In the fabric store, Jing Yu stood beside Tang Shu, watching his girlfriend eagerly selecting fabrics, wanting to say something but stopping. Actually, he wanted to... but four pieces were already more than enough.
Forget it, it's just the beginning; the future is long.
"How about this red one? It looks festive; on the way here, my mom reminded me to choose something bright."
"Too bright, maybe try something else?"
Someone wearing a brighter red than him at his own engagement party? Not even mom could endure that.
"How about this one?"
Tang Shu picked a sky-blue fabric with patterns.
"This one is nice, they will definitely like it."
An hour later, the two came out of the fabric store, making quite the haul.
"My dad's flight is at noon today... oh, Uncle Jing is personally going to pick him up from the airport?!"
