It's rare to see such a lively day, especially since it's the Mid-Autumn Festival.
To celebrate the occasion, when they went out to gather ingredients, Grandpa Rong had already arranged for the family's butler, Uncle Lin, to prepare some fans, lanterns, and other items.
However, these are not finished products; the children still need to make them by hand.
When they returned, Grandpa Rong and Grandpa Su had already changed into traditional Chinese-style Tang suits.
Under their urging, the men in the family also started wearing younger-style Chinese clothing.
The ladies then went back to their rooms to change into custom-made cheongsams.
All of Su Yinwan's cheongsams were in Qianyue Bay; she didn't know that her family would be wearing cheongsams to celebrate the festival today.
Just as she was feeling troubled, Rong Jing smiled and led her to another locker door in the dressing room.
Su Yinwan had never opened the cabinet, so she had no idea what was inside.
The man opened a wardrobe full of cheongsams.
"Mom had already instructed Aunt Lin to prepare different styles of cheongsams for you, all cut to your size, so they won't be unsuitable."
"Do you want me to change it for you?"
Rong Jing walked up to her and rubbed the woman's round head.
"No need, I can manage on my own."
After Rong Jing left, Su Yin went to look through the cheongsams in the closet that evening.
Unlike the previous simple and plain-colored ones, the cheongsams prepared by the old house have more elements and different colors.
Su Yinwan carefully examined each cheongsam.
She felt that each piece had its own unique significance.
"Oh, I see."
Su Yinwan quickly discovered the differences between each cheongsam and the meaning they represented.
First, from left to right, they are arranged according to the four seasons, from thinnest to thickest.
This is obvious at a glance.
Looking closer, the leftmost element is spring.
The color scheme includes an elegant and refined mint green, a quiet and gentle pink, and other colors that are more spring-like.
The buttons on the cheongsam are decorated with spring-like flowers such as lily of the valley, magnolia, and cherry blossoms.
Following this pattern, the cheongsams that followed were custom-made to suit the seasons.
Su Yinwan flipped to the section on cheongsams, which belonged to autumn.
She specially chose a delicate and elegant beige cheongsam.
The collar features a jade rabbit plucking osmanthus blossoms, the sides are adorned with pearl buttons, and the patterns include koi fish and osmanthus flowers, making it very suitable for today's Mid-Autumn Festival.
The overall design is simple and elegant, neither flashy nor overly flashy.
After changing into this cheongsam, Su Yinwan walked to the jewelry counter.
It seems like I'd need to put my hair up in a bun to make it look better, without making it look messy.
In the end, she chose a high-quality wooden hairpin from a pile of hairpins.
The top is decorated with two gardenias, making it a relatively understated yet versatile design.
Most importantly, Su Yinwan liked it very much, simply because it had gardenias, which she loved.
Su Yinwan confidently combed her hair, thinking of putting her long hair up in a bun.
Unfortunately, after several attempts, the balls were either too loose or crooked, leaving her somewhat frustrated.
On the last occasion, when she finally managed to put her long hair up in a bun, she discovered that a small tuft of hair had fallen out at the bottom.
Her patience was worn down by this seemingly simple updo.
"Forget it, I'll just tie my hair into a bun."
Su Yinwan muttered to herself as she prepared to put the wooden hairpin back into the jewelry box.
"I'll do it."
Rong Jing suddenly stood behind her and took the hairpin from her hand.
"Um?"
"Don't underestimate your man. I watched Aunt Lin teach you how to do it last time, and I've learned it now."
After saying that, Rong Jing braided Su Yinwan's hair into a traditional Chinese-style braided updo.
Su Yinwan originally thought he could only put on a simple classic updo for her, since he had never styled his hair like that before.
She thought he was inexperienced, but she never expected that the man could weave such beautiful patterns for her.
"Wow, Mr. Rong is amazing."
It must be admitted that Rong Jing's updo hairstyle makes his crown appear higher, and there isn't a single stray hair showing.
This was the first time he had ever given Su Yin a late-night handout; he had only seen it before but had never actually handled one.
Today, he simply braided such a stylish hairstyle, which just goes to show how clever men are; they can do it at a glance.
This prompted Su Yinwan to give him a thumbs-up in praise.
After this ordeal, Su Yinwan had to admit that she was terrible at handy things.
Looking at Rong Jing standing behind her through the makeup mirror, Su Yinwan smiled sweetly.
"Ah Jing, if I ever wear a cheongsam again, could you do my hair up for me?"
"If Wanwan needs it, her husband will be happy to help."
"What if you're at work and not home?" Su Yinwan joked.
"Then I won't go to work, I'll just come home and do your hair. Work is nothing compared to my wife."
These words, coming from Rong Jing, were not to be taken lightly.
"I love you, my husband."
"Shouldn't Wanwan be given a reward?"
Rong Jing leaned his face in directly.
Su Yinwan understood immediately and kissed the man's cheek with a happy expression.
Soon, the men regained control of the game.
He held Su Yinwan's neck and kissed her lips, which he never tired of kissing.
After a long while, Su Yinwan leaned weakly against Rong Jing.
The man then reluctantly withdrew.
Su Yinwan looked at her swollen, kissed lips in the mirror and couldn't help but glare at Rong Jing, who was secretly laughing.
"It's all your fault. They'll laugh at me if they see this later."
"Okay, okay, it's all my fault. Who told Wanwan to be so tempting? I just couldn't control myself."
"Hmph~ I don't want to talk to you anymore."
Su Yinwan deliberately turned her head away from him.
"Okay, sweetie, don't be angry. I promise I won't do it again next time."
Rong Jing gently coaxed the little imp in his arms who was acting all high and mighty.
"You always say the same thing, you always say the same thing."
Su Yinwan pouted.
She remembered that he made the same promise last time, and she wasn't going to fall for it again this time.
Rong Jing sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.
My wife has a good memory, and that's why she remembers these things so clearly.
Despite the man's constant sweet talk and attempts to coax Su Yinwan, she didn't turn around to acknowledge him.
At this moment, Su's mother's knocking on the door finally saved Rong Jing.
"Xiao Wan, are you there? Have you changed your clothes?"
Upon hearing her mother's voice, Su Yinwan turned to look at Rong Jing.
"I won't be angry with you this time. Mom's here, let's go out first."
"Yes, thank you for not being angry with your husband, Wanwan."
Immediately, Rong Jing held Su Yinwan's hand tightly and walked towards the door.
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