Hearing this, the rice in Yan Mo's mouth suddenly sprayed out: "Zhao Luoluo, when you say things like this, can you check if there is anyone around?"
Zhao Luoluo turned her head and, sure enough, saw the people around the restaurant casting strange looks at them. She quickly covered her mouth: "Oh my god! I'm going to die of embarrassment."
Yan Mo wiped the corner of her mouth, and only after seeing everyone turn their heads away did she say: "Zhao Luoluo, we've been shopping for so long, aren't you hungry? Hurry up and eat your food!"
Zhao Luoluo stuck out her tongue, picked up her chopsticks, and started shoveling the food in her bowl.
After just two bites, she lowered her voice and winked at Yan Mo mysteriously: "Momo, after we finish eating, I'll buy you another gift. I guarantee you'll find it useful tomorrow evening."
"What gift?" Yan Mo glanced at the bags piled to the side: "Haven't you already given me so many things?"
"It's not enough, oh! Just listen to me." Zhao Luoluo urged: "Eat quickly, once you're done, I'll take you to buy it."
Not knowing what trick Zhao Luoluo was up to, Yan Mo couldn't be bothered to care; eating was more important.
After paying the bill, Yan Mo was dragged by Zhao Luoluo to a lingerie shop.
"No way? You want to give me lingerie?" Yan Mo asked with a face full of disbelief.
Zhao Luoluo nodded and lowered her voice: "To be precise, it's lingerie."
Yan Mo's eyes widened instantly, and her face turned bright red to her earlobes. She hurriedly grabbed Zhao Luoluo and tried to walk outside: "Luoluo, have you lost your mind!"
Zhao Luoluo held onto her tightly: "Momo, you are going to share the bridal chamber with your husband tomorrow night. You two aren't even close to begin with. If you wear this lingerie, I guarantee it will make your husband's eyes light up, his hormones will soar, and he'll pounce on you directly."
"Forget about whether his eyes will light up, aren't you afraid I'll be so embarrassed right now that I'll dig a hole in the floor with my toes?" Yan Mo was both shy and anxious, lowering her voice as she spoke.
Zhao Luoluo pulled her into the shop: "What's there to be embarrassed about? This is perfectly normal. Think about it, this is a great opportunity to improve your feelings for each other. Didn't you say he's already thirty? You're twenty-eight; you two are both mature adults. If you don't try some tricks to unlock new skills, how are you going to win him over?"
Yan Mo felt guilty and was dragged into the lingerie shop by Zhao Luoluo.
The sales assistant in the shop came up enthusiastically. Zhao Luoluo started picking items out like a pro, while Yan Mo stood to the side like a quail, not knowing where to look.
She came to this shop often, but she had never bought any lingerie before.
"Momo, how about this one? It's suggestive yet covered." Zhao Luoluo held up a red lace piece of lingerie and gestured it against Yan Mo: "This color suits you so well; you'll definitely look incredibly sexy in it. No, let's go with black; black is a classic."
Yan Mo's face was already red enough to bleed, and she quickly waved her hands: "No, no, it's too revealing."
This marriage was just a formality; the bridal chamber business tomorrow wouldn't happen at all. Yan Mo used all her strength to finally drag Zhao Luoluo away.
Zhao Luoluo didn't manage to buy it and felt regretful for a long time.
The two of them were full and had bought everything, so they prepared to head home.
Just as they stepped out of the mall, they saw Yan Chen standing there waiting for them with two cups of milk tea. The next second, he ran over eagerly: "Sister Luoluo, you must be tired from shopping, right? Are you thirsty? I bought this milk tea for you, take a sip."
Zhao Luoluo sighed: "Younger brother, now that you're on winter vacation, can't you go find your classmates to hang out with? Or your friends?"
"I did, but in my heart, Sister Luoluo is more important." Yan Chen handed over the milk tea with a fawning expression.
Yan Mo, who was carrying the bags on the side, looked at Yan Chen, this simp, with a face full of dislike.
"You two go ahead and be lovey-dovey, I'm going home first." Yan Mo snatched a cup of milk tea from her younger brother's hand, planning to go home and take a nap.
Before dinner, Yan Chen returned.
He knocked on the door and entered Yan Mo's room; Yan Mo hadn't woken up yet.
"Sister, this is from Sister Luoluo, she said it's a gift. I'll leave it here." Saying that, Yan Chen placed the gift bag on the bedside table.
"Mm." Yan Mo was still drowsy and gave a vague response.
At dinner time, Su Yunxiu came in to call Yan Mo for dinner. She saw the gift bag on the bed and casually tucked it into the bags Yan Mo had brought back.
She had dragged Yan Zhiyuan to the street today and specifically bought a large red suitcase for her daughter.
Inside, she had packed 288,000 in cash as a gift for her daughter. Seeing that there was still some space in the suitcase, she took the opportunity to put the gift bag inside as well.
During meals, Yan Zhiyuan gave Yan Mo a long lecture about the wedding tomorrow.
"Momo, the Liang family just called and said the makeup artist will arrive at five tomorrow. Don't sleep too soundly; you need to get up early for makeup, did you hear me?"
"I heard you." Yan Mo really couldn't muster any interest in the fact that she was getting married tomorrow.
"Also, we didn't have a rehearsal for the wedding, so be mindful and don't make any jokes."
"I know." Yan Mo's tone remained indifferent.
Su Yunxiu couldn't stand it anymore and wiped her mouth: "Your father is talking to you, don't be so dismissive, what kind of attitude is that?"
"Mom, I know, I will definitely be mindful tomorrow."
Seeing Yan Chen eating his food half-heartedly, she came up with a plan and quickly shifted her parents' fire onto Yan Chen so she could escape: "Mom and Dad, you don't know this yet, but the reason Yan Chen is almost graduating from college and still hasn't found a girlfriend is because he likes Luoluo."
"Luoluo? Zhao Luoluo?"
The old couple looked at their son, who was burying his head in his food, in unison. Yan Chen didn't expect his sister to suddenly shift their parents' fire onto him; he was completely stunned, and the food in his mouth almost fell out.
"What? You like Luoluo?" Su Yunxiu was so shocked her mouth twitched.
Yan Zhiyuan gave a strategic cough: "Zhao Luoluo isn't a bad choice; her father and I have been friends for many years."
"Luoluo is a good child, but she is six years older than our Chenchen. Six years, well, that's okay..." Yan Zhiyuan talked to himself, almost convincing himself.
"No, Chenchen, don't be foolish. With such a large age gap, there might be many conflicts in your future life."
Yan Chen's face flushed red as he looked at Yan Mo. He hadn't even caught up to Zhao Luoluo yet, and his sister was already causing trouble for him.
Yan Mo shot her younger brother a meaningful gaze and quickly slipped away.
Back in her room, Yan Mo immediately picked up her mobile phone and saw two missed calls from an unknown number.
She felt that this number must be from Liang Qingzhou. Since they hadn't exchanged contact information, he must be calling to communicate the precautions for tomorrow's wedding.
Just as she was hesitating whether to call back, the phone rang again.
It turned out not to be Liang Qingzhou, but her ex-boyfriend, Zhang Zheng, who was already married.
Yan Mo heard Zhang Zheng's voice, and her brows instantly furrowed.
She took a deep breath and answered the phone: "Zhang Zheng, what do you want with me?"
The voice of Zhang Zheng, slightly anxious, came from the other end: "Yan Mo, I heard you're getting married tomorrow. Don't be impulsive. Don't just find someone to marry for my sake."
Yan Mo listened to his words and only found them ridiculous. She coldly laughed: "What do you mean by me being impulsive? You think too highly of yourself. We broke up in November; you are already married, and I am about to be married. Our fate has ended, do not disturb me."
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