Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1689 - 1686: Look at What You’ve Done

Hearing Liu Shimei's words, Xu Wendong shivered involuntarily, quickly shaking his head. "Sis, this sort of thing must not be done, absolutely must not be done!"

Some actions are permissible.

But others are unequivocally off-limits.

Despite the intimate history shared between Xu Wendong, Liu Shimei, and Zhang Nian, engaging in certain activities simultaneously was a line Xu Wendong would not cross. That was his absolute boundary!

A flicker of disappointment crossed Liu Shimei's eyes, yet she didn't press the matter further. She simply tilted her head slightly, her gaze locking onto Xu Wendong with profound emotion. Then, she leaned in and softly kissed his cheek. "Rest for a bit, I'll prepare breakfast."

With that, she rose slowly, a hint of exertion in her movements, and began searching for attire. Noticing the nightgown on the floor, torn to shreds during their passionate encounter, she subtly frowned, a trace of grievance in her eyes as she cast a gentle, reproachful look at Xu Wendong. She then moved to the wardrobe, carefully selecting a deep blue floral qipao, which she elegantly donned before gracefully exiting the bedroom.

Xu Wendong quickly tidied himself and followed Liu Shimei to the bathroom.

For him,

true happiness wasn't confined to romantic nights with the woman he loved. Sharing the simple act of brushing teeth and washing faces together was also a source of profound joy and warmth!

Within the bathroom, the soft light illuminated their faces, showing a comfortable weariness mingled with contentment. Standing side-by-side at the sink, their reflections mirrored in the glass, Xu Wendong picked up a toothbrush, squeezed on toothpaste, and began his routine. Liu Shimei followed suit, and for a time, the only sound was the gentle friction of bristles against teeth, filling the small space with a serene and cozy atmosphere.

After completing their morning preparations, Liu Shimei moved into the kitchen, skillfully retrieving various fresh ingredients from the refrigerator. Soon, the comforting sounds of cooking filled the air. On the stove, eggs sizzled invitingly in the pan, gradually transforming into golden pancakes. Elsewhere, buns steamed enticingly in the steamer, their aroma promising deliciousness. The simmering porridge bubbled gently, releasing the comforting fragrance of rice.

With Liu Shimei's dedicated culinary efforts, a sumptuous breakfast soon adorned the table: a vibrant fruit salad, crispy fried dough sticks, and steaming soy milk. Each dish was a tempting display, silently conveying Liu Shimei's deep affection and care for Xu Wendong.

Following breakfast, Xu Wendong and Liu Shimei departed together. Xu Wendong proceeded directly to the black Mercedes, opening the passenger door for her with gentlemanly grace. Once she was settled, he moved to the driver's side, started the engine, and the car smoothly pulled away from the neighborhood.

After a short drive, the car came to a halt in front of a qipao store in the East City District. Xu Wendong alighted first, swiftly moving to the other side to open the car door for Liu Shimei once more, offering his hand to help her alight. This gesture deeply touched Liu Shimei.

"This is my business!" Liu Shimei declared, her eyes shining with pride as she gazed at the qipao store, a testament to her decade of hard work. The establishment, conceived and realized by her ten years prior, began as a modest handmade qipao boutique. Though small, the shop exuded her distinctive taste and skill in every detail. The interior boasted a simple yet elegant decor, adorned with exquisite qipao design sketches on the walls. On display racks, a diverse array of meticulously crafted qipaos showcased everything from traditional classics to modern interpretations, each highlighting Liu Shimei's profound understanding and mastery of the qipao art form.

Over the past ten years, Liu Shimei had carved a niche in the Qipao World through her exceptional hand-sewing abilities and an unwavering commitment to perfection in every aspect, earning widespread acclaim and customer recognition. Her qipaos, whether in material selection, cutting, stitching, or embellishment, exemplified a pursuit of excellence. Every needle and thread seemed imbued with her passion for the qipao, lending each garment a unique spirit that allowed any woman wearing it to radiate distinct charm and grace. Furthermore, to cater to the varied needs of her clientele, Liu Shimei had thoughtfully integrated a professional qipao cleaning service into her shop. She keenly understood that for many women, qipaos represented more than mere clothing; they were vessels of emotional and cultural significance. Consequently, the cleaning process employed the gentlest and most meticulous methods, ensuring the preservation of each qipao's texture and color, thereby maintaining their original delicate beauty and allure.

"Sis, if this is the career you love, I'll back you up in making it bigger and stronger." Xu Wendong looked at her with genuine sincerity. "But if this is merely a job to make ends meet, then close up shop or sell it off, and I'll wholeheartedly support that decision too!"

"I'll take care of you for the rest of your life!"

A radiant smile bloomed on Liu Shimei’s face, yet she still replied, "Relying on oneself is better than relying on others. Even if you can take care of me, what happens if you have to leave one day? Who will I depend on then?"

"I’ll keep running this shop!"

Xu Wendong didn’t offer many more words.

He had wanted to say that he could bestow upon Liu Shimei boundless riches, ensuring she wouldn't face hardship even if he were to depart.

However...

The words hovered at the edge of his lips, only to be swallowed back down.

Because he understood; sometimes, wealth can fulfill material needs but contributes little to emotional fulfillment.

It would be far more beneficial for Liu Shimei to pursue a profession she genuinely enjoyed, thus nurturing the contentment of her inner spirit!

At that precise moment.

Suddenly, a woman in her thirties stormed into the shop, her face etched with fury. She brandished a qipao high in her hand, revealing a glaring tear along the hem.

"Liu Shimei, look at the mess you've made!" The woman furiously slammed the qipao onto the counter. "I paid a small fortune to have this qipao custom-made, entrusted it to you for cleaning, and now look at its condition! You must provide an explanation and compensate me for my loss!"

Liu Shimei’s brow furrowed slightly as she stepped forward to meticulously inspect the damage on the qipao.

She was well aware that her shop’s cleaning procedures were always executed with the utmost care; such a mistake was virtually impossible.

Raising her gaze to the irate customer, she responded politely, "Miss Wu, our establishment has always prioritized meticulous cleaning. We conducted a thorough inspection and recorded the condition when we received your qipao, and this damage did not occur during the cleaning process."

Upon hearing this, the woman’s anger erupted. Placing her hands on her hips, she raised her voice, "What are you implying? Are you suggesting I deliberately damaged it myself just to extort you?"