The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 889 I make my own decision about marriage

Another day.

Shen Qing received a call from her parents.

"Hey, Mom."

"Qingqing, what have you been doing these days? Why don't you have time to call home?"

"Mom, I've been a little busy lately dealing with some things. What's the matter with you calling?"

"I'm fine, I just missed you a little. By the way, did you know that your aunt's Zhang Yan has a girlfriend? He said he's going to bring her home this weekend and wants us to go over and have dinner together."

Shen Qing paused, "I understand."

"Don't forget this weekend."

"Uh-huh!"

Shen Qing hung up the phone after saying a few words to her mother.

He didn't want his mother to hear any emotion in her so as not to make her worry.

After hanging up the phone.

Shen Qing curled the corners of her mouth.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yan was about to take Tang Qianqian home to meet his parents.

Tang Qianqian is so much older than Zhang Yan, and it’s unclear whether the relationship will go smoothly.

at the same time.

the other side.

Zhang Yan and Tang Qianqian, a young couple, went shopping.

"Zhang Yan, you said I'm so much older than you. If you want to take me home, will your mother disagree?"

"No, my mother told me to make the decision about my marriage."

"Really?"

"Ok!"

Tang Qianqian still had some concerns, "How about I go to your house again? I'm not prepared yet, and I'm afraid your family won't agree."

"My family consists of my mother and sister. They won't disagree. Besides, I have already told them that you will be brought home this weekend, and my mother has already told the relatives. Don't be afraid, I am here. They won't disagree." Zhang Yan said.

"Okay then! You stay with me for a while, and I'll pick out some gifts for your mother. It's our first meeting, so I can't go empty-handed."

"Okay, no problem, let's go."

The sunlight shines through the huge glass dome of the shopping mall, casting a warm and bright halo.

Zhang Yan accompanied Tang Qianqian as they walked among the dazzling array of goods. The air was filled with the faint scent of perfume and soft background music.

"Auntie, what style do you usually like? Do you prefer something simple and elegant, or do you like brighter colors?" Tang Qianqian asked Zhang Yan while turning her head slightly to look at a silk scarf displayed in the window, with a barely perceptible nervousness and seriousness in her tone.

She had dressed up specially today, a light blue dress that accentuated her fair skin, her long hair draped softly over her shoulders, and her eyes were filled with the importance she attached to this "mission." After all, this was her first time formally selecting a gift for Zhang Yan's mother.

Zhang Yan felt warm at the sight of her concentration. He reached out and gently put his arm around her shoulders, saying softly, "My mom is quite easygoing, but she seems to prefer things that are simple, elegant, and have a nice texture. Don't be too nervous. She's sure to like what you pick."

While saying this, he was also thinking in his heart that his mother was used to working hard doing housework, so he really should give her something that could make her relax and happy.

The two of them first wandered around the women's clothing section. Tang Qianqian picked up a lilac knitted cardigan, felt the texture, and then measured her imagined size in front of the mirror. "The material feels nice, and the color is quite gentle. What do you think?"

Zhang Yan took a closer look and nodded: "It's quite good. This color also shows your temperament."

"Then take this one!"

Zhang Yan nodded.

Tang Qianqian asked the salesperson to pack it up.

Then Tang Qianqian and Zhang Yan continued shopping.

As she walked, she took notice of the merchandise displayed in the shop windows on both sides. From delicate silk scarves to quaint tea sets, she took a careful look at them all, but always felt that something was missing.

Her boyfriend was amused by her serious look and ruffled her hair. "My mom is pretty easygoing. She's sure she'll like whatever you pick. But she seems to really like small jewelry, like necklaces and bracelets."

"Jewelry?" Tang Qianqian's eyes lit up, as if she had found the direction. "Then let's go check out the jewelry store!"

As she spoke, she pulled Zhang Yan into a stylish jewelry store. The lighting was soft, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance. The clerk greeted them with a smile, but Tang Qianqian's eyes were already drawn to the dazzling jewellery on the counter. She slowed her pace and perused each counter, her gaze lingering over the necklaces, earrings, and rings.

Just as she was about to reach the end of the counter, a touch of warm luster inadvertently caught her eye.

It was a thin silver bracelet with a simple water wave shape on the chain, emitting a soft silver glow under the light.

The most special thing about the bracelet is the pendant, which is a small white agate carved into the shape of a magnolia flower. The petals are lifelike, elegant and refined.

"This bracelet..." Tang Qianqian stopped and pointed at it and whispered to the clerk, "Can you take it out and show it to me?"

The clerk smiled as she took out the bracelet and handed it to Tang Qianqian. It felt cool to the touch, delicate and refined. Tang Qianqian gently placed it in her palm. The magnolia pendant was small and delicate, neither overly ostentatious nor overtly elegant. She imagined how it would look on her boyfriend's mother; it would surely enhance her elegance and embody the quiet grace of an elder.

"The magnolia flower has a very good meaning. It symbolizes purity and gratitude," the clerk introduced at the right time.

The more Tang Qianqian looked at it, the more she liked it. She looked up at her boyfriend, her eyes sparkling with a hint of inquiry and excitement: "What do you think of this one? I think it suits me very well. It's simple, elegant and generous."

My boyfriend came over to take a look and nodded in praise: "Well, it's really beautiful. The magnolia flower is very delicately carved. My mother will probably like it."

Tang Qianqian's smile brightened after receiving her boyfriend's approval. She carefully handed the bracelet to the clerk: "This is it. Please wrap it for me."

After paying the money and taking the beautifully packaged jewelry box, Tang Qianqian felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders, replaced by full anticipation and a hint of nervousness.

She squeezed her boyfriend's hand, her steps becoming more brisk. "Okay, the gift's done! Now I'll feel more confident when I meet Auntie!"

Zhang Yan couldn't help but smile at her relieved and happy expression. He held her hand tightly and walked out of the mall together. The sun was still bright, and even the air seemed to have become sweet.

She knew that this gift contained her thoughts and also carried Zhang Yan's love.

The sun was still warm, and their steps became lighter, looking forward to the warm scene of meeting Zhang Yan's mother next time.