"Aunt Mo, you really misunderstood, there’s nothing else going on between and... Uncle Siyu. After all, Siyu is going to be a wealthy tycoon, rich and all that, and I’m just an ordinary woman. I better not hold others back." Tang Yue explained anxiously, aware that Siyu’s future held fortunes she didn’t wish to complicate.
"Okay, okay, okay." Mo Xiaolin saw how hurriedly Tang Yue explained and felt a sudden pang in her heart. Could she have really gotten it wrong?
With a quick thought, Mo Xiaolin imdiately said, "Xiao Yue, you’re Siyu’s classmate’s niece, so let’s interact like friends from now on. Looking at you, I feel a sense of warmth and just can’t help wanting to be close to you. Why, don’t you like your aunt?"
Mo Xiaolin thought to herself that regardless of whether there is currently a romantic involvent, or if, as Tang Yue said, it’s all a misunderstanding, she had to turn the fake into reality.
"There’s nothing like that. Auntie, your smile is so warm, I feel close to you too." Tang Yue replied with a smile, feeling a sense of regret inside her. Aunt Mo had been so wonderful in her previous life, how could sothing have happened to her?
"That’s good then, Xiao Yue. I only have that brat Siyu, and, you know, I’m particularly fond of girls. It’s very close to Number One High School here. When you have ti, feel free to co over to my place." Mo Xiaolin invited her warmly.
"Sure." Tang Yue responded with a smile.
Mo Xiaolin didn’t harp on about the assud relationship between Tang Yue and Mo Siyu, instead engaging in casual conversation, making sure Tang Yue didn’t feel pressured and bringing them closer.
Tang Yue had been nervous the whole ti, afraid that Mo Xiaolin would keep bringing the subject up, but when she saw that Mo Xiaolin had dropped it, thinking she had believed her, Tang Yue also felt relieved.
She herself wanted to befriend Aunt Mo. If sothing happened to Aunt Mo in the future, she might have so insight. Who knows, Aunt Mo might be able to avoid the tragedy of her previous life.
Mo Xiaolin enthusiastically offered to have Tang Yue stay for dinner, but she declined. Around five o’clock, Tang Yue left the Mo Family.
As soon as she stepped out, she ran into Cai Wanwan.
"Oh, Xiao Yue, you know Aunt Mo? How co I’ve never seen you here before?" Cai Wanwan looked at Tang Yue with curiosity. She had bought a lot of clothes like the ones Tang Yue wore last ti, and whenever she wore them, she always received a lot of complints, even from her husband, who remarked on how good she looked in her recent outfits.
"My uncle is classmates with Aunt Mo’s son." Tang Yue explained like it was a tongue-twister.
She smiled and asked, "Sister Cai, is this your ho?"
"My father-in-law’s place. You see, I brought my son over today." Cai Wanwan replied with a smile, then a thought struck her and she asked, "You just t my father-in-law, right? The one with white hair but very vivid eyes?"
"Mr. Hu?" Tang Yue said uncertainly, recalling that Aunt Mo had referred to him as Mr. Hu, so it should be right to call him Grandpa Hu?
"That’s right, my father-in-law’s last na is Hu." Cai Wanwan smiled, thinking about what her father-in-law had said just now. It used to be that Xiao Yue was expected to be Aunt Mo’s future daughter-in-law, but now it seed there was no relation at all.
Cai Wanwan didn’t press further, instead saying, "Xiao Yue, the clothes you made for last ti were great. I was actually thinking of having you make so more."
"Sure, you can co to the store tomorrow to see if there’s anything you like." Tang Yue invited her warmly and with a smile.
Right after Tang Yue left, Cai Wanwan made her way to Mo Xiaolin’s ho. She got straight to the point, asking, "Aunt Mo, what’s the deal with Xiao Yue and your Siyu?"
Cai Wanwan is just a few years older than Mo Siyu, and although they haven’t t many tis, she is very familiar with Mo Xiaolin.
"Hey, you know Xiao Yue too?" Mo Xiaolin was thinking about how to get her son, who had left for half a year, to co back. She was suddenly excited when she heard Cai Wanwan’s words: "Wan’er knows Xiao Yue too?"
"Yes, Xiao Yue’s younger uncle owns the Mingyue Clothing Store on Xinlou Road. The clothes she makes there are so beautiful. The coat you ntioned last ti was bought there," Cai Wanwan said, which suddenly brought up a lot of topics.
After talking for a while, Cai Wanwan asked again: "Aunt Mo, are Xiao Yue and Si Yu dating? It doesn’t seem very likely to . Xiao Yue is too young—she’s only seventeen."
"Xiao Yue is so great; I have to reserve her for my Siyu in advance. Tell , don’t Xiao Yue and my Siyu look perfect together?"
Cai Wanwan imagined Mo Siyu, whom she barely rembers, with the sweet-smiling Tang Yue in her mind. One is cool and the other is warm, one is calm and the other lively. They seem quite well-matched indeed.
Not to ntion anything else, in terms of appearance, both of them are quite striking.
As for He Zhongwen, whom Grandfather spoke of, forget it. Although the young man is good, he is too naively honest and plain-looking to match Xiao Yue, who is as beautiful as flowers and the moon.
"Aunt Mo, I’ve t Xiao Yue a few tis, and that girl is really great." Cai Wanwan couldn’t stop praising Tang Yue, and not just because of the beautiful clothes she made. The impression she left during their etings was also very good, especially the way Grandpa said Tang Yue helped him up. Although it’s a small matter, it’s exactly these small things that can show a person’s character.
The next day, Mo Xiaolin went to the Mingyue Clothing Store with Cai Wanwan.
Cai Wanwan was a regular custor, and Tang Mingli said enthusiastically: "Miss Cai, what kind of clothes would you like to buy today?"
"Boss Tang, I think the clothes you make are all beautiful. I ntioned it to Xiao Yue yesterday and asked her to make several pieces for , but I’m not sure what to choose, so I’ll let Xiao Yue decide and make three sets," Cai Wanwan quickly stated her request.
Tang Mingli imdiately took note of it.
Cai Wanwan added, "Boss Tang, Aunt Mo—" She paused and then added, "Aunt Mo also wants to have several sets of clothes made."
"Sure, what style do you like? Are there any colors you dislike?" Tang Mingli asked softly and gently, recording the details without making it feel botherso.
Mo Xiaolin looked around the store; the styles were nice, and so pieces were especially striking. And Tang Mingli, Xiao Yue’s younger uncle, was very kind. With such a younger uncle, the Tang family’s upbringing must be good as well.
Mo Xiaolin was even more satisfied with Tang Yue and couldn’t wait to call her son right away.
On the way back, Mo Xiaolin couldn’t help herself and made a call to Mo Siyu from a payphone.
As soon as the call got through, Mo Siyu thought sothing had happened and asked, "Mom, what’s wrong?"
Mo Xiaolin rarely called him, and whenever she did, it was because sothing was going on at ho. He rembered during the few years he had been away, Mo Xiaolin had only called him two or three tis, each ti because she was afraid of bothering him and worried about the expensive phone bills.
"It’s nothing; don’t worry. I just wanted to talk to you about Xiao Yue," Mo Xiaolin was straightforward without beating around the bush, saying: "I think Xiao Yue is great, and if you think the sa, how about we go and ask for her hand in marriage?"
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