After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

When Gu Fangxun learned that Jiang Shiyuan was the daughter of her childhood friend Zhong Xue Ning, her feelings towards her immediately changed, and she wanted to love her as her own daughter.

At this moment, her heart was filled with mixed emotions, including the joy of reunion, but also worries and concerns about the future situation.

Due to her identity as an underground party member and Jiang Shiyuan's identity as a member of the Military Control Commission, she still had to keep a certain distance from her and not be too intimate with her in front of outsiders.

She knew very well that she was shouldering the Party's mission and must not act on her emotions, let alone involve Xiaoyuan in the vortex of this chaotic world.

But it is obvious that Jiang Shiyuan has been involved for a long time...

Looking at the face in front of her that looked like her best friend, she couldn't help but want to get closer to her and make up for the promise that was not fulfilled that year.

Gu Fangxun took a deep breath, trying to calm her excitement, and a kind smile appeared on her face.

"Xiaoyuan, this cheongsam..." Gu Fangxun paused, with a hint of reluctance and helplessness in her tone.

"Auntie Fang still can't sell it to you..."

Jiang Shiyuan: “???”

Okay, okay, just for the sake of our relationship, boss lady, are you kidding me?

Jiang Shiyuan's heart skipped a beat. Did she think that everything she had just said was in vain?

So she pouted and pretended to be annoyed and said, "Why, Aunt Fang, you don't think the price I gave you is too low, do you?"

"I know this cheongsam is the result of your hard work for many days and nights. Just name a price. As long as I can afford it, I will never bargain!"

Gu Fangxun looked at Jiang Shiyuan's angry look and couldn't help but chuckle with her hands covering her mouth.

"Silly child, how could Aunt Fang be the kind of person who is blinded by money?"

"This cheongsam means a lot to Aunt Fang, and it is something that cannot be bought with any amount of money."

"Then tell me, what exactly do you want me to give up?" Jiang Shiyuan was almost confused by her, and there was a hint of coquettishness in his tone.

Gu Fangxun put away her smile, looked at Jiang Shiyuan tenderly, and said slowly: "Aunt Fang plans to give it to you directly!"

"What?!" Jiang Shiyuan suspected that he had heard it wrong and stared at Gu Fangxun with wide eyes.

"Are you kidding me? This is the most valuable item in your store!"

Gu Fangxun smiled and shook her head, then took Jiang Shiyuan's hand and said firmly, "Auntie Fang said she would give it to you, so why would she regret it?"

She couldn't help but touch Jiang Shiyuan's smooth hair and said softly, "Consider this a gift from Aunt Fang!"

"Let's go to the fitting room with Aunt Fang and see if it fits."

Before Jiang Shiyuan could react, Gu Fangxun pulled her into the fitting room.

Jiang Shiyuan is tall and well-proportioned, and is a natural clothes hanger.

This cheongsam seemed to be custom-made according to her size. It fit her perfectly when she tried it on and did not need any alterations at all.

After a while, Gu Fangxun helped Jiang Shiyuan change into her cheongsam, and took her out of the fitting room and stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror in the store.

The woman in the mirror was wearing an elegant and refined light blue Suzhou embroidery cheongsam, which outlined her exquisite figure.

The cheongsam is embroidered with delicate orchid patterns and fluttering butterflies, as if exuding a faint fragrance all over the body.

Jiang Shiyuan's long, shiny black hair was tied up into a simple bun by Gu Fangxun, with a few strands of hair hanging by her ears, making her skin look whiter than snow and her features look more picturesque.

She was like a lady from a noble family walking out gracefully from the misty rain of Jiangnan. Her bare hands gently held a handful of dewy orchids, attracting several colorful butterflies to hover around her fair wrist, which made people's hearts beat faster at the sight of her.

"Oh my God, it's so beautiful!" The young clerk couldn't help but exclaim.

Shopkeeper Wu was also stunned and muttered to himself, "It's amazing! Miss Jiang and this cheongsam have become one!"

Gu Fangxun's eyes were full of amazement. She excitedly held Jiang Shiyuan's hand and kept praising him: "They really complement each other. They are so beautiful!"

Jiang Shiyuan was also amazed by the person in the mirror, and even seemed to not recognize himself.

She felt as if she had established a magical connection with the cheongsam and was instantly drawn into a beautiful encounter in the misty rain of the south of the Yangtze River.

In the misty drizzle, she walked slowly to a bluestone bridge, holding an oil-paper umbrella painted with pink Phalaenopsis.

Just at this moment, a man in a long gown, also holding an umbrella, came towards them.

She couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she could vaguely smell his rich orchid fragrance when they passed by each other...

Jiang Shiyuan came back to his senses in an instant, then turned around with a smile and held Gu Fangxun's hand.

"Aunt Fang, I'll accept this cheongsam. Thank you so much!"

"In addition, I would like you to make me some cheongsams and dresses with bright colors and novel styles. Is that okay with you?"

Before Gu Fangxun could react, she was a little confused by Jiang Shiyuan's enthusiasm.

"Ah? Okay, okay, of course you can. Just tell me what you want to be. Aunt Fang will make you the most fashionable girl in Shanghai!"

Gu Fangxun patted Jiang Shiyuan's hands and smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into slits.

"But Aunt Fang, you can't think of giving it to me as a gift this time. You must charge me according to the market price!" Jiang Shiyuan's tone was firm and would not tolerate any refusal.

"It's not easy for a woman like you to open a shop in the French Concession. Rent, fabrics, labor, which one of them doesn't cost money?" She counted the various costs of opening a shop on her fingers, trying to convince Gu Fangxun.

"If you keep giving things away for free like this, then you're really just doing charity. If this goes on for a long time, how can this store stay open?"

The reason why Jiang Shiyuan tried so hard to persuade Gu Fangxun to charge the full price was that he knew that Sui'an Customization, as a fixed contact point for the organization, was also responsible for the expenses of organizing various activities.

The underground party comrades have had a hard enough life, she can't make things any worse for them!

Jiang Shiyuan wants to be the organization’s little god of wealth and little god of medicine in the future!

Gu Fangxun looked at Jiang Shiyuan's serious expression and felt a warm feeling in her heart.

This child is so well-behaved and sensible!

"Xiaoyuan, you..." Gu Fangxun's eyes were slightly red, and she wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Jiang Shiyuan.

"Aunt Fang, please stop refusing. If you really treat me as your own, just listen to me, okay?"

Jiang Shiyuan held Gu Fangxun's hand, shook it gently, and spoke in a coquettish tone.

Gu Fangxun looked at the face in front of her that looked exactly like her best friend Zhong Xue Ning, and her heart softened. How could she say no?

"Okay, okay, Aunt Fang will listen to you!" Gu Fangxun agreed with a smile, even the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes revealed kindness.

She was well aware of the huge expenses of the organization in Shanghai. The income from Sui'an Clothing Customization Shop and Fang Lansheng's performance fees were still not enough.

"Come on, Aunt Fang will take you to see the top items in my private collection!"

As Gu Fangxun spoke, he pulled Jiang Shiyuan towards the warehouse.

He looked like he wanted to put all the good things in front of her, with the word "biased" clearly written on his face.

Jiang Shiyuan was infected by Gu Fangxun's enthusiasm and became excited as well.

The two of them picked and chose among the dazzling array of fabrics, discussing styles and patterns in low voices from time to time.

Time passed by unknowingly, the sun set, and it was time to close the store.

"Gurgle..." Jiang Shiyuan's stomach protested inappropriately.

When Gu Fangxun heard the voice, she couldn't help but chuckle with her hands covering her mouth.

"Look at my memory. I've forgotten the time. Come on, Aunt Fang will make you a bowl of wontons."

As he spoke, Gu Fangxun pulled Jiang Shiyuan into the small kitchen in the inner room.

After a while, a bowl of steaming three-fresh wontons was served to Jiang Shiyuan, with a handful of coriander on top.

"Try it quickly and see if it suits your taste!" Gu Fangxun looked at Jiang Shiyuan with a smile, her eyes full of pampering.

Jiang Shiyuan picked up the spoon, gently scooped a wonton and put it into his mouth. A familiar taste instantly exploded in his taste buds.

This tastes exactly the same as the wonton dishes cooked by the owner of the wonton stall in the food street of Sacred Heart Hospital!

Jiang Shiyuan suddenly looked up and looked at Gu Fangxun, with a storm in his heart.

She instantly realized that these two proprietresses with completely different looks, temperaments and accents were actually the same person!

Apparently when Jiang Shiyuan first saw Gu Fangxun on the food street, she disguised herself very professionally.

But Jiang Shiyuan chose to see through it without saying anything, and was even touched that Gu Fangxun actually remembered his habit of eating coriander.

When Gu Fangxun looked at the pile of coriander in Jiang Shiyuan's bowl that was as high as a hill, she became even more certain that this child was Xue Ning's daughter!

Both the mother and daughter have the same habit of loving to eat coriander, so she really didn't recognize the wrong person!