After all, she actively sent people to plant trees.
Chu Hengās hand gently brushed against her waist, making Ye Muyu feel a bit ticklish. She wanted to avoid it but thought there was no need, so she simply let him pinch and prod until she couldnāt stand it anymore and then slapped his hand away.
"Donāt mess around." Ye Muyu looked at the scarf in front of her with a missed stitch and felt a bit annoyed.
Chu Heng smiled affectionately and rested his head on her shoulder: "Isnāt this just to verify what you said? After pinching, you havenāt gained weight, donāt worry."
"Besides, itās good to gain a bit of weight, being thin as a pole isnāt attractive."
Ye Muyu glanced at him with meaningful eyes: "Oh, a pole isnāt attractive, so you like curvy beauties."
"I donāt like them. I only like you." Chu Heng kissed the corner of her mouth.
Ye Muyu failed to bait him and ended up having affection taken advantage of instead. Her ears turned a bit red, but she was in a great mood. She pushed his arm: "Donāt hold me so tight. Do you want the scarf or not? I canāt move my hands with you like this." Despite her words, she found a comfortable position, leaned into his embrace, and continued knitting the scarf.
Actually, her needlework skills were quite average, completely outdone by the embroiderers. The clothes Chu Heng usually wore when going out were of the best quality from Yonghe.
She couldnāt understand why he was still not satisfied.
Chu Heng didnāt say anything, just silently loosened his hold a bit. After ensuring it wouldnāt affect her work, he began to handle his own affairs.
The two worked on their own tasks in harmony.
Even without talking, the atmosphere was great.
When Ye Muyu knitted halfway, she realized it was getting late and rubbed her eyes: "What hour is it?"
"Time to sleep." Chu Heng looked at the time, rubbed his brows, and didnāt expect heād actually lost track of the hour.
"Hmm, I thought I was feeling sleepy." Ye Muyu yawned.
Chu Heng stood up, "After washing up, go to sleep. Staying up late isnāt good for your health."
Ye Muyu didnāt argue with this statement.
After all, sheās been pretty organized lately, doing only a few things and doesnāt need to stay up late.
She put down the yarn and got off the soft couch, calling Su Mei to bring some hot water. After washing up, she went to bed first.
When Chu Heng came over, he lay beside her, pulling her into his arms. Half asleep, Ye Muyu remembered something and mumbled against his chest, "Donāt forget to send people to return the gifts to the convoy."
"Got it, sleep now." Chu Heng soothed her gently.
Ye Muyu soon fell asleep.
In the following days, Ye Muyu stayed in the manor and seldom went out.
Even the renovations at Jingyuan were almost complete, and the hired workers had finished their tasks and returned home.
They received a decent monthly salary and could use tickets to buy discounted cotton clothes produced by Yonghe Clothing Shop.
Since Yonghe Clothing Shop didnāt have much cotton, they couldnāt lower the price of cotton clothes, thus there was a limit on quantity.
Only twenty pieces were sold daily, and they had to be purchased based on identity.
As a result, most of the poor folks would wait early at the door; if they were late, they basically couldnāt buy anything.
The hired workers were even more grateful to Ye Muyu for getting clothing tickets.
Especially when they later learned that the one working alongside them was actually Madam herself.
They became even more excited.
After all, given their status, how could they work alongside the employer? The hierarchy was rigid, and Ye Muyuās actions were seen by them as demeaning prestige to work together.
After leaving Jingyuan, hiring workers for Ye Muyu became incredibly smooth.