Sir, How About A Marriage novel Chapter 16

The second box contained a red Chinese dress gown. Its embroidery was even more complicated and exquisite. The Chinese-style clothing complemented the embroidery so it looked as exquisite as a work of art.

Mu Chen looked at Song Ning for an explanation.

Song Ning gently traced the embroidery with her finger as she explained, "This is a traditional wedding dress. My mother is best at embroidery. I have no idea when she started preparing this." When she spoke about her mother, her voice would hitch.

Seeing this, Mu Chen patted her shoulder and comforted her. "Your mother loved you very much. It's obvious she wished very much for you to be happy."

Song Ning nodded slightly in response. ˜Mom, I'll definitely be happy.'

When Mu Chen saw tears begin to streak down Song Ning's face like a broken string of pearls, he picked up a piece of tissue from the table and handed it to her. He reminded her in a soft voice, "Don't let the tears fall on the wedding gown..."

She nodded gently and closed the box.

The third box was full of embroideries.

Even Mu Chen, who did not know much about embroidery, could tell they were top-notch embroideries and were of high value.

After taking a careful look, Song Ning found a small purse in the corner. It was made of aqua blue silk and was embroidered with yellow satin thread. The yellow looked particularly vibrant against the blue silk. She picked it up gingerly and stroked it lightly before she showed it to Mu Chen. "This is the first pouch I made. My mother said that the first gift a girl should give her sweetheart is a pouch sewn by herself. At that time, when I was only eight years old, she forced me to make a pouch. I didn't expect her to keep it."

Mu Chen plucked the purse out of Song Ning's hands. Compared to the masterpieces in the box, the stitches on this purse were not as exquisite. It was embroidered with an orchid on one side and a small bird on the other. The stitches were not delicate at all. Still, it was simple and lovely. As he held the purse in his hand, he asked teasingly, "So this is meant for your sweetheart? Then, I guess I have no choice but to accept this."

Embarrassed, Song Ning reached out to grab it, but Mu Chen raised his arm high beyond her reach.

"This is too ugly." She grabbed his sleeve.

"I don't dislike it at all. I like it very much." Mu Chen smiled happily as he kept his hand out of her reach.