Long Qingtian spoke at the right time, his eyes faintly glanced at Mo Jiayi, his cold eyes slightly darkened.
Mo Jiayi opened her mouth in shock when she heard this, and said: "This, this is impossible."
Jiang Li immediately spoke to save Mo Jiayi: "Mom, you're so busy. It's already June. Do you still think it's May?"
"Ha!" Mo Jiu lost his composure, and the thorns all over his body stood up uncomfortably. He rolled his eyes at Mo Jiayi, but then directed his words at Jiang Li: "Jiang Li, I remember you just said that I was underage yesterday. Could it be that you
Did you remember the wrong date too?"
Jiang Li suddenly choked and lowered his head. After a while, he slowly said: "Xiao Jiu, I'm sorry, I..."
Jiang Li was wronged, and Mo Jiayi naturally couldn't stand it, "I'm really busy during this period, but you didn't go home a few days ago, Xiaojiu. How about this, let's hold a make-up coming-of-age ceremony this weekend."
Mo Jiu knew that coming-of-age ceremony was a common practice in Kyoto aristocratic circles. Although everyone got married relatively late in this era, the phenomenon of marriage between large families was more serious. A daughter in the family had a coming-of-age ceremony, which meant that she was an adult and could get engaged.
only……
I only have less than twenty days left to live, right? Do I really need to have a coming-of-age ceremony?
Mo Jiu looked at Mo Jiayi, trying to see something on her face.
But after Mo Jiayi said this, she turned to look at Long Qingtian, and her words were a little cautious: "Qingtian, what do you think?"
Forehead!
What's going on? Why would you ask Long Qingtian if you're holding a birthday party for yourself?
Long Qingtian raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Jiayi lightly. His midnight-like eyes did not reveal any emotion. He suddenly thought of the girl's tragic eighteenth birthday and nodded, "Okay."
Jiang Mingyuan coughed twice to remind everyone of his presence. For the first time, someone who rarely asked about Mo Jiu's affairs said, "Well, let's have a big one on the weekend, Qingtian. You must come and support me then."
Long Qingtian nodded.
Mo Jiayi looked at Mo Jiu and then said to Jiang Mingyuan: "Xiaoli and I are busy, and you are the only one who has less time at home. I'll leave this matter to you. Everyone in the aristocratic circle in Kyoto will remember to inform you, especially
It’s the Jiang family.”
This is full of meaning.
Jiang Mingyuan nodded: "Well, I'll do the work, don't worry."
Jiang Mingyuan is a university professor who doesn't care much about things in the shopping mall. His whole body exudes the feeling of an old scholar, which is completely different from the feeling Jiang Li gives people.
After Mo Jiayi finished speaking, the chopsticks used by Long Qingtian and Jiang Li to pick up food became stiff. However, they quickly realized that if they hadn't been staring at Jiang Li, Mo Jiu might not have noticed.
Mo Jiu always felt that there was a strange atmosphere permeating the dining table. She couldn't figure it out, so she ate her food in silence.
After dinner, Mo Jiayi and Jiang Li rarely went out to work. Instead, they started sending out invitations at home and discussing various arrangements for that day.
Long Qingtian stayed up all night because of homework and went to his room to catch up on his sleep.
Mojiu lay in his room to catch up on his sleep. Not long after, Sister-in-law Zhang sent him the dress for his coming-of-age ceremony.
There were ten pink and white ladies' dresses in total, all of them gorgeous and beautiful, from major international brands, but the ones Mo Jiayi chose for her were all Jiang Li's favorite styles, and they were not suitable for her out-of-the-way personality at all.
Mo Jiu threw the skirt on the bed irritably. When he opened the door, he found Long Qingtian walking out of the room. His straight military uniform and green shirt elongated his perfect figure. The man's cold lines and handsome appearance made Mo Jiu every time.
