Sir, How About A Marriage novel Chapter 145

Song Ning pulled Jiang Jin over. "Look, Grandma, these are the clothes that I personally designed for you and Sister Yu for the new year! What do you think of this color? Does it look good?"

Jiang Jin reached out to touch the bright red clothes and asked, "This is mine?"

Song Ning nodded.

Sister Yu's hand trembled a little. She touched the pink set and asked, "And this is mine?"

Song Ning nodded. "Do both of you like the colors I've chosen for both of you?"

The two elders replied in unison, "Yes!"

Song Ning smiled. Then, she reached out to unfold the red qipao. She explained, "This is a modern twist to the qipao. I didn't completely design it on my own; I had Sister An Ran's help. I drew the embroidery though. The red isn't too gaudy; it's just nice and festive. It's perfect for the new year. I hope both of you like the design of the qipaos. This is my first time trying to design qipaos so you're not allowed to disdain it." When she spoke, she was bubbly. The red qipao she held up made her face looked incredibly fair and delicate.

Tears brimmed in Jiang Jin's eyes again, and she quickly wiped them away.

Song Ning pretended not to see it. After putting the red qipao aside, she unfolded the pink qipao.

Sister Yu could hardly tear her eyes away from it.

Finally, Song Ning said brightly, "Sister Yu, why don't you and Grandma try on the qipaos? If it doesn't fit, there's still time to alter it. We should dress in festive colors to celebrate the first day of the new year, okay?" Then, she lowered her voice and said conspiratorially, "These designs are one of a kind. They're Sister An Ran and my work, after all. I guarantee no one else will be wearing the same clothes..."

After she finished speaking, she urged the two elders to try on the qipaos.

After the elders left, she turned and tugged on Mu Chen's sleeve. "Hubby, can you help me in the kitchen? I'll make some fruit tea for you..."

This was the second time Song Ning had referred to Mu Chen as hubby outside of their bedroom.

Mu Chen's eyes flashed as she tiptoed and gently kissed his chin. This was the highest she could reach. Well, if Mu Chen had lowered his head, she would be able to kiss his lips. Alas, he was not in the right state of mind now.

Mu Chen followed Song Ning and accompanied her in the kitchen. Since his hand was injured, she did not allow him to wet his hand. Most of the time, he was just standing next to her, watching her work and listening to her talk about the ingredients she was using. Although he was listening to her, he was distracted. It was as though his soul had left his body.