Do Not Speak Ill of My Mother!
Chapter 35 - 035 Mom, I want to go to the program group (2)

Chapter 35: 035 Mom, I want to go to the program group (2)

This was a set of British-style parent-child outfits.

Comfort series blazers paired with youthful pleated skirts.

Yan Wang had spotted it at first sight outside.

Although he had never seen his mother dressed like this, but... she must look great in it.

However... would she be willing to wear matching outfits with him?

Those grape-like eyes began to show hesitation.

The sales assistant, with a keen eye, immediately exclaimed with delight, "Wow, ma’am, look, your precious child has picked out a set of parent-child outfits! Such good taste, this is our store’s newest design, personally crafted by the owner, absolutely unique! Would you like to try it on?"

Yan Wang deliberately looked away, pretending not to care.

In reality...

He was afraid of hearing his mother’s voice refuse.

Yan Yueqing knew her son was sensitive, and seeing the little guy silent, she said without a second thought, "No need to try it on, let’s buy it directly!"

Yan Wang’s heart trembled slightly.

The sales assistant was overjoyed; she had only meant to suggest they try it on, but this mother was so bold as to decide to buy it outright.

However, she still felt the need to remind them, "This outfit is one of a kind, made with very particular materials, it’s always been our store’s treasure, displayed in the window."

Yan Yueqing understood the underlying meaning in her words, "No problem, just tell me the price."

"Thirty-two thousand," said the sales assistant, carefully watching the mother’s expression as she spoke.

Ever since this outfit had been displayed, many customers had shown interest, but after hearing the price, they all backed off quietly! She didn’t know if the mother standing before her would do the same as the others had.

Thirty-two thousand?

If it had been for herself, Yan Yueqing wouldn’t even glance at clothes priced over three thousand.

But for her son, with the system in place, even eight hundred million had been spent, why care about this little amount of money?

Yeah, getting a bit carried away!

Thirty-two thousand counts as chump change...

"Buy it!" While chastising herself, Yan Yueqing boldly proceeded to swipe her card and pay.

Not until the sales assistant excitedly took the clothes down did she walk over to Yan Wang, crouch down gently in front of him, "Do you want to wear this outfit with mommy?"

Yan Wang felt a strong nudge in his heart.

A surge of intense joy welled up inside him, but he tried hard to restrain himself, striving not to let even a hint of happiness show.

The slight arch of his brow, however, betrayed a bit of his coy attitude.

The sales assistant said cheerfully, "The little baby is shy! He’s so happy inside!"

Yan Wang immediately suppressed all emotion!

Was he happy?

He was not happy at all!

Yan Yueqing smiled appropriately, "My son just wants to see if the outfit fits him well, right?"

Yan Wang blinked.

Hmm, credit to mom for being self-aware!

Matching outfits and all that, they’re just things to please the adults.

His face spelled rejection, but his little hands took the outfit voluntarily, keeping a stern face as he entered the dressing room.

Yan Yueqing couldn’t help but laugh secretly.

This son of hers was too stubborn, and too adorable!!

Both dressed, they walked together in front of the mirror.

Yan Yueqing wore a pleated skirt, and her white legs were strikingly highlighted by the black boots.

Yan Wang, not yet up to her waist, was in a suit that seemed tailor-made, making his slender little frame look spirited.

The icy facade of his little face, framed by a blue bow, like the first flower blooming on the prairie, carried a sense of beauty that was distant yet deeply moving.

Yan Yueqing was struck dumb!

When her son was in the hospital, he either wore a patient’s gown or some loose casual clothing, mostly in shades of blue, white, and dark gray, completely lacking the vivacity typical of children his age.

But this British-style outfit was all about vitality, it softened the rigid lines inherent to suits, adding a touch of rhythm.

"Wow, my baby looks so handsome," Yan Yueqing couldn’t help but exclaim.

The sales clerk approached excitedly, "They say clothes make the man, but in my view, this outfit was tailor-made for the two of you! Could I politely ask if you would be willing to leave a photo together in the store?"

Many parent-child duos leave photos of themselves in matching outfits in children’s clothing stores as a marketing strategy.

Yan Yueqing had no objections, but she still thoughtfully asked for Yan Wang’s opinion.

The little guy nodded slightly.

Mother and son with their exceptional visual allure, they looked good no matter how the photo was taken. The sales clerk took two shots, so thrilled that she even considered switching careers to photography.

In the end, Yan Yueqing hugged her son and took a selfie in the mirror.

With her baby’s consent, she posted it on Weibo.

"My son chose our matching outfits, how do they look? Pretty great, right?"

In the photo, Yan Yueqing was holding her son with one arm, her smile brimming with warmth. Meanwhile, Yan Wang slightly turned his head, revealing only half of his profile.

Even so, his strikingly handsome features with thick eyebrows and big eyes quickly sparked comments from netizens.

"OMG, does she really have a son? I thought Yan Yueqing was just bluffing to get famous!"

"+1, I was waiting for her to clarify in a few days, but she just leaked her son’s photo herself?"

"Leaving aside everything else, Yan Yueqing’s visual is unquestionable! You can’t even tell she’s a mother."

"Don’t just look at Yan Yueqing, look at the little treasure! My goodness, just a profile and I’m about to pass out from the charm!"

"The delicate face of the child, with his gentle expression, under long and curled eyelashes, those eyes bright and clear. Is this description out of some rich CEO’s childhood story?"

"Baby, I’m your auntie, turn around and look at me! Auntie will buy you candy!"

"Wuuu why does Yan Yueqing’s son have to be so good-looking? It’s over, I’m a sucker for beauty now!"

"The baby hanging weakly on Yan Yueqing’s body, with an innocent and pure expression, is just too much for my heart! In the future, you can criticize Yan Yueqing all you want, but if anyone dares to speak ill of her son, I’ll be the first to disagree!"

Inside the bedroom, Tang Tang was holding a tablet, registering a Weibo account with Aunt Liu’s help.

"Tang Tang, this here is the search function, let’s try searching for Dad’s name first."

Tang Tang had her own ideas: Let’s search for Sister Yueqing first!

(Director Tang: I’m not that important...)

Aunt Liu laughed merrily and did as instructed, with Yan Yueqing’s latest Weibo post popping up as the first result.

Tang Tang couldn’t read much, but she knew how to look at pictures: "Eh, Sister Yueqing is holding a little boy!"

Sister Yueqing...

Little boy...

This kinship is a mess...

Aunt Liu gently suggested, "Maybe you should call her Aunt Yueqing."

Tang Tang pouted, "No! I’ll call her Sister Yueqing." She glanced at the picture a few more times and exclaimed, "The little boy is really handsome! He’s as pretty as Sister Yueqing!"

As she spoke, something suddenly came to mind, and she quickly asked Aunt Liu to dial Yan Yueqing’s number.

"Sister Yueqing, it’s Tang Tang!"

Yan Yueqing was holding her son and walking towards the sales department, a bit surprised, "Tang Tang, what do you need?"

"Yes, there is something! The village chief said, we can bring someone to the show next time. Sister Yueqing, can you bring the little boy to play?"

Ah, take her son on a show?

Yan Yueqing paused in her steps...

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