Sun Zhenling stepped forward and hugged Xinyan: "Cousin, you're really the best. A few days ago, I saw a wool sweater at the department store, but it was too expensive, and I couldn't bring myself to buy it.
This one you gave me is even trendier than that one. You really know me, cousin, it suits my taste perfectly, so I won't stand on ceremony with you."
She started to try the sweater on, delighted: "Cousin, I just made a pair of black straight-cut pants, and they go perfectly with this sweater."
Seeing how much she liked it, Xinyan's face was full of smiles too; "As long as you like it."
Watching her carefully fold up the sweater, she finally asked: "Why did you decide to get engaged so quickly?"
Sun Zhenling plopped down on the bed: "Did you hear about what happened recently from Uncle?"
Xinyan nodded: "Yes, I was at home that day."
