Chapter 62 Finally, a daughter-in-law was found.
Beneath the dazzling crystal chandeliers, models in haute couture gowns glided like a flock of elegant swans across the mirrored runway.
The seats on both sides were filled with celebrities from the fashion world, and a waiter wearing white gloves stood next to each armchair in the VIP area, recording customers' reservation intentions at any time.
"How's the cut of this one?" Lin's mother asked, leaning closer and lightly tapping the electronic catalog on her knee. A waiter immediately bent down to take notes.
Yan Shuang commented cautiously: "The waistline design is very special and suitable for tall people."
Before she could finish speaking, Lin's mother had already swiped a few times on the tablet. "Write down this one, the size..." She turned to look at Yan Shuang. "You wear a size 36, right?"
"I?"
“And this one.” Lin’s mother completely ignored her surprise and pointed to the newly appeared burgundy suit on the stage. “The subtle pattern on the cuffs is exquisite, and it will suit you perfectly.”
"Wait, Auntie, what's wrong...?"
"Oh! I have to buy this!" A pearl gray velvet evening gown was being displayed on the runway, with a completely open back design. "If you wore this, Cheng Yu would definitely be unable to take his eyes off you."
Yan Shuang then realized that Lin's mother was actually placing an order for her. By this time, three different outfits had already been worn on stage, and Lin's mother's order list was growing longer and longer.
“Auntie!” she interrupted, raising her voice, “I can’t accept these.”
"Consider it a gift. It's Cheng Yu's first time dating a girlfriend, so he should show his appreciation."
"Really, it's not necessary, Auntie." Her voice was firm. "This kind of dress isn't suitable for my work environment; it would be a waste to leave it in my closet."
"How about picking a few everyday outfits? Like the new Dior suits?"
"I usually wear business attire..."
"Shouldn't a Hermès scarf be fine?"
Yan Shuang smiled apologetically at Lin's mother: "I appreciate your kindness, but there's really no need for you to spend money."
The more gifts you receive now, the more trouble you'll have to return them when you break up in the future.
She had even mentally prepared an Excel spreadsheet outlining the potential depreciation costs categorized by product type.
Lin's mother took a sip of champagne, but her gaze remained fixed on Yan Shuang.
She had thought that her son was only interested in an ordinary, pampered rich girl, but the way the boy looked at the exhibits was too pure, without a trace of greed, as if he were appreciating a work of art.
Before she arrived in Los Angeles, she remembered seeing a small box in Lin Chengyu's study drawer, filled with clippings and photos of Yan Shuang, from her winning awards in college competitions to her graduation, not missing a single one.
Lin's mother only then realized that her son had been secretly in love with her for so long. She had finally arranged a blind date for him, but he was still dragging his feet. "You brat, if you like her, why are you pretending to be so aloof!"
That's why she arranged this trip to Los Angeles, specifically bringing Yan Shuang to attend the spring fashion show.
When other socialites and heiresses see these luxury items, their eyes light up and they beg to buy them. But Yan Shuang? Her whole demeanor screamed rejection, and there wasn't a trace of greed in her eyes. Instead, she seemed afraid of owing someone a favor.
Lin's mother sighed inwardly, "Cheng Yu, the girl you like is much harder to win over than you imagine."
But it's okay, she, as a mother, has plenty of ways to handle things.
She deliberately put on a stern face: "Xiaoshuang, do you not like what Auntie picked out?"
Yan Shuang panicked as expected and quickly waved her hands, "No, Auntie, I just think it's too expensive..."
How could Lin's mother give her a chance to refuse? She immediately put on a hurt expression, her tone tinged with melancholy: "Xiao Shuang, actually, Auntie has always had a regret..."
Yan Shuang was taken aback: "Auntie, please speak."
“When I was young, I always wanted a daughter,” Lin’s mother said, gently wiping away non-existent tears. “My biggest wish was to dress her up beautifully and take her shopping…”
She stole a glance at Yan Shuang and saw that the other's expression softened, so she immediately pressed her advantage: "What a pity, she gave birth to that taciturn Cheng Yu, he's not even willing to go shopping with me."
"Aunt......"
"Now that we finally have a daughter-in-law," Lin's mother grabbed Yan Shuang's hand, her eyes sparkling, "even this small wish can't be fulfilled..."
Yan Shuang was completely at a loss, her cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes were filled with struggle.
"They've taken the bait." Madam Lin smiled smugly to herself and immediately pressed her advantage, beckoning a waiter over: "This one, this one, and that one, order them all for me."
"Auntie! It really won't work..."
"Why not?" Lin's mother pretended to be serious. "This old woman rarely has the opportunity to buy clothes for her future daughter-in-law. You can't take away my fun."
Yan Shuang opened her mouth, but in the end, she could only resign herself to her fate and lower her head, whispering, "Well... thank you, Auntie."
"All done." Lin's mother nodded in satisfaction.
As for Yan Shuang's expression of "I'll definitely return it later" when she accepted the gift? "Hmph, once you've entered the Lin family, you think you can return it?" Lin's mother had already made up her mind.
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