Reborn as a Rich Woman in the Eighties
Chapter 470 - 469: My Good Girl

Chapter 470: Chapter 469: My Good Girl

When it came to the matter of finding partners, Old Zhao couldn’t help but bring up the troublesome situation with her two children.

"Lin Xia! You know how your second brother and your Sister Xiaoqing’s issue with finding partners is driving me crazy!

Both of them have good qualities, but the longer they drag this out, the harder it will be to find someone when they get older! Your second brother, well, it isn’t much of an issue since he’s a young man, so it’s fine if he waits a few more years!

But I’m so worried and anxious about your Sister Xiaoqing. She’s caught in a situation that’s neither high nor low, and it’s quite hard to deal with!"

Old Zhao really couldn’t figure it out; her second son was not to be mentioned, as his heart was set on Lin Xia, and he had always resisted blind dates.

But why couldn’t her daughter meet someone appropriate? A woman of twenty-four or twenty-five is not young at all, and in a few more years, she really would become an old maid.

Lin Xia comforted her, "Old Zhao! It’s just that destiny has not yet arrived. When it does, they’ll surely marry in no time!

You shouldn’t always rush and pressure her, or what if she gets so annoyed with you that she marries just anyone, just to make do? Will she be able to live well afterwards?

If she ends up unhappy later on, won’t you still be worried and anxious?"

Finding a partner really isn’t something to rush, and marriage shouldn’t just be casually stepping into with anyone.

Especially in this day and age, when it comes to feeling like one cannot keep going in a marriage, getting a divorce can be very difficult.

She could understand the feelings of parents who think that once their children are grown and at the right age, they should start looking for partners, get married, and have children, as if by having their children married and settled down, parents had completed a task.

Little do they realize, this is only the beginning!

Old Zhao let out a sigh, "Ah! That’s true too!"

The two of them continued their intermittent conversation, arriving at Luo Xinyan’s home.

Luo Xinyan was very enthusiastic with Old Zhao, immensely grateful that Lin Xia had quickly found help.

She had nearly everything prepared for her daughter’s dowry, except for the quilt.

She had been too shy to visit Lin Xia herself until Yu Hongli came to the city during his break and they went together to Lin Xia’s house.

Old Zhao, who was naturally cheerful and extroverted, hit it off with Luo Xinyan after a short while.

Lin Xia did not leave; she helped out as much as she could.

At noon, Luo Xinyan went out of her way to prepare eight dishes so that Lin Xia and she could eat at home.

By four in the afternoon, they left Luo Xinyan’s home, agreeing to return the following day and finish up, which would take about one more day.

As Lin Xia accompanied Old Zhao to the bus stop, she said to Old Zhao in a coquettish tone, "Old Zhao, you’ll help me sew a quilt when I get married, won’t you?"

The satin quilt she saw today was really beautiful, and the embroidery was exquisite.

The dowry Luo Xinyan was preparing for Luo Yue wasn’t just bought recently, but had been gradually accumulated over time.

After all, Luo Yue was grown up, and if the right person had come along, she might have gotten married already.

Old Zhao, fond of Lin Xia, gave her slender back a couple of light pats, "Even if you didn’t ask, I’d still sew it for you! You are just like my own daughter! Sometimes, your Sister Xiaoqing even gets jealous, saying that I treat you better than her!"

She liked Lin Xia, this girl, and had once hoped she would become her daughter-in-law, but who could blame her second son if fate decreed he and Lin Xia were not meant to be? Such was life.

"Old Zhao! You really treat me like your own. Why don’t I take you as my godmother? What do you say?" Lin Xia had always harbored this thought but had never found the right opportunity to speak up.

Now, as one topic led to another, it was the perfect moment.

Old Zhao, seating behind, laughed joyfully. She, too, had long entertained the idea.

She had thought about her son marrying Lin Xia in the future; how could she, as a mother-in-law, prematurely accept a goddaughter?

Later, when Lin Xia found a beau, she felt embarrassed to bring it up. Now with Lin Xia’s grandmother’s family being so prestigious, it seemed even more like she was currying favor if she mentioned it.

But at this moment, Lin Xia was the one to bring it up, leaving no room for her to play coy, "Well, that’s just wonderful! Lin Xia! I’ve always adored you, and having you as my goddaughter couldn’t be better! From now on, I am your godmother! When you get married, I’ll see you out the door myself!"

Lin Xia felt a warm surge in her heart, tears welling up in her eyes, and she immediately called out crisply, "Godmother!"

Zhao Da Nian’s eyes also became moist, and she emotionally responded, "Ah! My dear girl!"

She thought, if she couldn’t become a mother-in-law, being a mother-daughter pair wasn’t so bad either.

...

On the eve of Luo Yue’s marriage to Yu Hongli, Lu Pengcheng arrived in Spring City around noon.

When he reached Lin Xia’s home, Song Yinran and Along were there dining with Lin Xia’s family.

Lin Xia quickly got up to introduce the two men.

It was the first meeting between Song Yinran and Lu Pengcheng, and the two men exchanged handshakes and pleasantries.

What Lu Pengcheng was most concerned about, naturally, were Luo Yue and her family, but out of consideration for Song Yinran, he couldn’t just start asking questions.

Song Yinran, observant of subtleties, noticed that Lin Xia’s future father-in-law had something he wanted to discuss privately with her, so he took Along and excused themselves to leave.

After they had gone, Lu Pengcheng finally asked, "Lin Xia! How are the preparations going? Is anything missing?"

He had brought some money and jewelry, planning to find an opportunity to buy something for Luo Yue or to provide a dowry.

But all this had to be done in secret, and even under Luo Xinyan’s name.

Because Luo Yue resented him, if she knew the gifts were from him, she might refuse them outright or even become upset.

For the past thirty years or more, he had let his daughter down, and on this day of joy, he didn’t want her to feel unhappy!

"Everything is almost ready! Tomorrow night, Sister Luo Yue and the others will have a dinner at the restaurant with colleagues from her workplace. The day after tomorrow in the early morning, my Brother Hongli will pick up the bride! I’ve asked for a friend’s car to help out..." Lin Xia briefly informed him about the situation.

At the time, having a car for the wedding fetch was exceedingly rare; typically, people would ride bicycles to bring the new bride home.

But riding bikes was clearly impractical, given the long distance from the city to her home.

Therefore, she had sought Jiang Mingyuan’s help.

Now that he was her sworn brother, it was all the more justifiable to ask for his aid.

Lu Pengcheng’s heavy heart lightened slightly, and right after, he asked hesitantly, "Does your aunt’s family know about our relationship..."

Lin Xia told the truth: "Only my Brother Hongli knows, no one else is aware!"

She said this while carefully observing Lu Pengcheng’s reaction. Seeing no significant change, she continued, "Auntie specifically told me to tell outsiders that Sister Luo Yue’s dad had passed away. This prevents gossip or disdain from her in-laws..."

She had to clarify this to him, as Lu Pengcheng would also attend Luo Yue’s wedding; keeping up appearances was crucial to prevent any slip-up that could make the happy occasion distressing.

Lu Pengcheng felt a pang of sadness and guilt, understanding that all these measures were for Luo Yue’s sake.

He sighed, "Lin Xia! Your Auntie is doing the right thing! Luo Yue’s happiness is more important! To them, I might as well be dead! Now she’s marrying your cousin, keeping it within the family; it’s best to keep hiding the truth..."