C1983 Give Me a Slap!

"It's done!"

As Lin Xingyue was debating whether to kick Zhong Wen's butt, he let out an excited yell.

He triumphantly hoisted a vibrantly colored robe into the air, his expression one of smug pride, like a victorious general flaunting a captured enemy flag.

Is he making clothes for me?

That was Lin Xingyue's initial thought.

Considering her clothes had been ruined by Zhong Wen