Allure?

Jiang Shuyin carefully examined the baby eating the eggshell. The face was quite ordinary. It looked somewhat familiar from the side, but it just didn't match the alluring appearance.

Qingwu crossed her arms and squinted at him, saying, "Eleventh Brother's features are all quite good individually, but they don't look good together. It's really strange."

Jiang Shuyin looked again and it was true; the eyes were upturned, like peach blossoms. She covered the lower half of the face with her hand, and the baby's appearance instantly improved.

The nose has a high bridge and prominent nasal bone; it looks ordinary from the front but is stunning from the side.

Her thin, small lips, as red as cherries, did not stand out on her face; in fact, they made her look rather plain.

Xie Yin, however, said, "It is indeed beautiful."

Jiang Shuyin put Ace's old clothes on the baby, not because she couldn't afford to buy new ones, but because old clothes were more comfortable to wear.

I checked the time and it was only eight o'clock, so I decided to play a little longer.

Qingwu reminded him from the side, "He hasn't been named yet. Whatever he's called, I'll call him Eleventh Brother from now on. It's more affectionate that way."

Jiang Shuyin: "..." This easily reminds her of Qing Dynasty palace dramas.

Its simplicity is unparalleled in beauty: "Let's call it Bai Su (White Plain)."

Qingwu almost laughed: "It sounds like a girl's name."

Jiang Shuyin looked at him irritably: "Shut up, this name is very good. Names have no gender, only people have them."

Bai Su's name was decided in this way. He himself ate, drank, and slept. Although Qing Wu disliked him a lot, she took better care of him than the child's father.

At 2 a.m. that night, a black van drove into the residential area, and a family of four quietly went upstairs in low voices.

Xie Yin watched them enter a house. When he saw who opened the door, he remembered what she had said: he needed to ask for half a day off.

As dawn broke, Xiao Youliang went downstairs to buy breakfast for his daughter's family, and also bought some for his fiancée's family. He was from the north and loved eating steamed buns, and didn't find them dry at all.

Zheng Lanxiang ate half of it, and cut the rest into slices of steamed bun, baked them until golden brown and crispy, and sprinkled them with chili powder. It tasted delicious.

He arrived very late yesterday, while everyone else was still asleep. Xiao Youliang ate at his fiancée's house and said to Jiang Shuyin, "I'll have lunch later. Have you asked for leave yet?"

Jiang Shuyin nodded: "We've had plenty of time, so we'll have to trouble you two to make the arrangements. I'll pay the bill."

"No, no, this meal must be on me."

Jiang Shuyin went to work, and before Xiao Youliang and Zheng Lanxiang could exchange more than a few words, their daughter called to ask, "Dad, where are you?"

"I've gone out to buy breakfast and I'm on my way back." After hanging up the phone, Xiao Youliang coughed twice and said to Zheng Lanxiang, "I'm going back first. I'll pick you up at noon to go to Xiangyue Hotel."

Zheng Lanxiang: "I still have to pick up Qingwu from school, you guys go first."

After seeing the person off, I glanced at the cleanliness of the house, which was in pretty good condition. I watered the flowers in the yard and went next door to tell Guan Xiaojun's family, "I owe my acquaintance with Lao Xiao to your introduction. Don't forget to have lunch with us."

Guan Xiaojun and her husband took a day off today specifically for this matter. They made sure to check the time and promised to go.

Zheng Lanxiang returned home in a great mood, picked out clothes to wear, took out the skincare and cosmetic products her daughter had given her, and fiddled with them. She whitened her face, applied blush and lipstick, and kept turning her head to look at herself in the mirror.

Women are like flowers, blossoming beautifully when watered with love.

When Xiao Youliang arrived home, he placed the steamed buns on the table. Xiao Yin opened the bag and asked, "Dad, what are we going to eat these steamed buns?"

Xiao Youliang took out several jars of pickled vegetables from the kitchen: "The pickled vegetables your Aunt Zheng makes are so delicious. This chili sauce is also great for mixing with rice or noodles."

Xiao Yin called her two children out to eat together. Her husband had been driving all night and was still snoring in bed.

......

"Ring ring ring—"

When the bell rang at twelve o'clock, Qingwu was picked up by her grandmother to have a big meal, amidst the envious and jealous looks of her classmates.

Zheng Lanxiang didn't go back and drove straight to the hotel, but Qingwu objected: "I need to go home to change my clothes; it's awkward wearing my school uniform."

Zheng Lanxiang couldn't persuade him otherwise. Afraid of wasting time, she turned the handlebars all the way down. After arriving home, she urged him repeatedly, "Hurry up, don't keep them waiting."

She was afraid people would think she was being pretentious.

Qingwu just wanted to go home and see his eleventh brother. That guy could really sleep. Two crystal cores were missing, he must have eaten them. He took a few pretty ones out of his food bag and put them on his eleventh brother's quilt, then quickly changed into his suit and went out.

When Zheng Lanxiang saw him finally come out, she acted as if she had been released from prison. She got into the car, fastened her seatbelt, and sped off.

Jiang Shuyin and Xie Yin were looking for a parking space. She saw a parking space and was about to park when a car squeezed in first, which made her very angry. But when she rolled down the window and looked up, her anger instantly disappeared.

It was done by my own mother.

Xie Yin came over and told her, "There's an empty spot at the six o'clock position."

Xiangyue Hotel is considered a landmark building in Anshi. It was originally a state-owned restaurant and has undergone seven major renovations to become the international hotel it is today. Besides its delicious food, it is also famous, and people who care about face want to come here to show off.

Xiao Youliang booked a private room, which was essentially two rooms combined. Upon entering, you could see two round black walnut tables, yellow-painted walls, and carpeted floors. There were already quite a few people sitting inside.

One of the women, who was very well-maintained, made eye contact with her, smiled, and nodded.

Jiang Shuyin's intuition told her that this was Xiao Yin, and she greeted her, "Hello." Xiao Yin wanted to chat a bit more, but her father, Xiao Youliang, squeezed in and asked, "Your mother hasn't arrived yet. What's holding her up?"

Jiang Shuyin frowned slightly: "I just saw her come in. Maybe she couldn't find the room. I'll go find it."

Xiao Youliang went along too.

Neither of the main characters were in the private room, so to avoid an awkward silence, Guan Xiaojun and Xiao Yin's husband talked a lot to liven up the atmosphere.