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Having tormented so many people with the Cliffhanger Method, Jing Yi checked the results and went off to train his mental power in satisfaction. Once he was exhausted to the limit, he could lie down on the soft bed and sleep soundly. There was no better pleasure than that!

Thus, he still failed to notice that the red mole in his palm had grown increasingly vivid.

Oh, right—after moving in, Jing Yi had naturally claimed the master bedroom as his own without the slightest hesitation. In the utter stillness, with the years serene, perhaps because he had already decided in his heart that this was his territory, he slept more comfortably that night than ever before, straight through until dawn.

When he woke the next day, he was positively glowing!

He had originally intended to keep busy with the renovations, but after making breakfast, it suddenly occurred to him that since he had settled in, he ought to pay General Chen another visit—not merely to cling to a powerful patron, but as a matter of courtesy. After all, General Chen had helped him so much: not only saving him from misery, but also shielding him from Qin Zhengyu's pressure and allowing him to move into his late husband's home. Yang Chun's enthusiasm over his affairs might well have come at General Chen's instruction.

Jing Yi had always known how to be grateful.

No sooner said than done!

He thought that for his first return visit, he definitely needed to prepare a more substantial gift.

He should bring some pastries, but pastries alone would not do.

But aside from that, what else could he bring that would be presentable?

After thinking for a while, Jing Yi contacted Yang Chun.

When Yang Chun saw Jing Yi's number, he answered and said, "I was just about to talk to you. Regarding the venue, I've found several suitable options..."

"Let's not worry about that yet," Jing Yi interrupted. "I'd like to ask whether you know General Chen and Madam Chen's measurements."

"What measurements?" The topic had shifted so abruptly that Yang Chun was blank for a moment before catching on. "Oh, measurements for clothes? Don't tell me you want to buy them clothes?"

General Chen, who was sitting beside him, twitched an ear and leaned slightly in their direction.

"Something like that. If you have them, could you give me a copy?"

"This..." Yang Chun hesitated, then turned and silently mouthed at General Chen, "General, should I give them to him?"

General Chen gave a snort.

Just as Yang Chun thought there was no chance of this and was about to refuse Jing Yi, he saw General Chen give a reserved nod.

At least that brat had some manners for once. It wasn't classified information, so he could have it.

"Sure, but you'd better not reveal them to anyone irrelevant." With the instruction given, Yang Chun immediately sent Jing Yi a file.

"Thanks." Jing Yi smiled brightly, not expecting to get them so easily. "You're a real friend! All right, don't forget to come over before eleven in the morning the day after tomorrow for the gathering!"

"I won't forget. Don't worry."

"Mm, there's no need to rush the venue matter for now. Once Fan Qiao comes back, we'll decide based on the situation. He's better at this sort of thing."

"Okay."

After ending the call, Jing Yi happily went online to pick out fabric. He planned to have a Tang suit tailored for General Chen, including shoes. With his head full of silver hair, Jing Yi felt that it would suit him perfectly when he went for walks or exercised. As for Madam Chen, he wanted to make her an elegant qipao with three-quarter sleeves. Madam Chen was a very graceful woman, and in Jing Yi's opinion, a qipao would certainly suit her.

Since he was making clothes for the two of them, he had to choose the finest fabric, and then select the most suitable among the finest.

In the end, he chose a pale smoky-gray fabric. Almost at first glance, he had been struck by its beauty. Whether it was made into a Tang suit for a man or a qipao for a woman, on people General Chen and Madam Chen's age, it would look noble and grand, refined and dignified. He sketched it out briefly in his mind. Mm, that's right. This is the one!

The fabric would arrive in two hours. Taking advantage of that time, he began drawing the designs and making patterns according to the measurements Yang Chun had sent him.

By the time the fabric arrived, he had completed all the preliminary work. Once it came, all that remained was cutting and sewing. The reason Jing Yi felt that ordering custom clothes on the spot was not troublesome, and that there was absolutely enough time, was mainly because the Mi Star people's advanced technology was simply too capable. Nearly every household had a domestic helper, available in both idiot-proof and autonomous modes. Jing Yi used the latter, and it was far more convenient than Earth's sewing machines. Combined with his dexterous hands, every seam was perfectly aligned, the stitches fine and even, and his movements smooth and flowing. He finished sewing both outfits in only an hour.

After a little pressing and shaping, Jing Yi used cords of nearly matching colors to make traditional Chinese frog closures.

For the Tang suit, he chose symmetrical pipa closures, simple and elegant, perfectly harmonious with a men's Tang suit.

For the qipao, he chose long-tailed phoenix closures, more delicate and distinctive. Set along the right placket of the qipao, they were the finishing touch.

By the time everything was done, it was already past noon.

He did not notice while he was busy, but once he stopped, he realized that he had missed another meal... Clutching his growling stomach, Jing Yi could not help smacking his forehead in annoyance.