"Tomorrow, I'll take these furniture designs to show the people at the furniture store." Jiang Xingye held the drawings, inspired by Xu Qinghuan's finishing touch, which had also opened a new path for him.
"Huanhuan, I think we could create a set of furniture. For instance, I've noticed that bedding—pillowcases, sheets, and bedspreads—usually share the same pattern. We could make the furniture in a particular style too."
Xu Qinghuan was a bit envious of his ingenuity. "Sure, let's make it a series, specifically for weddings, like a set of bed, wardrobe, table, and chairs, something like a 'Joyful Magpie' series, or a 'Spring Blossoms' series."
Jiang Xingye threw away the drafts and hugged her, whispering into her ear, "When we get married, what style do you prefer? A pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water, dragon and phoenix auspiciousness, or the kirin bringing a child..."
