Indeed, to match Sang Yu's Qipao, Lu Qi had tailored a Zhongshan suit for Lu Jingzhi. Since Lu Jingzhi often had his clothes custom-made here, Jiang Shanyun had all his measurements on hand, and he made some small design tweaks based on Lu Jingzhi's image.
Lu Jingzhi slowly walked up to Sang Yu and gently flicked her forehead with his index and middle fingers. The corners of his lips curled up slightly as he raised an eyebrow, teasingly asking, "What’s wrong? Are you mesmerized?"
Sang Yu finally snapped back to reality and hurriedly lowered her head. As she looked closely, she noticed her ears turning bright red. How embarrassing! Sang Yu thought to herself, feeling frustrated that she was once again captivated by his good looks. She felt like this was how her life would always be—so utterly lacking in self-control!
"Do you think it looks good?" Lu Jingzhi asked, lifting Sang Yu's chin with his hand, forcing her to look up at him. Sang Yu couldn't meet his gaze; her eyelids drooped shyly.
Seeing Sang Yu like this made Lu Jingzhi chuckle softly. His precious one was still so easily embarrassed. He was already her man; why should she feel shy about looking at him? However, seeing the way Sang Yu was infatuated with him filled him with a sense of pride. Look! His darling truly adored his face!
Lu Jingzhi was eventually shooed away by Jiang Shanyun. Once Lu Jingzhi's car disappeared from sight, Jiang Shanyun let out a sigh of relief and turned back to the shop. The two of them had been so engrossed in each other that it was as if he needed to prepare a bed for them. Just as they were about to kiss, he quickly interrupted them, hastily tidying up the clothes before ushering them out.
Lu Jingzhi thought to himself, “How can this guy lack such basic awareness? How did he even manage to open this shop?”
Jiang Shanyun retorted with a laugh, “What if I really don’t have any awareness? I run my shop based on skill!”
The day of the engagement soon arrived. It was a Wednesday, and Sang Yu had no choice but to take a day off. An engagement is not a wedding; Sang Yu didn’t want it to be too extravagant, and Lu Ji respected her wishes. Therefore, both sides invited only close friends and family. On Sang Yu’s side were Sang's grandpa, Sang's grandmother, Uncle Sang’s family, and Sang San Shu’s family. Lin Yue also came along.
On Lu Jingzhi’s side were also their own family members—grandparents, uncles, aunts—and a few close friends of Lu Fu.
“Sister, your Qipao is absolutely stunning!” Sang Xia exclaimed as she gazed at her sister in the elegant garment. It was so graceful and beautiful that it nearly blinded her!
Since her sister Sang Yu was getting engaged, Sang Xia had taken a week off from school. She had already finished most of the textbooks for the next semester anyway, so taking a few days off wouldn’t affect her much.
Sang Yu looked at her beautiful eldest daughter with pride in her eyes—this was her daughter! Her own flesh and blood!
Sang's grandpa and Sang's grandmother exclaimed proudly: “That’s our granddaughter!”
Uncle Sang along with Sister Sang and Sang San Shu added: “That’s our niece!”
Sang's father lamented: “Waaah! Don’t say anything; I just want to cry.”
Sang Yu scolded him gently: “What are you crying for on such a joyous day?”
Under Sang Yu's stern gaze, Sang's father gradually stopped crying and forced out a smile that looked worse than tears.
Today, Sang Yu looked even more stunning than before. Her hair was elegantly styled up without any excessive adornments; just a golden hairpin with a pearl secured it at the back of her head. She wore matching pearl earrings that complemented the hairpin perfectly. Her makeup was just right—not too heavy nor too light—and on her feet were silver high heels. She looked like someone who had stepped out of a painting—absolutely breathtaking!
At least that’s how Lu Jingzhi saw Sang Yu. From the moment he laid eyes on her today, his heart raced uncontrollably.
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