The embroidered pattern was a smiling face, slightly different from the little face on last year's sachet, and this smiling face looked noticeably pleasant.
Suddenly, Xiao Jinyan remembered that last year, Shen Chuwei's wish had been signed off with such a smiling face.
After a year had passed, Shen Chuwei's needlework skills still had not improved much, with rough and sparse stitches, and occasional skipped stitches.
One look and you could tell she was a beginner.
Shen Chuwei leaned in and reminded, "Jinyan, take out the old sachet and compare."
Only by highlighting the goodness of the new sachet could the uselessness of the old one be shown, and then be discarded!
Xiao Jinyan lifted his head to her, "How did you know I carried the sachet with me?"
Shen Chuwei's attractive large eyes blinked guiltily, "…I guessed."
Xiao Jinyan did not confirm or deny it.