At this mont, at the Gu Family ho, Wang Fengtong stood in front of the mirror and asked her daughter, "Chenxing, how do you think my spirits are today?"
"Mom, you look great."
Wang Fengtong furrowed her brows slightly as she put on a string of pearl necklaces around her neck. "Is Ling Yin really with Hua Hua?"
Chenxing stood by, about to speak up for Ling Yin.
Wang Fengtong had already continued, "Why didn’t you tell earlier? I’ve been so worried. If it’s really Ling Yin, I can rest easy."
Chenxing: "..."
Wang Fengtong went over to check if the tea had cooled.
"Mom, you like Ling Yin?"
Chenxing was surprised, realizing there was no need to persuade her mother.
"That child has a sense of responsibility. I just worried Hua Hua might find soone unpredictable," Wang Fengtong said as she checked the snacks and then sat in the living room looking out anxiously.
It’s not that she was overly accepting of Ling Yin, but if Hua Hua truly didn’t choose a girl and was picking among the n, she thought Ling Yin was quite nice. Such a filial and polite child with a strong sense of responsibility. Plus, she knew Ling Yin’s parents well—they had a good relationship back in the day, though sadly, they passed away early, leaving just that child. She considered him half a son.
Wang Fengtong peeked outside a couple more tis and nudged Chenxing. "Chenxing, go see if they’ve arrived."
Just then, they saw two figures at the door—Ling Yin and Hua Hua walked in hand in hand, with Ling Yin carrying several gift boxes.
In the living room, Wang Fengtong tried her best to present a kind smile.
"Hello, Auntie," Ling Yin said, holding the gift boxes upon entering.
"How can you still call Auntie? You should be calling Mom now."
...
The world suddenly beca very quiet.
Ling Yin, noticing this, imdiately corrected, "Mom!"
Hua Hua: "..."
Hua Hua quickly responded, "What are you calling her? Mom, Ling Yin and I aren’t at that stage yet."
"The wedding is already set, aren’t you going to change what you call ?" Wang Fengtong had already moved to stand in front of Ling Yin, looking complicated and a bit nervous, the most anxious mother-in-law in history. She feared making a bad impression on the son-in-law and held Ling Yin’s hand: "I can’t believe it’s really you."
Then she pulled out a small red packet and handed it to Ling Yin.
Ling Yin felt anxious all the way, clearly not expecting such high regard and quickly accepted the red packet.
His emotions in tumult.
"You two, the wedding is set, yet you only co to see now, keeping it a secret from like this—is this so kind of fun?" Wang Fengtong complained, but then pulled Ling Yin over, asking caring questions and offering tea and snacks.
Hua Hua was the first to react, standing on the side and lightly coughing twice, "Mom, haven’t you noticed I’ve been standing here for ages? I want so water too, I’m thirsty."
"The tea is on the table," Wang Fengtong pointed to the table.
Hua Hua felt quite neglected, helplessly looked at his mom, then glanced at Ling Yin, finally sat in front of Chenxing and said, "You really talked up too much, huh?"
Chenxing muttered quietly, "I didn’t say anything."
"Mom, I’m sorry," Ling Yin said, "I should have been honest with you earlier, I just wasn’t ready, so I didn’t let Hua Hua ntion it to you. You’re not angry, are you?"
Wang Fengtong feigned a huff, "You two have kept in the dark, you deserve a scolding."
"Yes, yes, Mom." Ling Yin called her Mom so smoothly and even gave Hua Hua a little wink, feeling quite smug...
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