"Looks great!" Jiang Xue sincerely praised. To be honest, her taste wasn’t bad, the clothes were well-fitted, and they looked really nice on them, like city people.
"Really?" Bai Yuhua asked with a smile. As soon as she put on the clothes, she fell in love with them. Not only did they fit well, but they were also very comfortable. Most importantly, she looked several years younger.
"Of course it’s true. How could I lie to my mom?" Jiang Xue laughed.
"And mine?" Mu Siwu couldn’t help but ask when he saw Jiang Xue complimenting his wife’s clothes. For more chapters visit novelꜰire.net
"Dad’s also looks good, very handsome, like an intellectual." Jiang Xue wasn’t exaggerating. Although Mu Siwu was a thoroughbred farmer, his skin was rather fair. In these clothes, he indeed looked the part.
"Haha!" Mu Siwu burst out laughing, the laughter full and hearty, echoing far and wide.
Since returning from the county town, Jiang Xue stayed at home the whole time and went nowhere. Besides taking care of the children, she practiced writing in her space.
Neither Mr. Chen nor Elder Xiao had called, so she just wrote according to her own inclinations. She selected some good quotes and maxims, wrote them down, and put them away.
As she practiced every day, her mastery of spiritual energy grew increasingly adept.
Time flew by like a white horse galloping past a crack; in a blink, a week had passed. In a certain unit in Shenzhen, Mu Qiancheng had just finished his work and was about to return to the dormitory when suddenly the young colleague in the mailroom called out, "Vice Mu, you have a letter."
As soon as Mu Qiancheng heard there was a letter for him, he was delighted. Judging from the time, Jiang Xue’s reply should have arrived.
So he strode into the mailroom and took the letter from the young colleague’s hand.
"Why are there two letters?" Mu Qiancheng was stunned as he looked at the letters in his hand. His intuition told him that his wife couldn’t possibly write him two letters at once.
"Yes, Vice Mu, there are two letters. Here you go, please sign here," the young colleague handed the letters to Mu Qiancheng and then asked him to sign in the logbook.
Mu Qiancheng looked at the two letters, signed his name with doubt and confusion.
After signing, Mu Qiancheng took the letters back to the dormitory. At that time, his roommates hadn’t left work yet, so he had the whole large dormitory to himself.
He placed the two letters on the table and looked at the handwriting on them. Both letters were addressed to him, and the handwriting appeared to be written by a girl.
However, he had never seen Jiang Xue’s handwriting, so he couldn’t tell which letter she had written. As for the other one, after thinking about it, he had a rough guess in his mind.
After looking for a while, Mu Qiancheng picked up one of the letters and opened it.
When he saw the content of the letter, he immediately understood that it wasn’t written by his wife. So he temporarily set that letter aside and then opened the other one.
After opening the letter, Mu Qiancheng first looked at the signature at the end and saw Jiang Xue’s name, which finally put his mind at ease and he began to read.
The letter didn’t contain any words of longing, mostly just everyday talk. However, Mu Qiancheng was very satisfied; he knew about Jiang Xue’s resistance to him. Although now she wasn’t as resistant, it would certainly take time for her to develop feelings for him.
Having finished reading Jiang Xue’s letter, Mu Qiancheng then picked up the other letter to read.
The content of the letter was substantial, but it was all about complaining to Jiang Xue. Seeing this, without even looking at the signature at the end, Mu Qiancheng knew it was written by Cheng Li.