Before he got into his car, Han Zhuoling even looked up in her direction.
Not knowing whether Han Zhuoling could see her, Shi Xiaoya still waved to him.
When he finally left her sight, she began unpacking.
After bathing, when she was drying her hair, she spotted Han Zhuoling’s and her facial cleansers together.
His toothbrush and toothpaste were on the other side.
On the shelf beside that lay his shaver, shaving cream, and aftershave.
He had yet to move in, yet her house became filled with his items in just a few short days.
The elder Young Master Han’s actions were so quick.
***
In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday.
Han Zhuoling was about to set off from his home and fetch Shi Xiaoya when Lin Liye stopped him and piled his trunk with many gifts.
“These are all supplements and tonics, some delivered on Old Mrs. Han’s orders yesterday. It’s for you to bring to the Shi family,” Lin Liye said. “It’s your first time there, so you should bring some gifts.”
But this was too much; the whole trunk was fully stuffed.
“I planned to buy gifts after fetching Xiaoya,” Han Zhuoling explained.
Lin Liye rolled her eyes. “Like you know what’s most appropriate for seniors? Obviously, Old Mrs. Han and I know best. You won’t go wrong with the gifts we provided. Don’t waste time buying things. Go earlier and don’t let Xiaoya’s parents wait.”
The way Lin Liye placed much importance on this meeting was as if Han Zhuoling was going to Shi Xiaoya’s home to discuss marriage with her parents, rather than turning up as her boyfriend for the first time.
Too much importance.
“Mom,” Han Zhuoling said, “I’ll bring Xiaoya over tomorrow for an official meeting with you elders. The meal previously doesn’t count since we weren’t together then.”
At most, that was just to satisfy the elders’ curiosity about how the girl he liked looked like.
But Shi Xiaoya did not meet the Han Family elders as his girlfriend.
Tomorrow would be the official meeting.
Lin Liye was indeed in agreement upon hearing that.
It wouldn’t do for only Han Zhuoling to go visit the Shi family.
They wished to meet Shi Xiaoya officially too.
“Good, good, good.” Lin Liye quickly nodded. “Pity Zhuofeng’s still with the production team.”
“Isn’t it almost the New Year? He’ll be back by Spring Festival. They can meet then,” Han Zhuoling said.
After fetching Shi Xiaoya, Han Zhuoling curiously did not utter a single word on the way.
When they were near the Shi home, Shi Xiaoya asked, “What’s wrong? Is it trouble at work, or some other matter?”
“It’s not about work,” Han Zhuoling explained, stealing a glance at Shi Xiaoya. “What if your parents disapprove of me?”
Shi Xiaoya finally understood that Han Zhuoling’s silence wasn’t because of work, but because he was anxious.
“How can they not like you?” Shi Xiaoya thought that Han Zhuoling was too nervous, which only served to frighten him.
Yet he clearly viewed this as so important that he became this apprehensive.
Shi Xiaoya was so touched, she didn’t know what to say.
He would never be anxious no matter how big the business deal was, or how important the work was.
Even if he was a tad nervous, it would never appear on his face for others to see.
And yet, just because he was meeting her parents, his anxiety was clearly painted on his face now.
Ultimately, Han Zhuoling felt that he was old, and he was once divorced.
