Jiang Molin really couldn't find an excuse. Thinking of the agreement they had made, this was the most appropriate and non-obtrusive one.
A few days passed and Lin Xingyu had forgotten about it. She was a little nervous about suddenly having to meet her parents, even though it was fake.
"Of course, we agreed on that. What do you like, grandpa? I'll prepare a gift for you."
"I've prepared a gift for you, don't be nervous."
"How can that be? It's our first meeting, so I have to prepare it myself. Grandpa, do you have any hobbies?"
"Grandpa is retired now, and he likes to fish and grow flowers and plants. You can buy whatever you want." Jiang Molin was afraid of putting pressure on Lin Xingyu too early.
"Yeah, okay, I'll pick it myself then."
"Then send me the address and I'll pick you up this weekend morning."
"Okay, I'll send it to you. See you this weekend."
The phone dinged, "Got it, see you this weekend." Jiang Molin hung up reluctantly.
We added each other on WeChat on the day we got engaged, but we haven’t been in touch since.
Jiang Molin looked at her cute cat avatar and the record of their first chat, wondering if he should reply to her out of courtesy.
"Okay." As soon as I typed in the input box, I rejected it myself. No, it's too perfunctory.
"Got it." No, that's too formal.
It seemed that no word he typed was appropriate, so Jiang Molin quietly opened the group chat with his friends, stole a cat emoticon pack from it and sent it to her. If her avatar was a cat, she should like this.
At the same time, Lin Xingyu saw that it was Jiang Molin who replied with such a cute emoticon. She was surprised. Jiang Molin, who looked so cool, was actually so soft and cute in private? You really can't judge a person by his appearance.
The Jiang family is a top wealthy family, and they must have very high standards when choosing a grandson's wife. I wonder if they can handle it?
Alas, life is not easy.
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