She looked at him in confusion.
"I hired soone to do market research. I’m planning to open an accessible luxury goods store for you. Xu Xiaoya also has so experience. You two can surely make it work."
Her eyes lit up. While this brand couldn’t compare to the boutique she once managed and wasn’t an international top-tier label, it was a leader among second-tier brands with high sales among typical office workers. From Xiaojue’s detailed explanation, it was clear he had considered this carefully. It wasn’t a whim; the preliminary preparations were thorough.
He knew her too well. She could never spend her days idly at ho cooking, doing housework, getting beauty treatnts, shopping, or playing mahjong. If she were that kind of person, she wouldn’t have worked herself to the bone to finish college, nor would she have calmly returned the top-tier international brand boutique Wan Donglin had given her.
"After we get married, you can manage this store. With Xu Xiaoya to help you, I can rest assured."
She said softly, "Xiaojue, the initial investnt is considerable. I can contribute 100,000."
Although that 100,000 was a drop in the bucket, it was money she had earned with her own two hands, genuinely hard-earned.
He laughed. "Silly, don’t worry. I only opened this store after thorough market research. This will be our joint marital property, so you don’t need to fret about the initial capital."
She stared at him. "Xiaojue, am I really going to live off your money, from your first paycheck to your final retirent pension, for the rest of my life?"
He froze for a mont, suddenly overco with emotion.
Such simple words, yet so romantic!
"Xixi, wouldn’t that be nice?"
Isn’t it good? she thought. It’s actually wonderful. Marrying a man ans relying on him for food and clothing. Since we’ve decided to spend our lives together, I should dare to shalessly benefit from his support.
He gently hugged her again and said softly, "Xixi, my flight to the United States is tonight. I’ll be back in a week."
She wasn’t surprised; she had heard him say that yesterday. But she still felt reluctant to see him go. "Xiaojue, when are we going to get our marriage certificate?"
He laughed. "Can’t wait?"
She huffed, blushing.
"HAHA, don’t worry. We’ll get our marriage certificate as soon as I’m back."
"But your mom hasn’t set an auspicious day yet."
He blinked and whispered, "My mom is so fickle; she changes her mind three tis a day. Forget it. I’ll pick a day myself. As soon as I’m back, we’ll quietly go get the certificate. We’ll act first and report to her later."
She was taken aback. "Won’t she get angry?"
"Would a mother ever truly get angry with her son? Besides, marriage is our business. Do we really need parental approval just to get a marriage certificate? HA, Xixi, don’t worry. I’ll handle it."
She sighed in relief.
After hearing Mrs. Huang’s words that day, she’d always felt Mrs. Huang was just making excuses. She had a strong hunch that his mother didn’t want her to marry Xiaojue so soon. Deep down, she constantly worried Xiaojue would listen to his mother. If things continued like this, who knew if they would ever get married at all?
「On Saturday afternoon, Yan Xixi received a call from Mrs. Huang.」
She was quite surprised but didn’t dare to delay and imdiately took a taxi to the location Mrs. Huang had specified.
Upon entering the café, she saw Mrs. Huang already seated by a window. When Mrs. Huang saw her, she waved. Yan Xixi quickly walked over. Mrs. Huang, however, was quite affable. "Xixi, what would you like to drink?"
"A cup of coffee, please. Thank you."
She sat down. Looking out the glass window, she was startled. Directly opposite was that luxury boutique. She felt a sense of unease, wondering what Mrs. Huang’s intention was in arranging to et here.
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