The next day, Xiaong woke up early because she had important things to attend to. At that mont, she stood in front of her wardrobe, feeling perplexed.
Won always feel like they have one less outfit in their wardrobe. Xiaong gazed at the closet full of clothes but couldn’t decide which one to wear.
Holding a dress in her hand, she hesitated as it seed a bit snug, accentuating her figure more than she wanted. Another outfit looked formal, but Xiaong felt it was too professional for eting parents, not clients.
It was a dilemma.
He Ming walked over, “Darling, what’s wrong? It shouldn’t take so long to pick an outfit.”
“I don’t know which one to wear,” Ye Xiaong asked for He Ming’s opinion.
“Whichever you choose will look good,” He Ming indulgently smiled. “Won are such trouble”, he thought. “With a closet full of clothes, she still doesn’t know what to wear.”
Seeing her so earnestly selecting clothes proved how much she cared about eting his parents. He Ming felt delighted in his heart.
Ye Xiaong rolled her eyes at him, asking was futile anyway.
She knew he would respond this way and didn’t expect any good advice from him.
Ye Xiaong continued searching and finally spotted a white dress, Ie-length with a modest neckline, giving off an innocent and dignified vibe when worn.
This was it. The decision was made with joy.
Xiaong swiftly changed into the dress, applied light makeup, looking lively and well, except for a hint of nervousness.
eting the parents was a significant event; anyone would feel a bit uneasy.
After leaving the house, Xiaong had He Ming take her to the mall where she bought a gift for the parents.
She chose a branded silk scarf for He Ming’s mother and an inkstone for his father, as He Ming had ntioned his father loved calligraphy. They also bought so health supplents and fruits.
With their hands full, they headed to the He family ho.
Just a mont ago, He Ming had secretly called his mother, informing her that he would be bringing his girlfriend ho.
At first, Mother He didn’t believe him, but his sincere phone call convinced her it was true.
Then ensued a flurry of activity as she changed into a different outfit, coincidentally finding Father He at ho. Together, they brainstord on what dishes to prepare for their future daughter-in-law.
When He Ming and Ye Xiaong arrived, seeing the house in front of her, Xiaong felt nervous to the point of her throat tightening.
He Ming rang the doorbell, and Mother He ca to open the door.
Xiaong saw a kindly woman with an air of elegance.
At the sa ti, Mother He was also appraising Ye Xiaong. “Not bad. Ming’s got good taste; this girl looks clean and gives off a fresh vibe, not tacky at all.”
He Ming introduced them to each other, and after exchanging greetings, Mother He pulled Xiaong inside, leaving He Ming behind.
“Auntie, this is a little token of appreciation. I hope you and Uncle like it,” Ye Xiaong handed over the gift.
“I’m happy that you’re here; why spend so much?” Mother He said, though her heart was delighted. It wasn’t about the value of the gift; what mattered was that the girl knew etiquette.
Father He also joined them, and Xiaong quickly greeted him.
Father He chuckled, telling her to treat the place as her own and not to be nervous.
Seeing everyone so friendly during dinner, Mother He was warm, continuously putting food into Xiaong’s bowl.
Looking at the heaping bowl, Xiaong didn’t want to offend the elderly’s kindness and could only eat with her head down..
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