When Yuan's mother heard An Qiaoqiao say that she was afraid that the elders like her would mind her ordinary identity, she became anxious.
She wanted to turn around immediately, hold the other person's hand and say that she really didn't mind.
As long as she is willing to give her son a chance to date her, she really doesn't mind.
"I just think he's a decent person. To raise someone like him, his parents shouldn't be difficult to get along with."
"But you're right. Oftentimes, if it's just a romantic relationship, then you don't have to think too much about it. If the two of you are attracted to each other, then that's all that matters. But if you're planning on getting married, you still have to consider the other person's parents' opinions."
Shu Yan just thought that Yuan Huaian was a good person, so she was afraid that An Qiaoqiao would regret it if she missed him. But now that she saw that she was so rational, she didn't say anything more.
But she felt that An Qiaoqiao was thinking too simply. Seeing how Yuan Huaian felt about An Qiaoqiao, she thought he might not give up on her easily.
"Let's not talk about him anymore. Let's go."
"Speaking of which, Mr. Leng's clothes are all custom-made, and you still go out to buy them for him? You really have too much free time."
As An Qiaoqiao spoke, she looked at the salesgirl following behind them, whose hands were almost full of things.
It seems that Shu Yan contributed part of the other party's commission and bonus this month.
"You don't understand. Personal customization is personal customization. I bought it for him personally, so I bought it for him personally. The meaning is different."
Shu Yan shook her head in denial.
"Okay, I don't understand."
An Qiaoqiao herself is still a single person now, and she really doesn't understand Shu Yan's mentality.
When Yuan's mother saw that they were leaving, she became anxious because she hadn't even seen her son's sweetheart.
While thinking, his eyes turned and he got it.
Mother Yuan held the shirt in her hand high, and when An Qiaoqiao and the others passed by her, she suddenly turned around and pretended to fall.
“Ouch…”
"careful……"
Yuan's mother's cry of pain and An Qiaoqiao's frightened voice sounded at the same time.
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