Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

"You know his personality! He's a man who attracts a lot of attention and is fickle! When he was in Shanghai, the tabloids kept writing about him!"

"I think he's probably in France this time, obsessed with some blonde, blue-eyed foreign chick, and that's why he's making up all this nonsense to fool me!"

Having said that, Lin Xi seemed to think that this possibility was extremely high the more she thought about it. The anger in her heart suddenly made her panic. She simply released her hands that were pressing down on her hair, letting a few strands of hair fall down, and spoke to Mrs. Lin in a huff.

"I told you and Dad earlier that I didn't want to get engaged so soon! Look, she's almost gone to the far end of the world to avoid me! And yet you're still rushing around making arrangements, as if you're afraid I won't get married!"

"Now that's great. We've been treated coldly. Our family has become a laughing stock and has brought shame to the whole of Shanghai!"

"What are you talking about!" Mrs. Lin felt a pang of pain in her heart at her daughter's blunt and self-deprecating words. Her face darkened a little. She pressed her daughter's shoulders and turned her back to her.

Then, without hesitation, he snatched the crumpled silk headband from her hand and deftly tied up the remaining half of her black hair. He then picked out a small and shiny pearl headband from the dressing table and carefully pinned it to her bun.

After doing all this, she held up her daughter's face and looked at her up and down in the mirror, confirming that the makeup and hair were in place. Then she withdrew her hand, gently patted Lin Xi's head, and spoke to comfort her.

"You're just daydreaming all day long! This is the rule that the two families agreed upon years ago. It's set in stone, how can he change it at will?" Having said that, Mrs. Lin raised her eyebrows and changed the subject.

"Besides, even if outsiders don't know, don't we know? Yucheng may be a little frivolous in his words, but he's not that clueless when it comes to his actions."

"Just stay here and relax. I'll go to the study and make a phone call to ask your Uncle Xu what's going on."

"Hmph! Then go ask!" Upon hearing this, the beautiful girl who had finished her makeup in the mirror and whose eyes and eyebrows had regained their noble and proud look raised her chin proudly.

"If Young Master Xu really didn't want to get engaged, he should have said it earlier! Now he's being so hesitant and secretive, it makes it seem like I, Lin Xi, am the one who's rushing to marry him, Xu Yucheng. I can't afford to lose face like that."

Mrs. Lin couldn't help but laugh when she saw her daughter's lively appearance. She stretched out her well-maintained hand and gently pinched the tip of Lin Xi's nose.

"Alright, alright, you've already arranged something so neatly for something that's barely even started." She curled her lips, her tone filled with unconcealed pride. "Besides, our Xixi is one of the prettiest girls in Shanghai. Unless you're someone who's blind, who wouldn't like her?"

These words were obviously very soothing. Lin Xi, who was originally a little annoyed, was soothed by her. She puffed out her chest even more proudly, but she pretended to be impatient on her face. She yawned exaggeratedly on purpose and waved her hands in the air.

"Oh, Mom, please go and make the phone call. I'm so sleepy that I can't even open my eyes."

"It's already this late, why are you still sleeping? I'll ask the kitchen to make you some noodles. Eat before you play." Mrs. Lin shook her head disapprovingly. Then, as if remembering something, she frowned and said, "And what about Ayuan? You bit him like that, you have to apologize to him."

When Lin Xi heard this, her bright little face suddenly fell. She pouted her red lips in dissatisfaction and turned her face towards the bronze mirror on the dressing table in a huff. Her angry profile was reflected in the mirror.

"I don't want to. It was him who came close to me. I haven't even blamed him for hurting my hand." As he said this, he raised his wrist and moved it towards Mrs. Lin, pointing at the fingerprints that had not yet completely faded, and said indignantly.

"That's because you're fooling around." Hearing her say this, Mrs. Lin couldn't help but reached out and poked her daughter's forehead, giving her a sidelong look with some anger, but in the end she didn't insist.

"Forget it. You look so reluctant. I'll invite Ayuan to dinner at my house some other day. You can apologize to him then."

Mrs. Lin stood up straight and straightened her wrinkled clothes. "I'm going to call the Xu family. I'll call you when the kitchen is ready."

"I know, I know~"

Lin Xi responded nonchalantly, but her hands had already started fiddling with the pearl necklace in the jewelry box. It was obvious that she didn't take Mrs. Lin's words to heart.

The door was closed, and the creaking sound of high heels on the wooden floor gradually faded away. In the bronze mirror, the coquettish look in the girl's eyes gradually faded away.

Lin Xi leaned back softly in her chair, her long black hair draped over the carved back. Her eyes, which had been lively and vivid just a moment ago, were now slightly out of focus. She took a deep breath, relaxed her body as if to relieve herself of the stress, leaned back, and began to absorb the plot:

Chi Xianqiu grew up in an ordinary alley in Shanghai.

The old house with blue bricks and gray tiles, with a few half-worn clothes hanging in front of the door, the figure of her mother busy in front of the stove, and the footsteps of her father returning home on time every day, constitute all her childhood memories.

Her family was not wealthy, but there was always a meat and a vegetable dish on the table. She could always make a few new sets of clothes in the summer, and her cotton-padded jacket was stuffed thickly in the winter.

She seemed no different from the other kids in the alley. There were no auspicious signs when she was born, and her growth journey was uneventful.

She has a plain oval face with just the right amount of delicate eyebrows and eyes. She is not extremely beautiful, but she is not forgettable either. She is not stunning, but there is nothing wrong with her either.

Like many children from similar families, she completed elementary and middle school in an orderly manner and was finally admitted to a local girls' high school.

At that time, she often leaned on the railings of the classroom corridor with her good female classmates, staring at the spire of the church in the distance in a daze.

They discussed their plans after graduation: becoming bank clerks or salesgirls in department stores. Occasionally, with blushes, they would talk about the marriage proposals their families were considering, imagining themselves living a stable life in their own little corner of the world amidst these turbulent times.

It was not until the summer of her eighteenth year that fate opened another door for her on the noisy and chaotic dock - she met Xu Yucheng, who had just returned from studying abroad in France.

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