Ruan Bai went downstairs carrying a white schoolbag in one hand and a soft ballet skirt in the other.
The ballet skirt was specially ironed and could not be folded, so she did not put it in the bag, but put it in a transparent bag. When she got downstairs, Mu Tianyu saw it and pulled Mu Ruicheng's hand, "
Dad, I want that ballet skirt."
Seeing that she liked it, Murui Cheng asked, "Sister-in-law, where did you buy this soft skirt?"
"This was made by Shaoling abroad." Ruan Bai was a little embarrassed, what happened last night was still vivid in his mind.
Mu Ruicheng turned to look at Mu Shaoling. It was custom-made overseas. For the sake of his precious daughter, he could still afford this expenditure.
Mu Shaoling nodded, "I'll send you the address later."
"Thank you, brother." Mu Ruicheng touched Mu Tianyu's head, "When dad makes a custom order for you, sign up for a class and study ballet hard."
"Okay dad." Mu Tianyu rolled his eyes and walked to Ruan Bai's side, "Auntie, can I touch it?"
When Ruan Bai saw her hand clean, she nodded and put her skirt in her palm.
Mu Tianyu reached in and touched the fine fabric greedily, feeling a little jealous. Why should Mu Ruanruan monopolize the family's favor? Even her great-grandfather was full of praise for her.
Instead, no one is willing to treat her except her mother is better to her.
Thinking of this, Mu Tianyu lived tightly with the strap of the ballet skirt, pulled it hard, and then put anything happened. He handed the skirt to Ruan Bai.
"Auntie, give you." She smiled sweetly, no one knew what she did behind her smile.
Ruan Bai took it, smiled, and walked out side by side with Mu Shaoling.
The brother and sister were already waiting outside.
Mu Tianyu walked to Mu Ruicheng and stretched out his hand for a hug.
Mu Ruicheng bent and hugged her and asked, "I just like the skirt just now?"
"Yeah! Dad, I want one too. It feels good, just like my mother's wedding dress." Mu Tianyu said, thinking that if she puts on that skirt, it will definitely look better than Mu Ruanruan.
When Mu Ruicheng saw her little face full of likes, she nodded: "Okay, then I'll order you."
Du Ruirui stood beside their father and daughter, listening to the conversation, snorted coldly, and said coolly: "You'd better keep your word and don't lie to the child."
Murui Cheng frowned and couldn't help but turned around and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about in front of the child?"
Du Ruirui snorted coldly. She was just telling the truth. All his money now is used to build a studio, so how can he have money to buy clothes for his daughter.
She was too lazy to argue and walked out with her bag.
Mu Tianyu listened to the adult's words, raised his head and asked Mu Ruicheng, "Dad, will you buy it for me?"
"Of course." Mu Ruicheng agreed.
After packing up everything, the family set off in a grand way.
Mu Shaoling drove a car, and in the car were Ruan Bai and his twin brothers and sisters, while Mu Ruicheng drove a car, and in addition to a family of three, there was also Mr. Mu.
Mu Shaoling first sent Zhan Bai to kindergarten, and then drove to the ballet theater.
After arriving at the ballet theater, Ruan Bai sent Ruanruan to the backstage, where Teacher Zhang, who was in charge of teaching Ruanruan's ballet, had already been waiting backstage.
"Hello, Mrs. Mu." Teacher Zhang saw her and stepped forward to greet her with a smile.
Ruan Bai smiled and said: "Teacher Zhang, thank you for your hard work, I'm sorry to trouble you Ruanruan."
"No trouble, Ruan Ruan, go change your clothes first, and the teacher will give you makeup and styling later." Teacher Zhang touched Ruan Ruan's head, feeling very accomplished.
As a teacher, she is proud to be able to teach outstanding students like Ruan Ruan.
"Okay, teacher." Ruanruan picked up the ballet skirt in Ruan Bai's hand and walked into the dressing room.
Ruan Bai stood there, waiting for his daughter to come out.
After a while, Ruanruan ran out. She hadn't changed her clothes yet. She ran to Ruan Bai with a flat mouth and said, "Mom!"
Ruan Bai looked down at her, "Why haven't you changed your clothes yet?"
"The clothes are broken." Ruanruan handed the skirt in front of her.
"How is that possible? I checked it when I was ironing it today." Ruan Bai frowned, unfolded the skirt, and saw that the lace that was originally inlaid on the skirt had fallen off.
"What should we do? Mom." Ruanruan looked like she was about to cry.
This skirt is of great significance to her. In addition to being customized by Mu Shaoling and given to her, she also wore this skirt and won the championship when she participated in the competition.
Ruanruan likes this skirt very much and attaches great importance to it.
When Teacher Zhang saw it, he said "Oh!" "This skirt is fine, why is it broken?"
Ruan Bai didn't know either. She was careful when ironing and sorting it, and she didn't see any damage. Moreover, this skirt was handmade, so the quality of the needlework was definitely not bad.
"Teacher Zhang, is there any needlework here?" she asked.
"Yes, but Ruanruan is about to go on stage. Is it too late?" Teacher Zhang found out the needle and thread, glanced at the program list, and asked worriedly.
"Please help the child with makeup and styling first. I'm very quick here." Ruan Bai picked up the needle and the white thread and threaded it quickly, "Ruanruan, mommy will definitely sew the skirt."
Ruan Ruan nodded, sat on the makeup chair, and watched Ruan Bai's movements anxiously.
The lace ribbon was difficult to sew, so Ruan Bai sewed it carefully to avoid twisting it.
Mu Shaoling saw that Ruan Bai hadn't come out for so long, so he walked into the backstage and found her.
Seeing her playing with the soft ballet skirt in her hands, she asked doubtfully: "Wife?"
"The soft skirt is torn, I am sewing it." Ruan Bai explained. Although he was anxious, he still sewed carefully.
Accidentally, the needle pierced her fingertips, and she hissed.
Mu Shaoling frowned and bent over to pick up her hand and inspect it carefully.
"I'm fine." Ruan Bai saw the distress in his eyes, took out his hand, took out a tissue and wiped it casually, then continued sewing.
Because the lace strips were thin, after she sewed them, her fingers had already been inserted with several stitches, and Mu Shaoling's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
Ruan Bai was relieved. After sewing, the skirt was the same as before, "Come on, Luanhuan, put it on quickly."
"Thank you, Mom!" Her soft eyes were red. If she hadn't been worried that her makeup would be washed away by her tears, she would have cried.
Seeing Ruan Bai sewing so carefully for her, she was touched and distressed.
Ruan Bai was about to put away the needle and thread, and Teacher Zhang quickly said: "I'll do it."
"Thank you, teacher." Ruan Bai handed over the needle and thread, stood up, and looked up at Mu Shaoling's dark face. Teacher Zhang beside him was cautious due to his strong aura.
She reassured: "I'm fine, just a little injury. Don't look so gloomy."
Mu Shaoling couldn't see that she was injured, so he picked up those delicate green hands and examined the wound carefully.
Her fingertips had been pricked red by needles, which was an eyesore. He held it gently and asked, "What's wrong with the soft skirt?"
When Ruan Bai got up early in the morning to iron the skirt, Mu Shaoling was also with him. He looked at it at the time and saw that the skirt was in good condition and there was nothing wrong with it.
