Chapter 1300 - 1350: Unveiling Xu Shanshan’s Relationships
Since it was decided, Xu Yingying immediately called her mother. Her parents were incredibly excited about this news—they had been looking forward to this day for a long time. However, due to the circumstances in Li Yifei’s household, they couldn’t rush her too much. Now that Xu Yingying had taken the initiative to bring it up, it was nothing short of a pleasant surprise.
Nonetheless, Xu Yingying suggested that the wedding be held at her parents’ house and that the event should be low-key to avoid drawing too much attention.
Her parents didn’t object to this idea. After all, they were still working and hadn’t retired yet. Xu Yingying’s father was at least a cadre in the Public Security System, and if the wedding were too extravagant, it might create a bad impression. A simple gathering with family and friends would suffice.
The matter was settled, and everyone immediately had something they couldn’t wait to do—choosing a wedding dress. Several laptops were arranged on the coffee table as they whispered to each other and burst into joyful laughter from time to time.
Seeing all this, Li Yifei felt happy as well. It seemed he hadn’t done enough for them—the future required him to invest more care, otherwise, he wouldn’t deserve their unwavering loyalty to him.
Most people were happy, but there were two exceptions: Xu Shanshan and Jiang Ningxiang. Xu Shanshan pouted for a moment before turning and leaving, while Jiang Ningxiang sat there in a daze.
Li Yifei walked over, took Jiang Ningxiang’s hand, and said, "Ningxiang, let’s go for a walk."
Jiang Ningxiang’s body trembled slightly, then she smiled gently at Li Yifei and said, "Honey, help the sisters pick their wedding dresses. I’m fine."
Li Yifei smiled softly and said, "They won’t finish picking out the dresses in just a day or two. I’ll help them choose when they’ve narrowed it down later. If I started picking now, it would exhaust me completely."
Jiang Ningxiang finally followed Li Yifei out of the living room. Those inside glanced at them but didn’t follow. Jiang Ningxiang’s issue was something they couldn’t help with—they could only leave it to Li Yifei and Jiang Ningxiang to work it out themselves.
By now, it was late March, and the weather was no longer cold. On the lawn, amidst the yellow leaves, tender green grass had started to appear.