Chapter 9 The Marriage Contract

They would be hosting a small party at home with some of their friends, and Xu Qing really liked Qin Zhu's craftsmanship. She hoped that she could tailor-make some clothes for them. It wouldn't be a big order since it was for just the three family members.

Xiang Lianyi gladly accepted. How could she refuse such a good thing?

She remembered that the Xi family had also held a banquet like this in her last life, and it was the most talked-about party by the people of Southern City for a long time. Unfortunately, this time in her last life, their clothes had been exposed to be of bad quality, so naturally, the Xi family wouldn't ask them to make their clothes again.

After Xiang Lianyi got the size and requirements of the family of three, she started to work with Qin Zhu. They designed several looks, but in the end, they were all passed over, and it took a long time to decide on the design after careful consideration.

The next step was to rely on Qin Zhu's skill. She was flipping the fabric back and forth on the sewing machine, and in no time a rough outline had been made.

Xiang Lianyi was by her side, thoughtfully giving her mother's shoulders and back massages.

Over the period of an afternoon, Qin Zhu had finished most of the clothes. The details needed to be worked on when she had more energy and can better concentrate.

Because she didn't want to see Qin Zhu overwork herself, Xiang Lianyi took over cooking for the family for a few days. Although Xiang Guoping can't do anything because his eyes are bad, sometimes he will also silently massage Qin Zhu's shoulders and back. In addition to studying in his room, Xiang Qingsong also occasionally will help Xiang Lianyi do some housework.

The whole family was working hard, and Qin Zhu was even more pleased, making clothes with more care.

The day of the appointment was approaching, and Qin Zhu had finally finished the final bit of the clothes. Looking at the well-made clothes, Xiang Lianyi was very satisfied. The clothes were beautiful without compromising elegance and were much better than most clothes that are on the market. Xu Qing would definitely like them.

Xi family.

The evening is Xi Mingyu's birthday banquet. Xu Qing is busy at home, setting it up. Xi Mufeng was just sitting around, not doing anything at all to help.

In fact, he didn't even want to stay home to participate in this so-called "birthday banquet." To be frank, it is just an excuse for these people to get together to discuss current affairs. Who's really coming to wish Xi Mingyu a happy birthday?

From outside came from the coarse voice. Xi Mufeng did not have to look up to know that Xi Mingyu is back. He was soldier and always spoke with a harsh voice. He was always treating his family like new recruits and Xi Mufeng was very against that. He was at home, not at a military base. What is the point of pretending otherwise?

Every time the father and son meet, they would part ways unhappily.

Like now.

"Xi Mufeng, why do you always look like that? Can't you just sit and stand properly? Why are you spread out on the couch like that all day" Xi Mingyu's voice was loud enough to be heard from outside the house.

Xi Mufeng frowned and tried to avoid him, turning to go upstairs, but then he heard his father say, "Just the way you are now, there's no need for you to go keep going to school. You should just go join the military. You're old enough."

Xi Mufeng stopped and turned back to look at Xi Mingyu and said slowly, "I'm not going."

"You little brat..."

"Alright, alright. Why are you two quarreling as soon as you come back? You two must have been enemies in your past lives. You know what day it is today? Xiaofeng, why can't you talk to your father properly?" Xu Qing said, rubbing her temples and trying to stop the fight.

As long as the pair of father and son were home, this kind of fights was going on basically all the time, and she was numb to it.

"Huh, what is this day, in his eyes?" Xi Mingyu's slightly sarcastic tone stung Xi Mufeng's heart. He remembered the present he had prepared for Xi Mingyu and smiled sarcastically.

He must have been possessed by a ghost to prepare a present for him!

Paying no more attention to Xi Mingyu's exasperated voice behind him, he went straight back to his room. He picked up the gifts he had prepared and threw them into the trash.

Downstairs, Xu Qing was placating Xi Mingyu.

"Xiaofeng is only a senior in high school, why are you insisting that he go into the military at this time? Let's wait. If he can't get into a good university, we'll talk about it then."

"I just get angry at the sight of him like that. And to think, all the soldiers that worked under me always look so proper. And look at him! He pisses me off so much!"

As a father, Xi Mingyu undoubtedly hoped that Xi Mufeng could succeed in life.

Because he couldn't be there for him all the time. One day he would have to face everything on his own. By then, would he be able to handle everything?

There was no certainty in Xi Mingyu's heart.

When Xiang Lianyi arrived at the Xi family, she heard the conversation between Xi Mingyu and Xu Qing. She was aware that Xi Mufeng's father had always been very strict with him, but she didn't know that Xi Mingyu had been so tough this early on. It was clear from his words that he wanted Xi Mufeng to obey him completely.

But Xi Mufeng was only eighteen, which was a rebellious age. Xi Mingyu is making a fool of himself by pressuring him so hard.

"Lianyi is here? Are the clothes done?"

"This is?"

"Oh, this is the kid I ordered the dress from. She looks young, but she reminds me a lot of myself back in the days." Xu Qing's tone did not hide her admiration.

Instead, it made Xi Mingyu take one more look at Xiang Lianyi.