The two of them actually got really into shopping.
I cancelled my original plan to go to the movies and spent the afternoon wandering around the shopping mall, buying a bunch of clothes, household items, food, and other things.
When Yan Bo took Tong Xiaohuai back to her home, he asked her twice more, "Are you really not coming to eat with us?"
Tong Xiaohuai shook her head, "I'm not going. My dad goes crazy when he's with those uncles, and I can't be bothered with it. You too, don't go too far. If my dad goes too far, remember to stop him!"
This was the first time Yan Bo had heard of his future father-in-law being so tactless. "Going too far? What is he doing?"
Some unpleasant images flashed through Yanbo's mind, but he was too embarrassed to say them out loud.
Seeing that his expression was a little off, Tong Xiaohuai rolled her eyes and guessed what he was thinking.
"Tsk, don't overthink it. When it comes to relationships, my dad is very devoted to my mom. As for saying he went too far, it's because he and his group of middle-aged and elderly people love to gamble when they drink. Sometimes when they lose, they're not convinced and often have to fight to resolve their internal conflicts."
Tong Xiaohuai's answer was unexpected by Yan Bo, but upon closer reflection, it seemed perfectly reasonable.
Although Tong Laoda and his gang are labeled with various tags that easily attract discrimination, in fact, most of them are upright, loyal and honest people.
In their world, conflicts can be resolved with force, and disputes can be settled with fists, making everything right and wrong clear and distinct.
"Alright then, you go with Aunt Tong tonight to go get clothes made, and I'll keep an eye on Uncle Tong and the others."
Tong Xiaohuai and her mother had dinner at home, and then the driver took them to the designer's studio.
The designer usually only accepts appointments. When the two people came in, he told his assistant to take care of them and then ran to the back of the studio to do something.
The assistant, a woman in her thirties, smiled apologetically at the two of them.
"I'm sorry, Miss Zhao just received an order yesterday. It was a call from Beijing, ordering a dress for an important state banquet for a head of state. It's quite urgent, so she's been working late these past two days to finish it. If Mrs. Tong and Miss Tong don't mind, may I receive you first?"
In L City, honestly, very few people dare to offend the Tong family.
Fortunately, Tong's mother was not an arrogant person. After listening to her assistant's explanation, she nodded in understanding.
"Of course, no problem. We came here today just to check out the styles and sizes. We're not in a hurry to do the other design and production. We can wait until Miss Zhao finishes her important order before we start ours."
The assistant exchanged a few more polite words, then got up and led the two of them around the studio.
The studio is filled with finished products made by customers. They come in various styles, but all are exquisitely crafted and uniquely designed. Among them is a bright red cheongsam embroidered with a phoenix, which Tong Ma really likes.
“Mrs. Tong, this cheongsam was a wedding dress worn by a female singer, and there is also a robe embroidered with a dragon, which is her husband’s suit.”
Holding the cheongsam, Tong's mother turned her head to Tong Xiaohuai and said, "Xiaohuai, when you marry Xiaoyan, wear a dress like this too. It looks really good."
Tong Xiaohuai was taken aback for a moment, then pouted at her mother, "Mom, we've got a long way to go!"
Tong's mother thought about it and realized that it made sense; her precious daughter was only eighteen.
But she really liked this style of dress.
"How about I give you a dress like this as a gift when you have your engagement party?"
Tong Xiaohuai rolled her eyes. "Mom, I don't think I've agreed to anything with him yet, have I? Besides, he hasn't done anything!"
Tong's mother put down her dress, smiled, and walked forward with Tong Xiaohuai. "So that's why you seemed so distracted. You were upset that Xiaoyan didn't seize the opportunity to propose to you this afternoon?"
Tong Xiaohuai blushed slightly at her mother's teasing, shook off her hand, and ran away.
"Tong Xiaohuai is getting engaged?" the assistant asked in surprise.
Tong's mother nodded, "Yes, it'll be soon!"
There was actually no news about it, but Tong's mother inexplicably believed that the engagement banquet was not far away.
Congratulations, Mrs. Tong!
Tong's mother was even happier. Originally, she only planned to have a few dresses made for the Spring Festival, but now she paid more attention and also envisioned all kinds of dresses for her beloved daughter's engagement banquet.
"Does Miss Zhao know how to design Western-style wedding dresses?"
Tong's mother has always liked Chinese-style dresses, and Miss Zhao's studio has always displayed Chinese-style dresses, so she asked her assistant with some uncertainty.
"Yes, but Ms. Zhao prefers traditional formal wear to Western-style wedding dresses."
Mrs. Tong nodded thoughtfully. Her assistant, being very clever, pointed to a nearby cubicle and said, "Over there are some of Miss Zhao's award-winning Western-style wedding dresses on display. Would Mrs. Tong like to take a look?"
Tong's mother's eyes lit up with surprise, "Okay, please take us to see it."
After saying that, he looked up to find Tong Xiaohuai.
Tong Xiaohuai was standing in front of a men's suit not far away, resting his chin on his hand, seemingly lost in thought.
"Little Huai, come here."
Tong's mother called out, and Tong Xiaohuai paused for a moment before turning around and jogging back.
"What are you looking at so intently?"
"Didn't Yanbo say he wanted to have two suits made? I just saw that one and I think it's pretty good; it should suit him quite well."
Tong's mother couldn't help but tease her again, "You were just being stubborn..."
Tong Xiaohuai quickly reached out and put her arm around her mother's shoulder, hurriedly interrupting her.
"Mom, why did you call me over?"
"Miss Zhao designs not only Chinese-style dresses but also Western-style wedding gowns. Shall we go take a look?"
Tong Xiaohuai didn't react for a moment, "Mom, why are you looking at wedding dresses?"
Tong's mother tapped her on the head, "Silly girl, you can wear a wedding dress to your engagement!"
Tong Xiaohuai stood still. "Mom, there's no need to make it so complicated..."
Originally, Chinese-style dresses were already quite formal, but to wear a Western-style wedding dress as well, how is this any different from a wedding?
"Xiao Huai, don't you understand what your father means?"
After much deliberation, Tong's mother finally decided that it would be better to tell her daughter the truth.
No matter what choice her daughter makes, she, as her mother, will support her unconditionally.
Tong Xiaohuai was stunned for a moment, "What does my dad mean? Doesn't he just want me to get engaged to Yanbo?"
Tong Xiaohuai could accept the engagement. After all, many people around them were used to doing this. They were not yet of marriageable age or did not want to get married, but they wanted to give each other a clear status, so they got engaged first. When both parties confirmed each other's status, it was much more legitimate to the outside world.
Tong's mother sighed inwardly. This girl is still too naive. She wondered if Yan Bo had guessed the real reason why he was so eager for them to get engaged.
"Your father actually wanted Xiao Yan to marry into our Tong family."
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