"You just came back, you haven't had dinner yet! Xiaowei, have dinner here before leaving." The mistress told Shi Mingwei, and then went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Shi Mingwei wanted to book tickets for tomorrow, so he borrowed the phone here and said he wanted to book tickets.
The senior sister said directly in a bad tone: "It's too late to book tickets now."
Tickets from here to the capital are very tight. Senior sister knows this very well. Yesterday he saw this guy Shi Mingwei and liked him very much. But... today, he said he wanted to take Xiaowei back to the capital with him. She was very unhappy and very upset.
Not happy.
Shi Mingwei also felt his senior sister's displeasure, but he had to take the person back. Shi Mingwei dialed a number directly and said, "Save me two tickets to the capital tomorrow morning."
The person on the other end of the phone responded quickly. After confirming, Shi Mingwei hung up the phone. For him, plane tickets were the easiest thing to get.
"Senior sister, the tickets have been booked. If you are reluctant to leave Xiaowei, you are welcome to return to China." Shi Mingwei said with a smile.
The senior sister glared at Shi Mingwei angrily, then waved to Shi Mingwei and said with a serious face: "Come with me, I have something to say to you."
Shi Mingwei suddenly had a bad feeling, but he followed his senior sister to the balcony obediently. The senior sister even closed the balcony door.
Ling Xiaowei looked at the balcony curiously. The balcony door was made of glass, and she could see the senior sister talking to Shi Mingwei in a very dignified manner!
What are you talking about? These two people only met yesterday and talked behind closed doors.
Not long after, the balcony door opened, and the senior sister walked into the living room with cat steps, a look of joy on her face, and the majesty of an elder remained on her face.
Shi Mingwei lowered his head, with a somewhat stern expression on his face and a slight embarrassment.
Then he sat on the sofa opposite Ling Xiaowei without saying a word, picked up the newspaper on the table, and even knocked it down.
Ling Xiaowei moved over, pushed his arm and said, "You knocked down the newspaper!"
Shi Mingwei quickly turned over the newspaper, then moved to the side, keeping a distance from Ling Xiaowei.
Ling Xiaowei moved closer to him again and said, "What did senior sister tell you?"
"Nothing!" Shi Mingwei coughed lightly, put down the newspaper, got up and walked to the bookshelf in the living room.
Ling Xiaowei's face was full of doubts. What on earth did the senior sister say to him? It was strange.
"Xiaowei, come into the kitchen and help us together." The senior sister waved to Ling Xiaowei.
Ling Xiaowei hurried into the kitchen and helped her senior sister cook.
"Senior sister, what did you say to Shi Mingwei?" Ling Xiaowei asked the senior sister. She was really curious.
"It's nothing! It's just..." Senior sister smiled and said: "Anyway, it's for your own good that I told him some things and asked him to take good care of you."
Oh... Really! In that case, is there anything I can't say in front of everyone?
There will be a rich meal here in the evening. The wife has stir-fried several dishes, and the senior sister has made a cold salad. Ling Xiaowei likes this very much recently, and even bought a few bottles of salad dressing to take back home.
After dinner was finished, Shi Mingwei went back. Before leaving, he told Ling Xiaowei about the flight time tomorrow morning.
As soon as Shi Mingwei left, the senior sister began to complain dissatisfiedly, "You are leaving so soon, and I haven't even had time to hang out with you yet!"
"Senior sister, you took me out to play! You also bought me a lot of things. I'm very happy." Ling Xiaowei was packing her things and found that the box she brought was not enough.
When the senior sister looked at Ling Xiaowei's box, she frowned and said, "This box of yours is the one I used before. It's already an antique. I'll give you a new one."
After saying that, the senior sister took out two boxes and a large package from the cloakroom. Ling Xiaowei must not have recognized this package before putting it away, and maybe she thought the color was dark and unsightly. But now she knows the brand well and recognizes it immediately.
This is a classic box and bag from Presbyopia.
Global limited edition, used by Hepburn back then.
"Senior sister, this box and bag are of limited edition!" Ling Xiaowei didn't dare to use them for fear of breaking them or losing them.
This thing is worth more than her luggage.
"A box, if it's anything valuable, take it out for use and put it here with me. It's all covered in dust." The senior sister wiped the box with a rag, then unpacked it and helped Ling Xiaowei organize her things.
Folding the clothes one by one, she said to Ling Xiaowei, "Don't put these socks together with your close-fitting clothes. Put them in a separate bag." Then she found a lot of small cloth bags.
The senior sister was so good at organizing things that she didn’t even have to do it herself. Seeing the way the senior sister was packing her things, Ling Xiaowei was deeply moved and couldn’t help but say: “Senior sister, you look like my mother!”
Only a mother would pack things for her children so meticulously! Ling Xiaowei has never experienced what it is like to have a mother. She always packs things by herself wherever she goes, and no one has ever done it for her.
Now she has a senior sister helping her organize things, and she really feels like a mother helping her daughter organize things. While doing so, she is chattering, which is nagging and warm.
The movements of the senior sister's hands froze. She heard from her parents about Xiaowei. Her father was a disabled person and had a stepmother. Her biological mother left not long after she was born.
When she heard this for the first time, she felt very sorry for Xiaowei, especially when she saw how smart and well-behaved she was. She felt sorry for her even more. It was because of how many things she had experienced since childhood that she developed such a tough character now.
If she had a daughter like Xiaowei, she would always hold her in her hands and pamper her.
"Xiaowei, can you be my daughter-in-law?" the senior sister asked hesitantly. This thought had been swirling in her mind for the past few days, and she always wanted to say it to Ling Xiaowei.
But she is afraid of being rejected!
"Sister, are you serious!" Ling Xiaowei said in surprise.
"If you don't want to, forget it." Seeing Ling Xiaowei's surprised expression, the senior sister thought she had scared her.
"I do. The special reason is that I have always dreamed of having a mother." Ling Xiaowei said happily.
Although she calls her senior sister, she knows that her senior sister is about the same age as her father, or even older. These days, she has always treated her as an elder relative.
Now that the senior sister has taken the initiative to propose marriage, Ling Xiaowei is naturally very happy.
"Godmother!" Ling Xiaowei shouted happily.
Fu Rong was moved and happy in her heart. She stretched out her hand to take Ling Xiaowei into her arms and called her dearly: "My daughter!"
Ling Xiaowei had special feelings when she heard the name "daughter". She stretched out her arms to hug her senior sister and said softly: "Senior sister, if I call you godmother from now on, will it make you old?"
"No, I have always dreamed of having a eldest daughter like you!" The senior sister was particularly happy.
After helping Ling Xiaowei pack her things, she left the room and told her elder brother about the marriage.
