Shu Xin pursed her lips and looked at Cao Guifang, "Grandma, will you support me?"
Cao Guifang sighed softly, then smiled, "Grandma supports you, as long as you like it."
Shu Xin could hear the reluctance in Cao Guifang's words, and also knew that she and Shu Youkang were worried about her, "Grandma, Yanqing and I will be happy."
Cao Guifang nodded, "Well, you will definitely be happy."
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Yao Huiqin pulled Shu Xin into the room and pointed at the gifts that took up half of the room on the floor. "Do you think your grandma and dad would like these? Tell me which ones you don't like, and I'll pick them out."
Shu Xin frowned, "Aunt Yao, we're just having a meal together, you don't need to buy gifts."
"How can that be done? We can't lose etiquette when we meet for the first time."
Shu Xin said, "There's no need to buy so much."
"I don't know what your family likes, so I just picked some. You see what your family likes. It's better to give gifts according to their preferences."
When Shu Xin saw that she had bought everything, she didn't refuse. This was Yao Huiqin's intention and she couldn't live up to it. After the two of them chose the gifts, Yao Huiqin took Shu Xin to the cloakroom and opened the wardrobe, "Xin'er, you said I will give you a gift tomorrow night?" Which outfit is better to wear? It shouldn’t be too fancy, but it should look dignified.”
Shu Xin's lips curled up into a smile. She could see that Yao Huiqin was very happy, probably because she was looking forward to this day too much.
Shu Xin glanced at the closet, and suddenly her eyes were attracted by a set of dark green cheongsam. This set of clothes seemed familiar to Shu Xin, but she had never seen Yao Huiqin wear it before.
Why does she feel this familiar
Yao Huiqin saw Shu Xin's eyes lingering on the dark green cheongsam, and smiled and reached out to take it off, "This cheongsam was made by the famous Mr. Jianqiu. It has been given to me for more than half a month. I like it very much, but I am old. I rarely attend formal occasions and never wear it. Do you think this one is good too?"
Shu Xin retracted her thoughts and nodded, "Yes, the workmanship is exquisite, but it's flashy."
"Then wait a minute, I'll try it on for you to see."
"good."
Yao Huiqin happily took the cheongsam to the room to try it on.
After a while, Yao Huiqin changed her clothes and came to the cloakroom. She looked down at the cheongsam she was wearing and asked, "Xin'er, do you think I can wear this?"
When Yao Huiqin appeared in Shu Xin's sight wearing a dark green cheongsam, Shu Xin's face instantly turned pale.
She remembered a scene she saw on TV in her previous life.
Yao Huiqin was also wearing this outfit, but it was a photo, no, to be precise, it was a posthumous photo.
She remembered that she was eating noodles in a noodle shop, and the TV hanging on the wall was playing a news story. The old lady of the Huo Group passed away due to illness.
No wonder when she first met Yao Huiqin, she felt as if she had seen it somewhere before. No wonder she felt that the cheongsam looked familiar when she first saw it. The man and the cheongsam were separated, and Shu Xin couldn't remember it, because it was just a one-time encounter and the memory was not deep.
But when Yao Huiqin appeared in front of her wearing this cheongsam, she finally remembered the combination of the two.
Seeing that Shu Xin remained silent, Yao Huiqin looked up and saw Shu Xin's eyes wide open and looking at her with a pale face. She couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with you, Xin'er? Is it ugly? Did it scare you?"