"Me?" Yan Moying was stunned, looked at Yun Keyou, then looked at Zhaolin and Yin Ruchen.

Although Zhaolin was reluctant to let Yan Moying stay in front of Yun Keyou for a while, he thought that Yan Moying would leave soon and had been separated for five years, so he said to Yan Moying: "Maybe she has something to do, so Miss Yin and I will go out first."

Yin Ruchen had no other ideas and went out with Zhaolin.

As soon as Zhaolin and Yin Ruchen left, Yun Keyou took out a cloth bag. She poured out nine purses from the cloth bag. Some of the purses looked rough, while others looked decent.

Yun Keyou picked up one of the best ones and said to Yan Moying: "Brother Moying, the purse you brought with you is old. This is the new one I made for you. The patterns on it are all embroidered by me one by one. You also know that I don't like to do needlework and are not good at it, but I have learned it very seriously. The others are made earlier than this one, but I am not satisfied with those. If I do one is not satisfied, I will make another one. If I am not satisfied, I will continue to do it again. Every time I see it, I will be more happy than the one I made first. Until this last one can finally pass the eye. But what I do is not good. I hope you don't dislike it and accept it." Yun Keyou said sincerely and had sincere eyes, and handed the ninth purse she made to Yan Moying.

"Keyou, I'll just change it if the purse is old. How hard it is for you!" Yan Moying took the purse and said, "Thank you! Thank you so much!"

Yun Keyou smiled and said, "I didn't feel much hard work, I'm just a little worried that you will think I'm not doing well enough."

Yan Moying looked at the purse carefully and felt that the thing was really finely crafted. He praised: "You are doing so well and don't need to worry about being laughed at by His Royal Highness! If he saw it, he would admire you. I admire you very much now!"

"How is that possible..." Yun Keyou's face turned slightly red.

"Haha, don't belittle yourself!" Yan Moying said with a smile.

"Don't show it to him!" Yun Keyou said.

Yan Moying looked at the pattern embroidered on the purse again. The neat stitches and the right stitch distance. If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, it would be hard for him to think that this purse was made by Yun Keyou, a person who was not interested in needlework. He picked up a few of the other eight purses, and the workmanship of those purse was not as good as the ninth one. In addition, one of the eight purse was so rough that it was a bit dissatisfied. Compared with the ninth one, it would even make people feel that these two did not look like they were from the same person. Yan Moying thought that perhaps the roughest one was the one she made first. He deeply felt that the thin thread on the pattern of the ninth purse had been passed through Yun Keyou tried his best and used a lot of energy. He said a little unbearable: "How troublesome you learn to do this purpose! You don't like to do needlework."

"It was a very troublesome thing, but when I thought I wanted to give you a wallet, I didn't feel it was troublesome; I don't like to do needlework, but I like to do it for you." Yun Keyou looked at Yan Moying and said sincerely.

"Keyou, you..." After hearing this, Yan Moying saw Yun Keyou looking at him with a different look than usual, and he was stunned.
Chapter completed!