"Hmph! Even in bed, it’s not like a man is indispensable. So... devices, as long as they don’t run out of power, will keep moving—they’re even better than n..."
Wan Donglin laughed heartily. What a deceptive woman.
"Miss, you’re far from subtle."
"Since everyone pretends to be proper, I might as well pretend to be improper."
She didn’t reply to him any further but silently turned off her phone. Her heart seethed with resentnt and fury. What right did Huang’s mother and the others have to accuse her? So what if she’d been with Wan Donglin? They were both single at the ti—was that a cri punishable by death? And were all the won Huang Xiaojue had gone on blind dates with before such utterly pure and unworldly fairies? If that was the case, then Huang’s mother could just go and find those "proper" fairies herself!
The renovation of the new shop was completely finished, and it had also been thoroughly cleaned. They selected an auspicious date for the grand opening. For the past few days, Yan Xixi and Xu Xiaoya had been making the preliminary preparations.
The shelves, the main store area, the rest area... Although not grand or opulent, everything was very refined and tidy, perfectly complenting the brand.
To save costs, the two of them personally completed many of the initial tasks. Xu Xiaoya looked at the attractively arranged shelves with a great sense of accomplishnt. "Xixi, the first batch of goods will arrive tomorrow. Once displayed, it will definitely add class to our shop."
Arranging the bags was an art in itself, and professional stylists had handled their display.
Yan Xixi was also satisfied, but she seed sowhat listless because her phone hadn’t rung at all.
Just then, soone was peering in at the doorway.
Initially, the two didn’t pay much attention. But when the person paced back and forth a few tis, Yan Xixi noticed sothing unusual. She imdiately went out and opened the door. A woman in her fifties was standing there. Upon seeing Yan Xixi, the woman gave an awkward smile.
Yan Xixi was taken aback. Xu Xiaoya had already co out, and when she saw this woman, her expression changed.
The woman stepped forward. "Xiaoya..."
Xu Xiaoya said nonchalantly, "Xixi, this is Zhong Minghui’s mother..."
Zhong Minghui’s mother smiled ingratiatingly. "You must be Xixi? Such a pretty young lady! We’ve heard Xiaoya speak of you countless tis, saying you’re not only capable but also beautiful..."
Yan Xixi said indifferently, "If you have sothing to say, just say it."
Mother Zhong’s face turned red. She grabbed Xiaoya’s hand. "Xiaoya, I’ve always thought of you as my own daughter. Look, you’ve opened such a big new shop now, and I’m happy for you too... I ca to apologize today. You and Minghui had such a long relationship; it wasn’t easy. I hope you two can get back together..."
Xu Xiaoya withdrew her hand, taking a step back.
Yan Xixi stepped forward, casually positioning herself between the two.
She sized up the woman. She appeared healthy and robust, with a ruddy complexion—a far cry from the "terminally ill" person Zhong Minghui had described. What on earth was this woman doing here today?
She said coolly, "Xiaoya and your son broke up a long ti ago. How could our Xiaoya possibly be a match for your son with his doctorate? You should go back."
Indeed, witnessing this, Zhong Minghui’s mother’s expression imdiately changed. "Xiaoya, you know very well why I ca here today. I beg you, for the sake of your long relationship, please spare Minghui..."
The two exchanged bewildered glances. What was she talking about?
"Xiaoya, I’m begging you! Look, you have a shop now, money, and a future. But our Minghui only has this one apartnt. If you keep pressuring him, we’ll end up holess... Xiaoya, please, show so rcy..."
Sothing clicked in Yan Xixi’s mind, and she slowly began to understand.
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