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Chapter 1024 - 1021: Want Him to Marry into the Tong Family

Chapter 1024: Chapter 1021: Want Him to Marry into the Tong Family

The two of them shopped with such vigor.

The original plan to watch a movie was scrapped, and they spent the entire afternoon roaming around Commercial City, buying a pile of clothes, things to use, eat, and display.

When dropping Tong Xiaohua off at the Tong Family home, Yan Bo asked her twice, "Are you sure you don’t want to come have dinner with us?"

Tong Xiaohua shook her head, "No, when my dad gets together with those uncles, they get pretty wild, and I don’t want to deal with it. You too, don’t go overboard. If my dad gets out of hand, remember to stop him!"

It was the first time Yan Bo had heard about his future father-in-law being so unrestrained, "Out of hand? What does he do?"

Yan Bo thought of some slightly discordant scenarios, but was too embarrassed to speak them aloud.

Seeing his expression, Tong Xiaohua guessed what he was thinking.

"Tsk, don’t think nonsense. In emotional matters, my dad is very faithful to my mom. When I say they go overboard, it’s because that group of middle-aged and elderly people love to bet when they drink. Sometimes when they lose and can’t accept it, they often end up fighting to resolve their internal disputes."

Yan Bo hadn’t expected Tong Xiaohua’s answer, but after thinking about it, it seemed reasonable.

The group headed by Old Tong, despite being labeled in ways that might invite discrimination, were in fact mostly honest and loyal straight-shooters.

In their world, conflicts could be settled with force, and arguments settled with fists—everything was black and white, making things clear and simple.

"Alright then, you stay with Aunt Tong and pick out clothes tonight, and I’ll take care of Uncle Tong and the others."

Tong Xiaohua and her mother solved dinner at home and then got a ride from their driver to the designer’s studio.

The designer generally only took appointments, and upon seeing them enter, instructed her assistant to take care of them while she went to the back to work on something else.

The assistant, a woman in her thirties, apologized to them with an embarrassed smile.

"I’m sorry, Miss Zhao just took an order yesterday. It’s from Capital City, an urgent request for a suit to be worn at an important state banquet by a high official. So, she’s been pulling all-nighters these past few days to rush it out. If Mrs. Tong and Miss Tong don’t mind, I will take care of you first. Is that alright?"

When it came to the Tong family in L City, there really weren’t many who dared to offend them.

Luckily, Tong’s mother was not a haughty person. After listening to the assistant’s explanation, she nodded in understanding.

"Of course, that’s no problem. We came today mainly to look at styles and take measurements. The design and production aren’t urgent; we can wait for Miss Zhao to finish this important order before she works on ours."

The assistant exchanged a few more pleasantries and then stood up to lead them around the studio.

Many custom-made finished products hung in the studio, all with diverse styles but exquisitely made and uniquely designed. Among them was a Phoenix Red Cheongsam embroidered with a phoenix that Tong’s mother liked very much.

"Mrs. Tong, this cheongsam was a wedding dress worn by a female singer, and there’s another robe embroidered with a dragon that was her husband’s formal wear."

Tong’s mother held the cheongsam and said to Tong Xiaohua, tilting her head, "Xiao Hua, you and Xiao Yan should wear such suits for your wedding too. They’re quite nice."

Tong Xiaohua was taken aback for a moment before she made a face at her mother, "Mom, we’re not even close to that yet!"

Tong’s mother thought about it and realized that was true—her precious daughter was only eighteen.

But she really liked this style of attire.

"How about I give you a set like this for your engagement party?"

Tong Xiaohua rolled her eyes, "Mom, I don’t recall agreeing to anything, right? Also, he hasn’t done anything!"

Tong’s mother put down the dress and walked forward with a laugh, "Why are you so distracted? Is it because Xiao Yan didn’t seize the opportunity to propose to you this afternoon?"

Being teased by her mother in such a manner, Tong Xiaohua blushed and pulled away from her hand, running off with a flurry of steps.

"Tong Xiaohua is getting engaged?" The assistant was quite surprised.

Tong’s mother nodded, "Yes, it’s coming soon!"

No one, not even Ying’er, had seen this matter, but Tong’s mother inexplicably believed that the engagement banquet was not far off.

"Congratulations, Mrs. Tong!"

Tong’s mother became even happier. Originally, she had only planned to have a few suits made for the Spring Festival, but now, she paid extra attention and envisioned all kinds of attire her precious daughter would wear for the engagement banquet.

"Does Miss Zhao design Western wedding dresses?"

Tong’s mother always preferred Chinese-style clothes, and since Miss Zhao’s studio always displayed Chinese-style attire, she asked the assistant uncertainly.

"Yes, she does. It’s just that Miss Zhao is more passionate about traditional clothing culture than Western wedding dresses."

Tong’s mother nodded thoughtfully. The assistant was very clever, pointing to a partition not far away and saying, "Over there, some of Miss Zhao’s award-winning Western wedding dresses are on display. Would Mrs. Tong like to take a look?"

Tong’s mother’s eyes shone with excitement, "Yes, please, take us to have a look."

Having said that, she looked up to find Tong Xiaohua.

Tong Xiaohua was standing in front of a set of men’s formal wear, resting her chin in her hand, seemingly lost in thought.

"Xiao Hua, come here."

Tong’s mother called out, and Tong Xiaohua paused for a moment before turning around and trotting back.

"What are you looking at so intently?"

"Yan Bo said he would also have two suits made, didn’t he? I just thought that one looked pretty good, it should suit him well."

Tong’s mother couldn’t help but tease her again, "You were being stubborn just a moment ago..."

Tong Xiaohua quickly wrapped an arm around her mother’s shoulder, hurrying to cut off her words.

"Mom, why did you call me over?"

"Besides Chinese-style clothes, Miss Zhao also designs Western wedding dresses. How about we go take a look?"

Tong Xiaohua was momentarily taken aback. "Mom, why are we looking at wedding dresses?"

Tong’s mother tapped her on the head, "Silly girl, you can also wear a wedding dress for an engagement!"

Tong Xiaohua stood still, "Mom, there’s no need to make it so complicated, is there?...

Chinese-style attire was already formal enough; adding a Western wedding dress to the mix would make it no different from a wedding, wouldn’t it?

"Xiao Hua, do you not understand what your dad means?"

Tong’s mother considered carefully and in the end decided it was better to tell her daughter the truth.

No matter what her daughter chose, she would support her unconditionally as her mother.

Tong Xiaohua was stunned, "What does Dad mean? Isn’t he just hoping for Yan Bo and me to get engaged?"

Tong Xiaohua could accept the idea of an engagement. After all, many around her were used to doing this because they were not yet of marriageable age or didn’t wish to marry but wanted to clear their status with their partner. They would get engaged first, which served as a confirmation of each other’s identity, making things more proper in the eyes of others.

Tong’s mother sighed to herself; this girl was still too naive to understand the real intention behind the urgent push for their engagement. Had Yan Bo guessed it?

"Your dad, he actually wants Xiao Yan to be our Tong Family’s son-in-law through ’ruzhui’ (taking the bride’s family name)."