Yingbao thought to herself, "My silly mother, why didn't she think of herself?"
well……
“Mother, I’m talking about you…”
"Yingbao, are you kidding me?" Wang Yitong continued kneading the dough in her hands, feeling that what her daughter was saying was unrealistic. She was no longer a young woman; she was now a middle-aged woman. How could she wear bell-bottoms and shirts?
Besides, she's never worn this type of clothing before, and it would be so embarrassing if she made a fool of herself again!
Thinking of all this, Wang Yitong said, "Daughter, don't tease your mother. I really can't do it."
“Mother, I’m not teasing you, I’m serious.”
Seeing that her mother didn't speak, Yingbao walked directly in front of her, kept grabbing her thigh with her little hands, and said coquettishly, "Mommy, just try it on... just try it on... Yingbao promises that you will be the best mommy, the most beautiful mommy when you wear it."
Wang Yitong chuckled and tapped Yingbao's little nose with the hand that was kneading dough, teasing her: "Isn't your mother the best and most beautiful one in your heart now...?"
"Of course, Mother is the best and most beautiful in my heart, and she will always be number one in Yingbao's heart."
Yingbao kept showering Wang Yitong with compliments, making Wang Yitong beam with joy.
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Wang Yitong tried on the clothes and acted as the guide, and in the end, of course, she agreed.
After all, who could resist when their daughter Yingbao stares at them with those big, watery eyes and acts all cute? She certainly couldn't.
He had no choice but to beg for mercy and listen to his daughter's arrangements.
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Even though Wang Yitong has had three children, she still maintains a figure that is slim where it should be slim and curvy where it should be curvy, with her most striking feature being her alluring curves.
She used to be a bit thin, with hands like chicken claws, and her complexion wasn't very good. But in the last two or three years, her daughter and husband have been providing her with good food, drinks, and other necessities. Naturally, her nutrition has improved, and her figure and overall appearance have returned to what they used to be.
This kind of life was something I never dared to dream of before. Even if I dreamed about it, I would immediately wake up in a fright, looking at the drafty windows in the room, defeated by reality.
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The next morning, Wang Yitong went to Yingbao's room and changed into the flared pants, a slightly Hong Kong-style shirt, and a Korean-style coat that Yingbao had put together for her. After dressing up like this, Wang Yitong could hardly recognize herself in the mirror.
Is that the beautiful and charming woman she is?
Yingbao brought over a medium-sized stool, took out a power strip from her spatial storage, and said to Wang Yitong, "Mommy, sit down first, and I'll give you a retro Hong Kong style hairstyle to match your outfit."
Yingbao silently kept the thought, "I guarantee you'll have a huge chance of turning back," without daring to say it aloud.
Upon hearing this, Wang Yitong immediately sat up straight, like a student hearing a school bell ring, waiting for Yingbao's next move. Loving beauty is every woman's nature; even if they don't outwardly show it, they'll secretly indulge in a little vanity sometimes.
Yingbao has brought out her mother Wang Yitong's latent, subconscious love of beauty. That's amazing.
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Twenty minutes later, Wang Yitong exclaimed excitedly, her words tumbling out incoherently, "My dear daughter... Yingbao, is the woman in this mirror your mother? How can this be so unbelievable?"
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