"Sister Lele, is something the matter?" Li Xiyue asked with a smile as she pulled her into the house.
Zhuang Le looked at herself. "Do you think I look good dressed like this?"
"It's very good, elegant and appropriate," Li Xiyue praised with a smile after looking at it.
Zhuang Le was a little insecure. "Wouldn't this be too plain? Should I change into a brightly colored coat?"
"No need, Sister Lele, you're so beautiful, you look good in anything. You're going back to your own home, not your in-laws' house, why are you so nervous?" Li Xiyue reassured her with a smile, "No matter what you wear, Dean Chen will like it."
Zhuang Le stubbornly retorted, "It's not that I want him to like it; I just don't want to embarrass the old man."
"How could our Sister Lele be shameful? Everyone loves our Sister Lele," Li Xiyue coaxed.
Zhuang Le then regained his confidence and said with a smile, "Little sister, you have such a sweet tongue, no wonder everyone likes you."
"I was just speaking politely," Li Xiyue said, taking an outfit from the closet. "You can do it too."
Most people don't know how to speak properly; their words are always barbed, they either habitually ask rhetorical questions, or they always try to put others down, making people feel very uncomfortable.
Spending time with family and friends isn't about arguing with people, so there's really no need for that.
Zhuang Le then realized that she had never spoken properly. Every time she spoke, it was barbed, seemingly hurting the other person, but in reality, it was a double-edged sword that also hurt herself.
"Little sister, can you teach me?" Zhuang Le didn't want to become an annoying person; she wanted to be liked like Li Xiyue.
Li Xiyue smiled easily, "Sister Lele, aren't you just speaking properly now? I believe in you, you can definitely do it, you just need to have confidence in yourself."
Zhuang Le is simply insecure, has low self-esteem, and is emotionally fragile, which is why she acts so sharp. She tries to protect herself with thorns, but she doesn't realize that these thorns will also hurt her.
She knows it's not good, but it's just a habit she can't break overnight. She doesn't need anyone to teach her anything; all she needs is affirmation and encouragement.
"Can I really do it?" Zhuang Le asked himself again, as was his habit.
Li Xiyue held her shoulder and said earnestly, "Sister Lele, you can do it, I believe in you!"
Zhuang Le suddenly felt a surge of strength within her, and she smiled and nodded, "Then I'll give it a try."
After everyone left, Li Xiyue quickly changed her clothes, braided her hair, tied it with a hair tie, and put on a headband.
The headband is very characteristic of this era, and it does look good when paired with clothes.
Just as they were getting ready to leave, they heard the voices of the master and disciple talking coming from the west wing.
"Are you possessed? You've always called me 'old man,' why are you suddenly calling me 'master'?"
"Can't I call you Master? Stop it... Don't say anything more, I'll help you get dressed properly."
"You don't look like yourself at all anymore? Are you alright?"
Li Xiyue chuckled and went to the main room to see Liao Qingshan.
"Wow, handsome old man, so good-looking!" Li Xiyue exclaimed, praising him immediately.
Liao Qingshan burst into laughter, "You're naturally beautiful too."
"Of course."
The grandfather and grandson burst into shameless laughter.
After breakfast, Lu Feng drove over to pick them up.
He was dressed casually but neatly, and standing in the courtyard, he gave people a sense of uprightness and elegance.
Li Xiyue sighed inwardly, "He is truly a handsome man."
Zhuang Le stared wide-eyed.
Liao Qingshan and Zhuang Lao nodded repeatedly.
Lu Feng spotted Li Xiyue immediately; her beauty was still so striking, captivating even without makeup.
But he only admired it, and had no other thoughts.
His gaze lingered only briefly before settling on Zhuang Le, and he exclaimed, "Lele looks really good today."
Zhuang Le's face flushed, and he secretly straightened his back, feeling much more confident. "Brother Lu, you look good too."
Lu Feng smiled, a smile as warm and comforting as a spring breeze in March.
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