"This is our Lycra Bridal's most high-end and exquisite wedding dress yet, named 'Eternal Love.' It was jointly designed by the renowned master designer Wilbur from the small country of Liguo and eight other famous designers. The entire dress is adorned with over a hundred diamonds and pearls. If you're not satisfied with these, you can try this one."
Lin Yan took the wedding dress and glanced at it. This one was acceptable.
"This one it is."
Lin Yan made the decision directly. If it was Lycra's highest-end wedding dress, it was indeed not bad.
"Alright, sir, please follow me to pay the deposit."
Upon hearing Lin Yan's choice, the sales assistant's face lit up with joy. She wished she had recommended this one directly earlier, saving herself the trouble of going through such a long process.
"Honey, there's no need..."
Seeing Lin Yan about to pay, Su Mojin pulled him back.
"Don't worry, my wife deserves the best."
Lin Yan whispered into Su Mojin's ear. He understood her nature; she was likely worried about the price.
In Lin Yan's opinion, as long as the other person truly liked him, a man should buy the best for his wife within his means!
A gentle "wife" brought a faint blush to Su Mojin's fair cheeks, her delicate face appearing exceptionally captivating in the afternoon's setting sun.
She clasped her fair hands in front of her and remained silent, standing obediently in place.
The wedding dress, priced at thirteen million one hundred and forty thousand yuan, symbolized 1314.
After leaving her measurements and contact information, and paying a deposit of one million yuan, the couple left the bridal shop.
As soon as they exited the shop, a voice called out.
"Boss, this woman has caught up again."
Li Wei, holding Luo Na's head as if she were a prisoner, brought her forward.
Lin Yan frowned.
"Li Wei, teach her a lesson and then throw her onto the street."
This time, Lin Yan waved his hand directly. This woman had been following him, and he was almost driven mad by her. Even though they were in Country E, Lin Yan intended to teach her a lesson.
"Lin Shen, I want to cooperate with you!"
"Not interested."
Lin Yan and Su Mojin got into the Cullinan and drove away again.
In the evening, Lin Yan, as he wished, treated the people from the convoy to a lavish meal at a five-star hotel.
The next morning, everyone embarked on their journey back to the capital.
On the way, Lin Yan received a message from Zhang Mingzhi saying that the GP22 had been upgraded and that he should test drive it upon their return.
Lin Yan put away his phone.
If the GP22 upgrade was successful this time, the confrontation with Reisner at the next East Asia station would be a bit easier. Well, even now, it was quite easy.
Reisner: ...
Don't I have any dignity?
At noon the next day, the convoy drove into the entrance of the LS Nian'an racing track.
At the entrance of the villa, as soon as he got out of the car, Lin Yan was stunned by the scene before him.
Lin Yan's mother, Fu Qingyun, and Zhang Yingrong, the couple, were standing together.
"Mom, why are you here?"
Seeing his mother standing at the door in her pajamas, Lin Yan said dazedly.
"Where else would I be? I told you last time that I was coming."
Fu Qingyun walked up, gave Lin Yan a sideways glance, and felt him all over, murmuring that her son had lost weight.
Lost weight? Lin Yan felt he had gained quite a bit of weight. Indeed, in a mother's eyes, her son was always thin.
"Alright, Mom, don't stay out here. You're wearing so little, it's going to be cold."
In his previous life, Lin Yan's parents had passed away early. In this life, after so much time spent together, Lin Yan had long since adapted to his identity.
Although he couldn't truly see them as his own parents, Lin Yan had come to regard Fu Qingyun and Lin Guoxiong as his adoptive parents.
He had inherited the original Lin Yan's identity and had to take good care of his parents in his stead.
"Li Wei, take my mom and the others inside."
Lin Yan instructed Li Wei, who was nearby.
"Yes, Madam, Aunt Zhang, please come this way."
"Mom, why did you come out too?"
Su Mojin leaned over to her mother and whispered.
"Why can't I come out? Your father and I were bored inside, so we came out for a stroll with your mother-in-law."
"But you shouldn't come out in pajamas! It's already autumn!"
"It's nothing. Your father and I are still young; we're not that frail."
"Xiao Jin, come here."
After the group returned to the villa, Fu Qingyun beckoned Su Mojin, who obediently walked over.
Sitting on a chair, Fu Qingyun took Su Mojin's hand and looked at it. Seeing the ring on her finger, she turned and gave Lin Yan a look that said, "This is acceptable."
"Xiao Jin, come sit between me and your mother."
"Okay... Mom."
Upon hearing the word "Mom," Fu Qingyun's face immediately broke into a smile. She liked this daughter-in-law more and more.
Fu Qingyun had arrived yesterday and had already stayed for a day. From the villa's servants, she had heard some news: this daughter-in-law was kind to people and did chores like cooking and washing herself, which greatly pleased her.
Given their family's circumstances, they had only one requirement when choosing a daughter-in-law: she didn't need to be wealthy, nor overly beautiful, as long as she wouldn't embarrass them when taken out.
The most important thing was her virtue, which was their sole requirement – she shouldn't cause trouble for their son. Su Mojin happened to fit this perfectly; her judgment was good, and she hadn't misjudged anyone.
"My dear sister-in-law, the two children are here today, so we can discuss their marriage."
After some pleasantries, Fu Qingyun, seated in the main position, got down to business.
"Exactly, my dear sister-in-law, I had the same thought."
Zhang Yingrong nodded as well. It seemed the two families had already discussed this.
Seeing their parents so straightforward, Su Mojin and Lin Yan became a little nervous. What was going on? Why were they suddenly discussing the marriage?
"In that case, my dear sister-in-law, the children have already set their wedding date themselves. Xiao Yan's father is busy with work today and couldn't be here, so I will represent our Lin family to express our stance."
"Our Lin family is wealthy, and we are not stingy people. This is the betrothal gift my Xiao Yan prepared for Xiao Jin."
Fu Qingyun produced a bank card and a list from somewhere and placed them on the table.
Fu Qingyun did not explicitly state the amount in the card. Zhang Yingrong knew this was the other party giving their family face, but even so, her hand holding the bank card was slightly sweating.
After Fu Qingyun finished speaking, she looked at Zhang Yingrong and her husband. It was true that their family was wealthy, but the other party couldn't be completely ungenerous. She also understood their family's financial situation. Money was not important; what she wanted was an attitude.
"My dear sister-in-law, this is Xiao Jin's dowry. You know our family's conditions. This one million yuan is the limit that we, the old couple, can afford. I hope you won't dislike it."
This time, Zhang Yingrong even used polite language.