roccoschili Chapter 96 Love
Chapter 96 Love
Teacher Zhou patted his chest, still shaken, and said, "Teacher An, your son-in-law has such a powerful aura. I have to be careful when I talk to him, afraid of saying something I shouldn't."
“There’s nothing I shouldn’t say.” An Jiaren took Teacher Zhou’s arm. “Let’s go, Princess Zhou, let’s go buy what you like.”
When it came to buying things, Teacher Zhou became very excited and forgot all about what had just happened.
Ms. Zhong asked Zhong Lingxi, flustered, "Is your boss running a legitimate business?"
“They can’t possibly rely on us to launder money.” Zhong Lingxi understood his concerns. “Dad, I’ll tell you later. Xiaoyue is finally living the life she was meant to live.”
Teacher Zhong found the answer ambiguous and sought confirmation from An Xiaoyue.
An Xiaoyue had no choice but to nod reluctantly.
What kind of life should she have had? She doesn't know.
But her true background must not be known to anyone.
On the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, the students were on holiday, and the shopping mall was unusually crowded.
The mall was playing the song "Happy Chinese New Year," and red elements were displayed everywhere, creating a strong festive atmosphere for the Spring Festival.
Such an atmosphere arouses everyone's desire to consume.
An Xiaoyue glanced around and saw that each store was bustling with activity, and the staff were extremely busy, but they were all smiling and providing enthusiastic service.
The Spring Festival is a peak season for consumption and a peak season for shopping mall revenue.
"Hey, Teacher An, I'll go check which store has the aromatherapy I need. Jincheng's store is out of stock."
Teacher Zhou pulled An Jiaren into the store.
Aromatherapy shops have far fewer customers compared to other stores.
Zhong Lingxi and Teacher Zhong protected An Xiaoyue in the middle, afraid that the crowd would push her over.
The scent that Teacher Zhou needed was out of stock, so the staff took her to the fragrance testing area to smell the fragrances.
An Xiaoyue and Zhong Lingxi don't live with the same sense of atmosphere and ritual as their mothers. They never care about aromatherapy or perfume.
An Jia looked around but didn't find anything she wanted to buy. Suddenly, she remembered a perfume she used to like.
The products are updated and replaced too quickly; I don't know if they have been discontinued.
"Hello, is there a perfume that smells like roses? It smells like a rainy day, that hazy, expectant, and slightly exciting feeling. Is it still available?"
Upon hearing her description, the sales clerk's eyes lit up. "Are you captivated? You must be a regular customer of ours. This is our brand's first perfume, a confession from the perfumer to the woman he loves."
Falling in love? Confessing?
An Jiaren's mind went blank, and she stood there stunned.
The shop assistant thought she had misspoke. "Isn't that right, ma'am?"
“It was a gift from someone else.” An Jiaren composed herself, her smile bitter. “I don’t know its name, I only remember it’s from your brand.”
"You can smell the fragrance over here and see if it's the scent you remember," the shop assistant suggested.
"Okay, thank you." An Jiaren nodded.
Her every gesture exudes elegance honed by time; the refined manners and noble temperament that emanate from her will not fade with the passage of time.
Zhong Lingxi whispered in Xiaoyue's ear, "Aunt An is such a good woman. She looks like a rich lady. She's not shy at all when she enters the mall. She really is a woman who lives in this kind of magnetic field."
An Xiaoyue did not hide her background from Lingxi.
Aside from Lingxi, she didn't know who else she could confide her mixed emotions to.
"I think so too." She had always known that her mother was beautiful, intelligent, elegant, independent, and confident.
Zhong Lingxi stared intently, "I want to become a woman like Aunt An."
An Jiaren confirmed the scent of the perfume from a distance that was neither too close nor too far; it was the same one her second brother had given her years ago.
Is the name of this one "Love at First Sight"?
"Yes," the salesperson confirmed. "The perfumer is the founder of our brand, and this is the first perfume we launched when the brand was first established."
"Please fill one bottle for me."
The shop assistant placed the order on a tablet, checked the inventory, and secretly rejoiced, saying, "Madam, please wait a moment, my colleague will bring it right away."
An Jiaren looked at the fragrance testing stone in front of her, and in the darkness, it seemed that something was quietly changing.
Excessive thinking harms the spleen; An Jiaren should gather her thoughts.
An Xiaoyue noticed the change in her mother's expression for a moment, and only after her mother sat down beside her did she ask, "Mom, what's wrong?"
"No, I just bought a bottle of perfume I used to like." She raised her eyebrows, her expression indifferent.
But the way she tightly gripped her handbag betrayed the emotions she was trying so hard to suppress.
An Xiaoyue held her mother's hand. Her mother must have been thinking about something related to Uncle Leng.
Otherwise, she couldn't think of anything else that could cause her mother's emotions to fluctuate.
Over there, Ms. Zhou, accompanied by Ms. Zhong, had also chosen her aromatherapy products.
Zhong Lingxi used shopping cards issued by Changfeng Group to pay for the two mothers' expenses.
“I’ve also enjoyed the fruits of Lingxi’s labor.” An Jiaren smiled and put her arm around Zhong Lingxi’s shoulder. “Thank you for the New Year’s gift, Lingxi.”
"Aunt An, this is my tuition fee for apprenticeship. Please teach me about fashion aesthetics, and also..."
Zhong Lingxi stole a glance at Teacher Zhou, and seeing that Teacher Zhou was still chatting away with her husband and had no time to pay attention to her, this persistent third wheel, she then spoke.
"Teach me to be a confident and mature woman."
An Jiaren smiled gently, "Your outfit and makeup are fine, but this aura comes from years of experience. Your life has just begun, there's no need to be precocious. Just be yourself, being natural and confident is just fine."
As An Jiaren spoke, she pointed to the clothing store in front of her, "Aunt An will pick out two business outfits for you."
The group then turned into a clothing store.
As soon as they entered the clothing store, Leng Shize, who was there to buy New Year's gifts for his family, stopped in front of the store.
More than 20 years have passed, and the original natural-style store has now followed the trend and its decoration style has become a literary and minimalist luxury style with black and brown color scheme.
Leng Shi entered the store unconsciously, and the staff recognized him at a glance.
"Welcome, how can I help you?"
“I…” Leng Shi paused for a moment, “Are there any products suitable for pregnant women?”
"Aromatherapy," the salesperson said. "Our new product smells like a blend of ink, wood, and sunshine in a study, perfect for quiet reading in winter."
The shop assistant guessed that someone very close to Mr. Leng must be pregnant.
A man as refined, handsome, and erudite as Mr. Leng would likely inspire those around him to read.
This fragrance is perfect as a New Year's gift.
Leng Shize pictured An Xiaoyue sitting at her desk, quietly reading her notes.
"Make it look nicer for me."
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."
While waiting, Leng Shi strolled over to the perfume section.
The idea kept replaying in his mind, so he finally spoke to the shop assistant.
"Please get me another bottle of the 'Love's Delight' perfume, no need for a fake one."