Chapter 952

Ruan Bai went downstairs with a white schoolbag in one hand and a soft ballet skirt in the other.

The ballet skirt was specially ironed and couldn't be folded, so she didn't put it in the bag, but wrapped it in a transparent bag. When she got downstairs, Mu Tianyu saw it and pulled Mu Ruicheng's hand, " Dad, I want that tutu."

Seeing that she liked it, Mu Ruicheng asked, "Sister-in-law, where did you buy this soft skirt?"

"This was made by Shaoling abroad." Ruan Bai was a little embarrassed, and what happened last night was still vivid in his memory.

Mu Ruicheng turned his head to look at Mu Shaoling, it was custom made abroad, and for the sake of his precious daughter, he could still afford it.

Mu Shaoling nodded, "I'll send you the address later."

"Thank you, brother." Muruicheng patted Mu Tianyu's head, "When Dad makes it for you, I will go to a class and learn ballet hard."

"Okay Dad." Mu Tianyu rolled his eyes and walked to Ruan Bai's side, "Auntie, can I touch it?"

Seeing that her hands were clean, Ruan Bai nodded and put the skirt in her palm.

Mu Tianyu reached in, greedily touching the high-quality fabrics, feeling a little jealous in her heart, why should Mu Ruanruan want to monopolize the family's favor, even the great-grandfather was full of praise for her.

On the contrary, it was me, no one wanted to treat her better except her mother.

Thinking of this, Mu Tianyu tightly held onto the straps of the ballet skirt, pulled it hard, then pretended nothing happened, and handed the skirt to Ruan Bai.

"Auntie, here you are." She smiled sweetly, and no one knew what was going on behind her smile.

Ruan Bai took it, smiled, and walked out side by side with Mu Shaoling.

The siblings were already waiting outside.

Mu Tianyu walked to Muruicheng's side, and stretched out his hand for a hug.

Muruicheng bent over and hugged her, and asked, "You like that dress just now?"

"Well! Dad, I want one too. It feels good, just like my mother's wedding dress." Mu Tianyu said, thinking that if she wore that dress, she would definitely look better than Mu Ruanruan.

Seeing that her small face was full of liking, Mu Ruicheng nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll order it for you."

Du Ruirui stood beside their father and daughter, listened to the conversation, snorted coldly, and said coolly: "You'd better do what you say, don't lie to the children."

Muruicheng frowned, and couldn't help turning around and scolding, "What nonsense are you talking about in front of the child."

Du Ruirui snorted coldly, she was just telling the truth, he has all the money to work in the studio now, how can he have the money to buy clothes for his daughter.

She was too lazy to argue and went out with her bag.

Mu Tianyu listened to the adults' words, raised his head and asked Mu Ruicheng, "Dad, will you buy it for me?"

"Of course." Muruicheng agreed.

After packing everything, the family set off in a mighty way.

Mu Shaoling drove a car, and there were Ruan Bai and his twin siblings in the car, while Mu Ruicheng drove a car, besides the family of three, there was also Mr. Mu.

Mu Shaoling sent Zhan Bai to the kindergarten first, and then drove to the ballet theater.

After arriving at the ballet theater, Ruan Bai sent Ruan Ruan to the backstage, and Teacher Zhang, who was in charge of teaching Ruan Ruan's ballet, was already waiting in the background.

"Hello, Mrs. Mu." When Teacher Zhang saw her, he came forward to greet her with a smile.

Ruan Bai said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, thank you for your hard work, Ruan Ruan will trouble you."

"No trouble, Ruanrou, go change your clothes first, and the teacher will make up and style you later." Teacher Zhang touched Ruanrou's head, feeling very accomplished.

As a teacher, she is proud to be able to teach such outstanding students as Ruan Ruan.

"Okay, teacher." Ruan Ruan picked up the ballet skirt in Ruan Bai's hand and walked into the dressing room.

Ruan Bai stood there, waiting for his daughter to come out.

After a while, Ruan Ruan ran out, she hadn't changed her clothes yet, she ran to Ruan Bai's side with her mouth flattened, "Mom!"

Ruan Bai looked down at her, "Why haven't you changed your clothes yet?"

"The clothes are broken." Ruan Ruan handed the skirt in front of her.

"Why? I checked it when I was ironing it today." Ruan Bai frowned, unfolded the skirt, and saw that the lace that was originally inlaid on the skirt had come off and fell off.

"What should I do? Mom." Ruan Ruan looked like she was about to cry.

This dress is of great significance to her. Apart from being custom-made by Mu Shaoling himself, she also won the championship in this dress when participating in the competition.

Ruan Ruan likes this skirt very much and attaches great importance to it.

When Teacher Zhang saw it, he said "Oh!" "This dress is fine, why is it broken?"

Ruan Bai didn't know either, she was careful when ironing and arranging, and she didn't see any damage. Moreover, this skirt was made by hand, so the quality of the needlework must not be bad.

"Ms. Zhang, is there any needlework here?" she asked.

"Yes, it's just that Ruan Ruan is about to play, is there time?" Teacher Zhang found out the needle and thread, glanced at the program schedule, and asked worriedly.

"Please help the child with makeup and styling first, I'm very fast." Ruan Bai picked up the needle and the white thread, and quickly threaded it, "Ruan Ruan, Mom will definitely sew the skirt."

Ruan Ruan nodded, sitting on the makeup chair, watching Ruan Bai's movements anxiously.

Lace ribbons are difficult to sew, and Ruan Bai sews carefully so as not to sew crookedly.

Seeing that Ruan Bai hadn't come out for so long, Mu Shaoling went backstage and found her.

Seeing her fiddling with the soft ballet skirt in her hands, she asked doubtfully, "Wife?"

"The soft skirt is torn, and I'm sewing." Ruan Bai explained, although he was anxious, he still sewed carefully.

Accidentally, the needle pierced her fingertip, and she let out a "hiss".

Mu Shaoling frowned, bent over to pick up her hand for no reason and examined it carefully.

"I'm fine." Seeing the pain in his eyes, Ruan Bai pulled out his hand, took out a tissue and wiped it casually, then continued sewing.

Because the lace was thin, after she sewed it, her fingers had been inserted several times, and Mu Shaoling's frown became deeper and deeper.

Ruan Bai was relieved, after sewing, the skirt was the same as before, "Come on, Ruan Ruan, change it quickly."

"Thank you, Mom!" Her soft eyes were red, if she hadn't been worried that the finished makeup would be washed away by tears, she would have cried a long time ago.

Seeing Ruan Bai helping herself with sewing so hard, she was moved and distressed.

Ruan Bai wanted to put the needle and thread away, but Teacher Zhang said quickly, "I'll do it."

"Thank you teacher." Ruan Bai handed over the needle and thread, stood up, and looked up at Mu Shaoling's dark face. Teacher Zhang on the side was overwhelmed by his powerful aura.

She reassured: "I'm fine, just a little injury, don't look gloomy."

Mu Shaoling didn't want to see that she was injured, so he took those tender green hands and carefully examined the wound.

Her fingertips were already red from the needles, and they were an eyesore. He gently held her fingertips and asked, "What's the matter with the soft skirt?"

When Ruan Bai got up early in the morning to iron the skirt, Mu Shaoling was beside him. He saw that the skirt was in good condition and there was nothing wrong with it.