncle Han's end, Chi Yin received her share of the dividends as well.
During that period, she devoted all her time to drawing design sketches.
On top of that, some customers brought their own fabrics and specifically asked her to make clothes for them, keeping her so busy she barely had a moment to rest, let alone pay attention to Zhang Xiufang's side.
During that time, Zhang Xiufang was unusually quiet; sometimes she would wander into Chi Yin's courtyard to tease the child, and sometimes she would peer in from the doorway.
In short, she stoppe…
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