Song Yiyi still wanted to tell him first, as she felt that she would feel more at ease if he knew it first.
But Gu Cheng didn't agree.
Cen Yue was also not happy.
The guard at the door just said no and nothing else.
Song Yiyi just returned home.
The next afternoon, she woke up from her nap and was bored reading Gu Chengze's obscure professional books when someone knocked on the door again.
The ones who came this time were still the sisters-in-law and aunts in the courtyard.
Aunt Wang is still the leader.
As soon as she opened the door, they pulled her into the house, sat her down, and looked her over carefully from head to toe.
Song Yiyi felt baffled. "What's going on? I haven't even left the house for the past day, let alone rumors about me again."
If there really was one, she could pack up and leave right where she was, as she was already feeling hot all over.
Aunt Wang saw at a glance the red skirt that Song Yiyi had casually placed on the bedside, and took it over to try it on her.
"Yiyi, aren't you going to a social gathering tonight?"
Song Yiyi nodded.
"Then why aren't you dressed up?"
Song Yiyi: "Do I need to dress up?"
She is just a tool, and her purpose is not to go on a blind date.
One sister-in-law asked with a smile: "What are you going to wear?"
The more Song Yiyi listened, the more puzzled she felt. She looked at the crowd suspiciously and said, "Why do I feel like a pig waiting to be sold? Are you here to slaughter me?"
These aunts and sisters-in-law are too enthusiastic.
The room suddenly became quiet. Aunt Wang gave her a furtive wink and whispered, "Yiyi, we actually think you're already pretty enough. If you dress up any more, there'll be no place for other girls to live."
Here comes the turning point, "But Political Commissar Cen doesn't think so."
A sister-in-law echoed: "That's right, we were chatting under the tree, and Political Commissar Cen came."
After hearing their low chirping, Song Yiyi understood.
Cen Yue was standing outside waiting.
He asked his sisters-in-law and aunts to come and dress up Song Yiyi and then take her out.
Song Yiyi: “….”
Aunt Wang pulled her up and said, "Political Commissar Cen really cares about your brother. He's determined to marry you off! I think he didn't plan to do anything all night, just staring at you. Yiyi, you have to behave yourself. Political Commissar Cen is so scary. Be careful that if he gets upset, he will kill you and your brother..."
Aunt Wang didn't dare say the rest.
Song Yiyi originally didn't plan to wear the clothes that Cen Yue gave her, but now she was forced to put them on.
Everyone circled around Song Yiyi, "Hey, don't tell me, this dress looks different when you put it on."
When Song Yiyi is without makeup, although she is beautiful, she does not have strong offensive power. On the other hand, she has a good voice, and when she doesn't release any malice, she looks like a pure and good girl.
Once she puts some effort into her outfit, she looks stunning in a red dress and high heels.
Aunt Wang even brought her own lipstick and insisted on putting it on Song Yiyi.
"Your face is so fair and tender, I'll give you some more!"
Aunt Wang laughed and said, "My daughter bought this for me. I usually don't want to spend it."
Aunt Wang's daughter has good aesthetic taste, and I guess there are no deathly colors in this generation.
After putting on lipstick, everyone can be considered to have accomplished their mission.
They couldn't help but surround Song Yiyi and admire her for a long time before "escorting" her to Cen Yue.
Cen Yue had been standing under the tree in front of the door, his posture cold and upright.
"Chief!"
Aunt Wang called out to him, and he slowly lowered his head.
Surrounded by a group of people, Song Yiyi was wearing a flamboyant red long dress. Her delicate little face was as beautiful as a peach, and her red lips were slightly raised.
Her eyes are clear and bright.
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