Volume One, Chapter 13: Still Having Desires at an Advanced Age...
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Yu Yaxuan hadn’t expected the other party to make such a grand gesture. Seeing him so anxious that cold sweat was breaking out, she didn’t make much fuss about it.
“All right, it’s not a big deal, no need for a divorce. But people like that should be taught a lesson, so they don’t go around biting others.”
Today she was lucky to have encountered her; if it were some big shot next time, she might not be so fortunate.
She had already given a few slaps herself, and Chen Xiaoli had taken a few in return. That was the end of it.
Seeing Yu Yaxuan forgive Chen Xiaoli, Cheng Zhengchu’s face remained serious: “My wife is magnanimous; we’ll let this slide this time. But if there’s a next time, you won’t have a job anymore.”
“Yes, yes! Today’s expenses are all on me! As long as my lady calms down, anything goes!”
Bai Liang nodded and bowed humbly, as respectful as if he were a pet dog.
“All right, we’re old classmates; let’s just let this go. It’s not easy for you to make money.”
Yu Yaxuan took a long time to recognize Bai Liang’s identity. Now in his fifties, his figure had grown stout, making it hard to connect him with the youthful boy he once was.
“Oh my, this was their fault from the start, so compensation is only fair. Take a couple more items, or he’ll have trouble explaining to his superiors,” Cheng Miaomiao advised, pulling at Yu Yaxuan.
Bai Liang immediately agreed: “Yes, it’s because you forgave me as an old classmate that I can’t just not show my apology. You must pick a few items today. I beg you...”
Seeing Bai Liang’s excessive humility, Yu Yaxuan had no choice but to agree.
Watching Cheng Zhengchu and his group leave, Chen Xiaoli beside them couldn’t sit still.
She glared hatefully at Bai Liang, grinding her teeth. “After all these years, you’re still hung up on Yu Yaxuan, aren’t you? Don’t forget, you sent her love letters at the start, and she didn’t even want to pay attention to you!”
Chen Xiaoli had no idea who Cheng Zhengchu was. To her, Bai Liang was just a man pining for Yu Yaxuan.
To think he even slapped her several times for Yu Yaxuan’s sake—she absolutely would not let this go!
Bai Liang’s face darkened instantly: “You almost got me killed today, and you still have the nerve to say that? Get out of here! Next time, it’s divorce immediately!”
In a corner, Huang Xiulan’s eyes flickered as she watched Yu Yaxuan’s back. “Baozhu, do you think that woman is your mother?”
Lin Baozhu glanced at the woman surrounded by father and daughter, frowning slightly: “Aunt Huang, you must be mistaken. That woman has much more poise than my mother. My mother’s just a plain woman, abandoned by dad and without a job. How could she be in such an upscale place?”
“That’s true,” Huang Xiulan said, dispelling her suspicions.
Yu Yaxuan had left empty-handed and married a poor electrician; there was no way she could afford such a place.
It must be a mistake.
Just a similar silhouette.
“All right, Aunt Huang, let’s stop staring at others. I still haven’t picked a dress for my boyfriend’s family birthday banquet. He’s the youngest son of the Xie family. If I dazzle them at the banquet, things will surely advance between us. Once I become part of the Xie family, I’ll definitely take good care of you and dad!”
Huang Xiulan softened her expression. Although Yu Yaxuan was useless, the daughter she left behind was somewhat valuable.
The Xie family was one of the top families in Yun City. If they truly married into the Xie family, Lin Jingsheng’s career would reach new heights.
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She would benefit from it as well.
Thinking of this, a hypocritical smile appeared on her face: “I heard a limited edition custom gown just arrived today. I’ll buy it for you to wear to the birthday banquet.”
Lin Baozhu was overjoyed: “Thank you, Aunt Huang!”
The two nestled close and went to the store, only to discover the gown had already been sold.
“That’s impossible! I just got the news, and I already called to reserve it. Why did you sell it to someone else?”
Huang Xiulan was dismayed to learn the dress was gone.
She had been eyeing that gown for a month. How could it just be sold?
“Sorry, madam, you only called to reserve an appointment to view the dress; you didn’t order it. The store still has the right to sell its own merchandise. If you want, we have similar gowns.”
“Similar? I want that exact one! Do you know it’s for my daughter’s birthday banquet? I don’t care! I’ll complain!”
Huang Xiulan was ruthless, glaring fiercely at the clerk.
The originally kind clerk’s face turned cold: “Madam, I reminded you that a deposit of fifty thousand yuan was required to place an order, but you hesitated. Since this isn’t your dress, the store has the right to sell it!”
Huang Xiulan was speechless: “What do you mean? You think I can’t afford it?”
“If you could afford it, why hesitate to pay the deposit? Now the dress has been bought by a gentleman for his wife. If you think you have the ability, you can try to catch up with that lady. They probably haven’t gone far.”
“You!”
Huang Xiulan wanted to retort, but Lin Baozhu was already restless: “Aunt Huang, that dress is very important to me. Let’s go after that lady, please?”
Huang Xiulan gritted her teeth: “For my daughter’s sake, I’ll let it go this time!”
The two left the store but still passed by Yu Yaxuan, ultimately returning empty-handed.
Yu Yaxuan had been pressured by the father and daughter into buying quite a few things.
Back home, she was exhausted and gasping for breath.
It was the first time she had ever shopped herself out of breath.
It was her first time feeling this way.
Painful yet joyful.
“Mom, look at this white dress. It’s so beautiful. You should wear it to important occasions and surely outshine everyone!”
Yu Yaxuan smiled shyly: “I’m too old to wear such beautiful dresses. This one is for you.”
The original price tag was 390,000 yuan, but she only spent 390.
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Getting such a beautiful dress for 390 yuan was truly cost-effective.
“Old? You just tried on the dress and completely enchanted my dad as if he was a lovestruck youth!”
Cheng Miaomiao beamed and looked at the somewhat stunned Cheng Zhengchu, “Right, Dad?”
Cheng Zhengchu recalled Yu Yaxuan’s elegant and gentle demeanor while trying on the dress, and his heart involuntarily skipped a beat.
She was indeed not old and still very beautiful.
Looking at Yu Yaxuan again, she seemed bathed in a golden glow.
The whole person was gentle and intellectual, with her delicate face radiating dazzling light.
He simply couldn’t look away.
“All right, your dad’s not saying anything. I’ll go cook now; you rest a bit.”
Yu Yaxuan gently stroked Cheng Miaomiao’s head and turned to the kitchen.
Only then did Cheng Miaomiao notice her dazed father and tapped him: “Dad, what’s wrong with you? Is it so hard to compliment Mom? She’s always been beautiful!”
“I never said she wasn’t,” Cheng Zhengchu replied gruffly, snapping out of his trance.
Cheng Miaomiao leaned in with a frustrated sigh: “Then say it! Girls love compliments!”
“Mom’s cooking in the kitchen. Go compliment her right now! Hurry!”
The next moment, Cheng Zhengchu was pushed into the kitchen.
Yu Yaxuan, busy with cooking, saw Cheng Zhengchu and thought he was coming to help. She instinctively said, “You’ve worked hard all day. Let me do this; you go rest on the sofa.”
But the man at the door didn’t move, just stared at her intently.
Yu Yaxuan felt a bit embarrassed under his gaze and looked up to meet Cheng Zhengchu’s burning eyes.
“If you really want to help, you can...”
Yu Yaxuan fidgeted awkwardly, her hands and feet seeming to act on their own.
At her age, to have such feelings again was truly embarrassing.
But as her eyes flicked toward Cheng Zhengchu’s extraordinarily handsome face, her cheeks flushed, and her heart began to race uncontrollably.