"Of course." Zhou Mei leaned in with a smile and carefully examined the sweater on Yang Aiguo, "Oh, this is hand-knitted, and it’s mohair! This yarn isn’t cheap."
I wonder which little girl knitted this for Yang Aiguo.
A hint of smugness flashed through Zhou Mei’s eyes.
The marriage between Wang Shuyun and Yang Aiguo had been a mere formality for years. People used to envy Wang Shuyun’s good fortune; even so, Yang Aiguo didn’t fool around and just stayed with her like a monk.
Which woman in the Capital City didn’t envy Wang Shuyun when talking about her?
Turns out the monk couldn’t hold on any longer.
Zhou Mei felt she had uncovered the truth.
"Really? I didn’t know that." Yang Aiguo said and continued the previous conversation with Yang Aihua.
This sweater was a gift from Gu Lingling at the start of the year. Because of the color and since he usually wears a military uniform, he hadn’t worn it much. But today, with the occasion of Gu Lingling’s first visit to the house, wearing the clothes she knitted for him was a sign of respect.
At the same time, it was a way to let Gu Lingling know that he really liked this garment.
As for Zhou Mei’s words about it not being cheap, Yang Aiguo, being a big man, didn’t pay attention to such details.
He glanced at his wife, seeing her smiling sweetly, Yang Aiguo refrained from saying anything further.
In his understanding, whenever Wang Shuyun smiled like that, it meant someone was about to have bad luck. As her husband, he preferred to watch the drama unfold from a distance.
But Zhou Mei misinterpreted his behavior as an attempt to avoid conflict.
"Big Brother, who gave you that sweater?" Zhou Mei asked with a smile, "Look at the craftsmanship, it can’t be learned in just a few years."
"Let me see." Wang Shuyun stood up with a smile and walked to Yang Aiguo’s side, carefully examining him, "Don’t you know, wearing it gives you such a spirited look."
Being watched by her like this, and rarely wearing casual clothes, Yang Aiguo found himself feeling a bit embarrassed.
There must be something wrong here.
Zhou Mei became more convinced of her thoughts, "This sweater doesn’t seem like it was knitted by Sister-in-law, does it? Big Brother, just be honest, who knitted this sweater for you?"
"I’ll explain it properly to Sister-in-law later on and put in a good word for you."
"Could it be that new girl Xiao Liu from your office?" Zhou Mei said, covering her mouth, "I’ve heard she’s always admired you, Big Brother."
"Xiao Liu? Which Xiao Liu?" Yang Aiguo asked, puzzled.
This was a gift from his future daughter-in-law, what did it have to do with Xiao Liu or Xiao Li?
"Huh?" Zhou Mei chuckled while covering her mouth, "Big Brother, if Xiao Liu finds out about this, she’ll be so sad. It’s Liu Caili, the new hire in your office finance department."
Liu Caili?
No impression.
Yang Aiguo decisively shook his head, his face looking unhappy as he said, "Sister-in-law, you can’t say such things carelessly."
What does admiring him mean?
"Hmph..." Wang Shuyun gave him a cold smile, "So that’s how it is."
"How was it?" Yang Aiguo asked.
"Oh dear, Sister-in-law, this is all just hearsay, don’t take it to heart." Zhou Mei said anxiously, "Look at my mouth, I was just curious for a moment. Sister-in-law, you have to believe in Big Brother."
"Hmm." Wang Shuyun nodded accordingly.
Zhou Mei was directly stunned.
The plot wasn’t supposed to go like this.
"Why? Sister-in-law, you said to trust him, so I do. Why do you look so disappointed?" Wang Shuyun asked, puzzled, "Or are you just hoping I’ll misunderstand him and even have a big argument with him?"