"Dream on!"
Xanthea pulled his hand away forcefully. "You just said we would be right here. What does that mean?"
Orion glanced ahead, "Serene Retreat House."
Wasn't that the famous Lockwood Estate?
She felt a panic in her heart. "You-you're not taking me to meet your grandfather, are you?"
"Mm-hmm."
"What? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'm not prepared at all!"
"Don't worry."
Orion took over a gift box prepared on the side. Xanthea opened it to find a set of exquisite porcelain tea set, clearly worth a fortune.
"But this is what you prepared, not me. Isn't it too insincere?"
"What's mine is yours, Xannie."
"That's not the point. Even if the gift is ready, I'm not ready!"
She had it all planned out in her head. Meeting his family deserved a carefully chosen gift and a soft, elegant dress to leave the best impression. Now, Phoenix's dressing style was a disaster!
Orion chuckled and kissed her forehead. "Even an ugly duckling has to meet the in-laws."
"Who's the ugly one here?"
"Alright, let's show Grandpa what a beautiful swan I've brought him."
"Smooth talker! You didn't even give me time to dress up. How can I look pretty in this? The first impression is going to be terrible."
First impression? Orion raised an eyebrow slightly, as if recalling something. "The first impression was good, adorable even."
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