An Moxue and Wu Sicheng were inspecting the house she had just bought, and An Moxue was making plans for each room.

After the two of them carefully inspected the place, Wu Sicheng said, "Tomorrow, we'll have someone come and demolish these extra structures first, and then we'll start construction. If we follow your plan, it will probably cost at least two or three thousand to finish this house. Even the blue bricks on the ground will need to be replaced quite a bit."

"I've replaced everything. By the way, come with me to hunt for some vintage furniture sometime. The more the merrier."

"OK."

The two sat by the flower bed, Wu Sicheng close to An Moxue, looking at her face, unable to get enough of it. "Moxue, I met Wen Tao at noon today, and he seemed to have a lot of opinions about me."

An Moxue looked at him with a half-smile: "What? Is it not allowed?"

Wu Sicheng pleaded, "Fine! Fine! All your people are fine."

An Moxue asked reproachfully, "Do you have a problem with that?"

Wu Sicheng raised his hands in surrender, "No, and I wouldn't dare!"

"Hmph! I bet you wouldn't dare. He doesn't just have a problem with you, he has a problem with all of our sisters' boyfriends. The eldest brother-in-law rarely finds his sister's husband agreeable, he's always picky! Just put up with it!"

He took her hand and played with it in his palm. "Are you two very close?"

An Moxue rested her head on Wu Sicheng's shoulder, reminiscing: "He's three years older than me, and he started school early, even skipping two grades, so he was very young when he got into military academy. But because he was the oldest among our group of friends, he took care of us from a young age, always acting as our big brother. Each of us received some kind of care from him. Especially after my parents sacrificed their lives, I felt he paid even more attention to me. I think the bond between our group is closer than that between some families' siblings, because we played together because we got along well. Back then, there weren't only a few of us kids in the compound; it's just that we were the ones who could play together. When you meet them, if they make things difficult for you, be more tolerant. Of course, I won't let them bully you either."

Okay. I'll do whatever you say.

"And you? Are any of your friends troublesome? I need to go back and pick out a new outfit for our appointment; I can't let you down."

"They're all childhood friends, but times have changed, and we're not together all the time, so things have changed a bit. But the feelings are still there, so don't worry, I've got you covered!"

"Let's go back now! I need time to get ready and put on makeup." An Moxue patted her bottom and stood up, and Wu Sicheng followed suit.

Wu Sicheng chuckled and joked, "Take it easy. I know your fighting prowess all too well. My friends haven't seen much bloodshed, so you should hold back a bit. You can use your aura a little more though."

An Moxue stopped, looked at Wu Sicheng, and circulated her internal energy. "Like this?"

In an instant, her aura changed, becoming very imposing.

Wu Sicheng used his inner strength to defend himself, then flicked her forehead with a smile, "Naughty! Let's go." He then took An Moxue's hand and walked outside. In an instant, the two of them simultaneously suppressed their auras, as if that moment had been an illusion.

"What clothes should I wear later? Do you want to help me pick something out?"

"Sure! You look best in red! It's so vibrant and passionate. But I'm a little reluctant to let them see you looking so beautiful. What should I do?"

"How about I pick out a red dress later, along with that set of red agate jewelry you made for me? Red agate isn't expensive, it should be fine, right?"

"Can."

"If I add a pair of black high-heeled sandals, how am I supposed to do my hair?"

As the car drove further and further away, the two continued their lively discussion. By the time they got home, An Moxue had already made some preliminary plans about what to wear to the appointment.

When Old Ma saw the two return, he hurriedly asked, "Is the transfer of ownership complete? Have you taken possession of the house?"

An Moxue took out the property certificate and handed it to Old Ma, saying, "Now that the house is in hand, I have some preliminary plans. I'll show you the sketches when I've finished them. What are your and Aunt's thoughts?"

Old Ma thought for a moment and said, "Everything else is fine, but the bedroom needs a heated kang bed. Your aunt and I are used to sleeping on a heated kang bed, and we're not used to sleeping on a regular bed."

"Okay, I got it. Uncle Ma, please tell Auntie that Wu Sicheng and I are going to meet some of his childhood friends later, so we won't be back for dinner tonight."

As An Moxue spoke, she walked towards her room, with Old Ma chasing after her, shouting, "Dress up nicely, don't embarrass Comrade Wu."

An Moxue raised her hand and waved it without turning her head: "Okay, I'm going right now. I won't leave the house until I've amazed you."

Old Ma smiled as he watched her retreating figure, then walked towards the kitchen, calling out as he went, "Old woman, come out here for a second and see what this is? Don't cook too much, it's just the two of us tonight."

When An Moxue reappeared in front of Wu Sicheng, he stared at her blankly for a moment, then said, "Moxue, why don't you go change your clothes?"

"What's wrong? Doesn't it look good? This is the same dress you bought me! I've barely worn it. No! I think it's fine." She said, looking around. The toe-length dress was bright red, with a cinched waist that made her look tall. She wore red agate earrings, a peace charm, and a bracelet, along with a cream-colored leather handbag. Her hair was half-up, half-down, with slightly curled ends that reached just to her waist.

This makes An Moxue appear grand, flamboyant, bright, and noble.

When Aunt Ma came over, she saw this person. In that instant, she seemed to see An Moxue's grandmother. The confident look was exactly the same. She thought, people still have to look at their background.

"Aunt Ma, is it pretty?" An Moxue asked Aunt Ma, who was standing at the door.

“It looks good. This is how we, Mo Xue, should live.” Wu Sicheng didn’t miss the pause in Aunt Ma’s words; he seemed to be deep in thought.

An Moxue waved her hand generously, "This outfit it is! Let's go!"

Wu Sicheng hesitated for a moment before saying, "How about we change into something else?"

"Why? You prepared the clothes and jewelry yourself." An Moxue asked knowingly.

Aunt Ma chuckled to herself.

"Hmm~" Could he say that she was too beautiful and didn't want others to see her?

"Let's go." She forcefully took his arm and half-pulled, half-pushed him out of the house.

Old Ma came out and saw the handsome man and beautiful woman. He smiled and praised, "Great! Handsome man and beautiful woman, that's how it should be! Have fun!"

As a woman, she couldn't refuse such praise, so she happily pulled Wu Sicheng out the door.

Old Ma and Aunt Ma followed behind the two men until they reached the gate, where they watched as the two got into the car.

Even after the car drove away and disappeared from sight, Aunt Ma was still sighing, "If it weren't for the bad times, Mo Xue would be living like this every day."

"Yes, that's how it should be. You should always look glamorous and beautiful."