Huang Xiaojue said, his expression unchanged, "Mom, I’m busy right now. I’ll hang up. In a few days, when I’m free, I’ll co back with Xixi."
After he hung up, Yan Xixi asked cautiously, "What did your mom say?"
He said nonchalantly, "My mom asked to bring you ho for dinner."
She burst out laughing. "Xiaojue, you’re lying!"
"How do you know?"
"Because every ti you lie, your left eyebrow lifts slightly."
He chuckled too.
Yan Xixi sighed softly. "Xiaojue, we really can’t rush into getting a marriage license before your mom agrees. Otherwise, we’ll never have a peaceful life."
"Then I’ll find another way. I refuse to believe she can stay stubborn forever."
If she were still under twenty-five, Yan Xixi would have secretly gotten the marriage license no matter how much his mother objected. She wouldn’t have cared about having a simple wedding or even a secret one. But now, that was impossible. Marriages strongly opposed by parents, more often than not, ended in tragedy.
His large hand brushed over the soft, light fabric. He could feel her body heat through it, a warmth that resonated with the intense longing he’d harbored for years.
"Xixi, you look so beautiful today."
She said in a low voice, "Xiaojue, please don’t buy such expensive clothes anymore."
"Why?"
"It’s easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but hard to go from extravagant to frugal. You bought all my expensive bags, shoes, and dresses. People are like that; once your standards rise, it’s hard to bring them back down."
He chuckled, amused. "Why would you need to co down?"
"But I can’t sustain this lifestyle."
"Silly girl, why are you worrying about such things? That won’t do. You need to have several good outfits. The wife of Huang Xiaojue can’t be looked down upon, can she? How about this: next month, we’ll go to Hong Kong together, and I’ll help you pick out a few more things."
"You work hard for your money; how can I spend it so extravagantly?"
He chuckled. "I work hard to earn money so my family can live more comfortably. If you’re always unwilling to spend it, then what am I earning it for?"
You just focus on being beautiful as a flower, and I’ll take care of earning money to support our family.
Any woman would be moved by such a statent; Yan Xixi was no exception.
And don’t let anyone tell you there’s little difference between clothes costing thousands, or even tens of thousands, and those costing a few hundred. Honey, the difference is night and day. The fit, cut, and material are all fundantally different. Otherwise, why would all those beautiful female celebrities be decked out in designer brands? Believe , if they wore cheap street vendor stuff, they wouldn’t look much different from us ordinary folks.
「The venue was a very low-profile private club.」
On the way there, Yan Xixi felt an inexplicable nervousness.
Huang Xiaojue sensed her tension and imdiately took her hand. "Xixi, this is just a small gathering. We have to attend because the host is a very important friend and client of mine. You don’t need to be too nervous."
Yan Xixi forced a smile. I really hope I don’t bump into anyone like Wang Xiaohao this ti.
Inside, it was all unfamiliar faces. There was no sign of Wang Xiaohao.
Since they were all business associates, everyone was polite, and Yan Xixi began to relax a little.
Just then, a voice suddenly called out, "HA, Xiaojue, you’re here too? Wow... and who is this beauty?"
Yan Xixi turned around and saw Zhou Xiaoxuan arm in arm with her husband.
Upon seeing her, Zhou Xiaoxuan froze, her smile visibly forced. "Is this... isn’t this Yan Xixi? What a coincidence..."
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