Chapter 708: Chapter 702, Chapter 703: Ning Wan in a Qipao_2

"Husband, you should ask Sister Ning Wan. Yimei Clothing Shop is managed by her people."

Even though Chen Mo initially handed Yimei Clothing Shop to Xia Zhiqing, she wasn’t cut out for business. So, she asked Ning Wan for help, while she took charge of making clothes for the sisters in the mansion.

After saying this, she saw Chen You crawling on the ground and immediately got up to pick up her daughter, saying, "Just one moment without watching you, and you start rolling on the floor. How dirty it is! If you do it again, mommy will spank your little bottom."

Seeing Zhiqing educating her daughter, Chen Mo summoned Ning Wan to the study to chat.

Ning Wan said to wait a moment, she would go to the room to get the account book.

Chen Mo trusted her and went to the study to wait for her.

Soon after, with the sound of clear footsteps approaching, Chen Mo looked towards the door of the study. There stood a woman in a qipao, like a serene ink painting, poetically before his eyes. Her graceful figure wrapped in the qipao appeared even more delicate and charming, and the elegant lines seemed like willow catkins dancing in the water towns of Jiangnan.

The person who came was Ning Wan.

She wore a blue and white qipao, also stepping in high heels, making her silhouette particularly tall and slender, perfectly embodying the inner reserve and elegance of her opponent.

Seeing Chen Mo’s stunned expression, Ning Wan was very pleased in her heart. She shyly lowered her head, then looked up and softly asked, "Husband, do I look good?"

Chen Mo understood that fetching the account book was only part of her purpose; she had truly gone to change into this qipao.

"You look stunning." Originally, Chen Mo wanted to see Xia Zhiqing in a qipao, but he was unexpectedly presented with this view by Ning Wan first, so he said, "Come over here and let me have a look."

Ning Wan walked toward Chen Mo, her steps gracefully swaying. She confidently twirled in front of Chen Mo.

When she first put it on, even she felt incredibly beautiful.

Chen Mo admired her, then reached out to touch Ning Wan’s thigh.

Even through the dress, Ning Wan felt the warmth of Chen Mo’s large hand, causing her face to flush. She instinctively wrapped her arms around Chen Mo’s shoulders.

On the qipao designs drawn by Chen Mo, the slit of the qipao skirt was at the thigh, but the slit on Ning Wan’s blue and white qipao almost reached the hip.

This allowed Chen Mo to explore without the barrier of clothing.

"Wan’Er has gotten more daring these recent years," Chen Mo said while fondling her shapely backside, blowing hot breath in her ear.

Though the young man teasing her was several years younger than herself, Ning Wan’s face became even more rosy, yet her heart pounded with delight. With his teasing, she found herself feeling somewhat pleased, and she said, "Doesn’t husband like it?"

Spending everyday with those courtesans of the Qing Dance, while managing the business of the Prince’s Mansion, one can’t be timid.

Chen Mo’s big hand slightly moved upward, holding Ning Wan’s slender waist without any unnecessary words. He gently lowered his head, capturing her soft and smooth lips, savoring the sweet, clear breath.

Ning Wan encircled Chen Mo’s neck with her arms, her wildly beating heart swelling with immense joy.

First intimacies after long separations are always captivating.

The same was true for Chen Mo. As one’s threshold for stimulation grows, one needs to find something different to bring freshness.

Otherwise, even the most beautiful person, if met with unchanging routine every day, would eventually grow tiresome.

After holding Ning Wan for a while, Chen Mo said, "Alright, let’s talk about the business of Yimei Clothing Shop. Otherwise, I’m afraid I won’t be able to resist devouring you."

On hearing this, Ning Wan’s cheeks were as red as sunset clouds. After they parted, she tidied her slightly crumpled qipao and began to speak softly.

After the initial bustling days of opening, in the following months, Yimei Clothing Shop’s performance can only be described as decent.

Aside from the cost of clothes and personnel expenses, they could still earn several hundred to a thousand taels a month, which cannot compare to Fu Ze Restaurant.

Regarding this, Ning Wan analyzed several reasons.

First, Yimei Clothing Shop attracts few new customers, and most business is generated by repeat customers.

Second is due to perception—the clothing from Yimei Clothing Shop, although beautiful, is too revealing, making it less acceptable. Men like it though, wanting to buy them for their wives or concubines to wear privately, but are afraid of gossip.

Third, the pricing is slightly high.

The world is difficult now, and common people aren’t affluent. They aim to spend money wisely, caring less about clothing.

Currently, the main consumers of Yimei Clothing Shop are brothel girls, with some rich daughters, wealthy ladies, and playful sons of wealthy families.

After hearing Ning Wan’s analysis, Chen Mo nodded, realizing he had been somewhat naive initially.

Without a shift in perceptions, even if peace returns and people become affluent, products like bikinis and swimwear from Yimei Clothing Shop wouldn’t sell well.

"Let’s consider it as job creation." Seeing that the shop could break even, Chen Mo didn’t intend to close it down. He said, "Previously when I went to Jiangnan, I noticed the women there dressed more openly. You could send someone to open a shop in Jiangnan and sell clothing with a little more fabric."

"I’ve already sent someone to inspect Jiangnan. If nothing goes wrong, there should be news in a few days." What Chen Mo could think of, Ning Wan naturally had thought of long ago. She further said, "Cultures in places like the Western Regions and Jin Xia are relatively open. Unfortunately, due to the current unruly times, trade has stopped. If we could sell to the Western Regions and Jin Xia, we might make a significant profit."

Chen Mo nodded, guiding Ning Wan to sit at the work desk with him. She sat on his lap, and he asked, "What about men’s clothing?"

It should be noted that Chen Mo’s original plan for Yimei Clothing Shop included selling men’s clothing in addition to women’s wear.

Ning Wan wriggled her waist, adjusting herself on Chen Mo’s lap as she found it a bit uncomfortable. She said, "Men’s clothing hasn’t started selling yet, we’ve only made some samples. I plan to wait until we are in the Capital before launching men’s clothing."

As she spoke, Ning Wan continued explaining her upcoming plans to Chen Mo.

Currently, the best-selling items at Yimei Clothing Shop are qipaos, stockings, slip dresses, swimwear, and high heels.

Qipaos and slip dresses are bought by the wealthy ladies.

Swimwear and stockings are the favorites of the brothel girls.

As for bikinis, even the brothel girls don’t buy many.

Hence, Ning Wan plans to stop or reduce the production of items beyond these and use the savings to boost the production of these best-selling items.

"Since Zhiqing let you take charge of Yimei Clothing Shop, do as you see fit." As he spoke, Chen Mo swept aside the items on the desk.

Just as Ning Wan softly replied with an "Mm," Chen Mo lifted her up and placed her on the desk in the next moment.

The height of the desk was just right, level with Chen Mo’s waist.

Ning Wan wrapped her arms around Chen Mo’s shoulders, her flushed face blooming like crimson clouds. Her voice quivered uncontrollably as she asked, "Husband, what are you going to...do?"

"...You." Chen Mo, with minimal words, conveyed his intent clearly.

Upon hearing this, Ning Wan’s heart fluttered with bashfulness, her pearly teeth biting her glossy lower lip, and her beautiful eyes misted over, yet she did not refuse and only said, "Husband, it’s still...broad daylight."

"Broad daylight is good, no need to light a lamp, it saves lamp oil money."

Chen Mo laughed.

The advantage of the qipao’s slit was apparent; without needing to undress, just by lifting the skirt slightly, those long slender legs, almost immaculate, shone glaringly white.

The high heels on her feet dangled in the air.

Ning Wan’s breath became shallow.

As a man, Chen Mo not only had to bear the pressure of family, but he couldn’t falter under the demands from his wife and concubines either.

Watching the young figure bow before her, Ning Wan’s eyes flashed with tension. As E Mei tightened sharply, she hurriedly raised her hand to cover her mouth but was a bit too late, letting out a soft moan.