Fashion boutique.
"Zhang Miaoyan, do you really have no friends? You just had to drag along to buy clothes with you, and you’re still being so picky."
Yue Xiaoyang sat on the sofa, complaining the whole ti. He was just too nice, always being bossed around.
This was already the seventh boutique they visited, and Zhang Miaoyan still hadn’t picked out a dress she liked. Yue Xiaoyang wished he could buy her a dozen dresses and let her choose at ho, just to get her to let him leave.
He never accompanied won to go shopping; today was a rare exception of his kindness.
Zhang Miaoyan ignored his complaints. She picked up a long red dress and compared it against herself, asking him, "Xiao Yang, how does this dress look?"
"It’s nice, looks good." He didn’t even actually look.
Zhang Miaoyan grumbled, "Take a proper look!"
Yue Xiaoyang looked up and gave a cursory glance, saying, "Hmm, looks good."
Zhang Miaoyan was exasperated, "I asked you to co because you always hang around won, so you must have a good sense of aesthetics!"
Yue Xiaoyang corrected her, "Get this straight, I don’t hang around won, they flock to ."
The sales assistant nearby was praising Zhang Miaoyan enthusiastically, "Miss, for what occasion are you wearing it? If it’s for a banquet, it’s especially suitable. You’re beautiful, and in this dress, you’ll certainly look elegant and charming. Why not try it on?"
"It’s for a friend’s birthday dance," Zhang Miaoyan was intrigued, "Okay, I’ll try it on."
Yue Xiaoyang kept looking at his phone, urging her, "Hurry up, Young Master Yue’s ti is precious."
He wondered, was it really necessary to be so grand for just a small birthday party?
He kept refreshing Gong Xiaoyu’s social dia. She hadn’t updated in days; what was she busy with?
Gong Xiaoyu was rarely out shopping with her mom. She casually picked out two pieces of clothing, "Alright, let’s go ho."
Mrs. Gong was dissatisfied: "Are you here to accompany your mom or just completing a task?"
Gong Xiaoyu lowered her head, "Staying at ho with you guys is the sa." Jun Xi had been taking leaves frequently lately, and she had been working for two people, completely exhausted.
"Seeing your sister-in-law irritates , I don’t want to go back so early."
Gong Xiaoyu said, "My house at the Sumr Coast has been renovated. Why don’t you and Dad move there? You can also grow so flowers and plants in the yard." The old couple were not suited to live under the sa roof as her sister-in-law. She didn’t want her parents to be constantly angry, affecting their health.
"That would be nice; your dad and I want to enjoy so ti with our daughter before you get married."
Gong Xiaoyu muttered, "What kind of logic is that? Marrying doesn’t an I can’t enjoy ti with you. And besides, I’m not getting married anyti soon."
Her parents were lovely but had a traditional mindset; they believed that once a daughter was married, she beca soone else’s daughter-in-law and shouldn’t often visit her maiden ho.
"You’re not getting any younger; how many more years do you plan to wait?" Mrs. Gong’s interest in clothes was higher than her daughter’s. "The clothes in the shop up ahead look good, let’s take a look." She dragged her daughter into the store without giving her a chance.
The sales assistant greeted them warmly, "Welco."
Mrs. Gong said, "We’ll take a look ourselves. If we need help, we’ll ask."
Gong Xiaoyu pulled at a few dresses, "I already have plenty of clothes. There’s no space for more."
Sitting inside, Yue Xiaoyang’s heart skipped a beat; was it her voice?
He stood up and walked outside. Then he heard a middle-aged woman’s voice, "Your clothes aren’t the best. You should dress beautifully for a matchmaking eting!"
Yue Xiaoyang felt as if his chest was hit hard, making it hard to breathe. Was she going to a matchmaking eting?
He wanted to turn back, but Gong Xiaoyu just turned around, and their eyes t, making things awkward.
It was Gong Xiaoyu’s first ti hearing her mom talk about matchmaking. She didn’t like these old-fashioned rituals. She was about to argue with her mom but turned and saw Yue Xiaoyang.
Her first reaction was, why was he here?
The air was quiet for a while. She broke the silence first: "What a coincidence."
Mrs. Gong looked at the young man in front of her, his eyes shining, "Xiao Yu, is this your friend?"
Yue Xiaoyang stepped forward, "You must be Aunt Gong. I’m Yue Xiaoyang."
Gong Xiaoyu saw her mom’s expression and didn’t want her mom to misunderstand, lest the awkwardness fall on her later, "Mr. Yue is Jun Xi’s friend."
Mrs. Gong looked at Yue Xiaoyang warmly. This young man was tall and handso, a talented person who clearly was an elite and more outstanding than her colleague’s son.
She asked, "Are you accompanying a friend today, Mr. Yue?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the fitting room door opened, and a tall girl in a red dress walked out. She was beautiful and graceful, making everyone’s eyes light up.
"Xiao Yang, does this look good on ?" Zhang Miaoyan seed to like the dress a lot, out of all the ones she’d seen, this suited her best.
Gong Xiaoyu’s smile beca strained. Clearly, they were more than just ordinary friends.
Mrs. Gong naturally saw them as a couple and said regretfully, "So Mr. Yue is here with his girlfriend."
Yue Xiaoyang was speechless.
Zhang Miaoyan also saw Gong Xiaoyu. She walked up and stood next to Yue Xiaoyang, smiling, "Xiao Yu, are you looking at clothes too? Is this your mom? Hello, Auntie."
Gong Xiaoyu replied politely yet distantly, "This is my mom. What a surprise running into you here, quite a coincidence."
Mrs. Gong smiled at Zhang Miaoyan, though she felt a bit disappointed, she had to admit, the girl standing next to Mr. Yue matched him well.
Zhang Miaoyan said to Mrs. Gong, "Aunt Gong, we’re not a couple. Mr. Yue is popular with won; where would I fit in?"
Yue Xiaoyang rudely pushed her head, "Are you complinting or subtly dissing ?"
"Just speaking the truth."
To others, they looked like a fun-loving couple.
Gong Xiaoyu didn’t want to stay any longer, "It’s about ti we head back. You guys have fun, goodbye." She pulled her mom to leave.
Mrs. Gong was sensible, not wanting to interrupt them. After exchanging pleasantries, they left.
Yue Xiaoyang watched Gong Xiaoyu’s back. He wanted to catch up and ask her whom she was going to et. Was she planning to marry without giving it much thought?
Though he thought this, he couldn’t bring himself to take a step forward. If he did, but couldn’t respond positively, he’d be the biggest jerk.
Zhang Miaoyan said, "If you like her, go after her. She won’t wait forever."
Yue Xiaoyang slumped back down, "Just pay and let’s head back."
Zhang Miaoyan ignored him, "Such a coward."
She returned to the mirror. Though she had a lovely face, she couldn’t smile.
She was no different. If she had been braver, perhaps she would be the one standing by his side.
Zhang Miaoyan thought, then pulled the V-neck dress to an off-shoulder style, revealing her fair shoulders, making her look more alluring.
She had been too low-key before, and he never noticed her. At the banquet, if he saw her dressed like this, would he finally give her a second glance?
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