Chapter 322 Who is unruly

"I secretly ordered a lot of milk today and asked your brother to move the wooden bath tub from the utility room. You can soak in it later. You will be the protagonist tomorrow. You must be the most beautiful one among all the beauties!" Old Mrs. Jiang said with a look of experience: "I also dried a lot of flower petals. I will use them all today. I will save some more fragrant flower petals for your wedding."

An Zhixia's cheeks were rosy, and her eyes were full of moisture. Under the light, she looked like a sweet fruit. Not to mention the men, even Old Lady Jiang stared at her with her eyes wide open. She whispered, "Fang Yuan is such a bargain."

The Jiang family has a bathroom that is not small. There is a half-person-high wooden barrel in it, which is filled with two-thirds of milk. There is a thick layer of beautiful red and pink petals sprinkled on it. The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and milk.

An Zhixia washed herself carefully from the rain, then stepped into the bathtub and sighed comfortably. She picked a facial mask and applied a thick layer of essence on her neck, but she couldn't help thinking about how to write the test questions.

Twenty minutes later, she rinsed it off, then applied a layer of body lotion, and carefully applied layer after layer of skin care products on her face. After her whole body was moisturized and smooth, she spun the clothes she had thrown into the washing machine, hung them on the small balcony, and returned to the house with her hair wrapped and wearing a cotton nightgown.

As soon as she entered the room, she was hugged tightly. An Zhixia's heart skipped a beat, but then she smelled the familiar and aggressive scent of the man. She pinched the man's tender flesh without hesitation. When she heard the other party gasp, she hummed softly: "Fang Yuan, you are really getting more and more promising. You are getting engaged tomorrow, and you are climbing my window today!"

He bit her directly with dissatisfaction, "You little heartless girl, don't you miss me?"

An Zhixia felt a little guilty. Her mind was full of test questions and she had no time to spare. If her brother hadn't asked her to take a leave after get off work and her family hadn't helped her make arrangements, she would never have thought about tomorrow's affairs.

An Zhixia has always been focused on what she does. In the past, her assistant arranged her schedule properly, and she only focused on responding to announcements, recharging herself, and studying her work. She has not yet learned the feeling of keeping a man in her heart all the time.

She wrapped her arms around his waist obediently, revealing her joy and affection to him bit by bit.

The woman in his arms had just taken a bath, she was soft, smooth, well-behaved and gentle to the point of being unspeakably gentle. He was so impatient that he almost exploded on the spot, wishing he could rub her into his bones.

An Zhixia whispered to him about the Jiang family's relatives, "They are distant relatives, but they are also the few relatives of the Jiang family in Kyoto, so we have to invite them. You should be prepared, their attitude does not represent our family's attitude."

"I know," Fang Yuan nodded and smiled, "After all, I was also a second-generation master before, and I have been involved in family affairs and know how to get along with others. You should go to bed early. You must be exhausted these days. See you tomorrow!"

He didn't want to leave, but the whole room was filled with her scent, and if he stayed any longer all his willpower would collapse.

An Zhixia clenched her fists and watched him jump out of the window swiftly and handsomely, landing steadily on one leg. He turned around and walked away backwards, waving at her, and turned into a black panther in the night and disappeared from sight in a few leaps.

She went back to bed and tossed around for a long time, realizing belatedly that she was going to get married to a man, and that they would face the future storms together for the rest of their lives. Her heart was burning, and she didn't know how long it took before she fell asleep. It seemed that as soon as she closed her eyes, the sky was bright, and outside she could hear the noise of children going to the cafeteria to eat and go to school.

After dinner, An Zhixia was asked by Old Lady Jiang to put on some light makeup and change into a red sleeveless, knee-length, waist-cinched skirt embroidered with silver birds. This was a modification of the cheongsam, which outlined her beautiful curves and made her neck look slender and graceful. She then stepped on five-centimeter-high red leather shoes, which made her calves look white and graceful with elegant curves.

She still had her hair in a graceful pigtail, which gave her unbridled beauty a soft glow and was extremely captivating.

The relatives arrived early. When they saw An Zhixia coming down the stairs with a faint smile, they all stayed where they were. The image of An's mother back then blurred in their minds. It seemed that the light-hearted girl in front of them was more lively and had a beauty beyond compare!

Then an old lady with silver-white hair that was meticulously combed and tied up with a wooden hairpin said with a gloomy face: "Old man, does your granddaughter work at the TV station? Does she usually dress like this to work? It's so inappropriate. Our Jiang family is not as glamorous as before, but the girls in our family must be dignified and decent! How can she enter that industry and learn to dress in an inappropriate way!"

Old Mrs. Jiang's smiling face immediately fell, "Aunt Niu, don't you feel guilty for saying this? When dad was still alive, you wore cheongsam a lot, right? The slits almost reached the waist, why can't my granddaughter only show her calves and arms?

This is New Xiahua, which advocates female democracy. Why are you still using the old methods to demand others?

Besides, I am in charge of my granddaughter, so you should just focus on your own children."

Old Lady Niu was so angry that she fell backwards. Now she had a large group of children and grandchildren, and she didn't have to serve the mistress or flatter the proper young masters and young ladies. She had the final say at home, and she had almost forgotten how she used to be servile. "You also know that this is Xin Xiahua? Then I am no longer your aunt, but your proper elder. But look at your appearance, how many of you take me seriously?"

"Then you have to act like an elder," Old Lady Jiang snorted, "Today is a great day for my granddaughter, so Aunt Niu, don't act so arrogantly in our house. Otherwise, I'll kick you out with a broom. What do you mean you're no longer an aunt? Don't act like a feudal head of a family."

Old Master Jiang also said coldly: "Aunt Niu, if you don't want to leave this relative, the gate is right there, sorry we won't see you off!"

Old Mrs. Niu moved her mouth but didn't dare to say anything. She glared at An Zhixia, pouting as she sat on the sofa and treated her younger generation to food and drink. The plate of chocolates on the table was immediately empty.

The second grandfather Jiang was an honest man, and the second old lady Jiang was suppressed by her mother-in-law and became a little dull. The grandchildren below looked around, but did not dare to be too aggressive. After all, the old lady Jiang was very strong in fighting, and the old grandfather Jiang protected her, suppressing their grandmother so much that she dared not say a word.

Instead, a lady with black hair, fine lines on her face, and very elegant clothes came forward and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, this granddaughter you found really looks like you when you were young, even more like you than Xiu'er."

"That's right," Mrs. Jiang's heart ached when she heard the word Xiu'er. Looking at her granddaughter who was smiling like a flower, she also smiled and said, "She is the little cotton-padded jacket God gave me. She is more sensible and considerate than Xiu'er. The only right thing that girl did in her life was to leave me such a pair of beautiful, smart and filial children."

(End of this chapter)