Chapter 527

"This outfit good enough?"

"Mm, this fits perfectly—just looking at you, you seem so easygoing, definitely easy to get along with."

The mother and daughter waited a while, then heard the sound of Wen Wen Leyu opening her door.

"Let's go!"

Li Ye opened the door and stepped out, seeing Wen Wen Leyu had changed into an extremely simple outfit.

Sneakers, pants, a white shirt—her hair, meticulously styled by Li Ye, had been undone and rebraided into a plain, unadorned pigtail; with this change, Wen Wen Leyu transformed from a trendy young girl into a pure, distilled-water-like female student, radiating an air of absolute cleanliness.

Fu Fu Guiru stepped out behind Li Ye, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law met face-to-face for the first time in the hallway.

Wen Wen Leyu saw Fu Fu Guiru and immediately smiled: "Hello, Auntie."

Fu Fu Guiru walked over, smiling, and held Wen Wen Leyu's hand for a long time without speaking—but after a moment, her eyes slightly reddened as she softly laughed: "I've heard Li Ye praise you nonstop; now that I've finally met you, I can rest easy."

Wen Wen Leyu was momentarily stunned, not understanding what Fu Fu Guiru meant.

But Li Ye understood—because the current Fu Fu Guiru was just like his mother from his past life, who had worried herself sick over his failed marriage prospects.

No mother doesn't fret over her son's marriage, especially a stepchild like Li Ye, who faced disadvantages in finding a partner in the 1980s—let alone one from Wen Wen Leyu's family background.

But look at Wen Wen Leyu now—she truly cares for Li Ye, and never uses her own family's advantages to tower over him; finding a daughter-in-law who loves and tenderly cares for her son is every mother's dream.

"Let's go! We'll eat downstairs—Xiao Yu, you must be starving…" Fu Fu Guiru pulled Wen Wen Leyu's hand and walked off; Fu Fu Yiruo and Li Ye followed behind the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

"I'm not hungry, Auntie—I just ate an apple..." "How can an apple count as a meal? Don't let those weight-loss ideas fool you—eat more rice..." If there was one thing that made Fu Fu Guiru feel slightly unsatisfied about Wen Wen Leyu, it was her slight thinness—still a bit short of plump and rosy.

Watching Wen Wen Leyu subtly puff out her small chest, Li Ye couldn't hide his grin.

Could there be greater luck for a husband than a harmonious relationship between his mother and wife? One gave birth to him, the other shares his bed—try forcing a choice between them, and you'd want to bang your head against the wall, right? After Li Ye and Wen Wen Leyu and the others went downstairs to the dining room, the rest of the exhibition group hadn't arrived yet, so the family took a corner table first.

Fu Fu Guiru whispered to Li Ye: "When Xiao Xia Yue's boyfriend comes down, point him out to me first."

Li Ye said: "I'll just call him over alone so you can take a good look, okay?"

Fu Fu Guiru frowned slightly, then said: "Isn't he here with colleagues from his unit? Wouldn't calling him over alone be inappropriate? Don't disrupt his work."

Li Ye was speechless—his own mother was a decisive, capable woman, yet when it came to her children's affairs, she turned into such a hesitant, overcautious, nagging old lady? Wen Wen Leyu smiled and softly explained to Fu Fu Guiru: "It won't be a problem, Auntie—the people who came with Brother Yang won't sit with him, and we're all from Jingda, so no one else will come over to intrude."

Yang Yang Yumin came with the chief editor of a newspaper under the Central Selection Department; though labeled a "personal reward," officially he carried the task of promoting Chinese culture abroad.

The Central Selection Department's Guangming Daily, Economic Daily, Youth Daily—anyone connected with them could turn dirt into gold.

That's why the film studio didn't give Yang Yang Yumin and Li Huai slots for no reason—they recognized their unit's clout; later, that chief editor would surely sit with the leadership to build rapport, hoping to get a mention in China's top newspapers.

Fu Fu Yiruo, Li Ye, Wen Wen Leyu, and Yang Yang Yumin were all Jingda students; calling him over alone to introduce him wouldn't seem odd.

Soon after, the entire exhibition group arrived together—they moved as a unit, needing time to gather and count heads, which is why they fell behind Li Ye's group.

Li Ye spotted Yang Yang Yumin and waved: "Old Yang, come over here."

Yang Yang Yumin, hearing Li Ye's call, walked over smiling as expected.

But to Li Ye's surprise, a young man beside Yang Yang Yumin also followed.

Total lack of awareness.

Fu Fu Guiru frowned and whispered to Li Ye: "Which one?" Li Ye said: "The tall one."

Fu Fu Guiru then fixed her gaze on Yang Yang Yumin, as if using her fiery golden eyes to detect a spy.

Wen Wen Leyu curiously watched her future mother-in-law; from the faint furrow in her brows, it seemed she wasn't satisfied with Yang Yang Yumin.

Fu Fu Yiruo tugged Wen Wen Leyu's sleeve and whispered in her ear: "Our family all looks good, so Mom's standards are high."

Wen Wen Leyu looked at Fu Fu Guiru, Fu Fu Yiruo, and Li Ye's appearances, nodded silently in deep agreement, then secretly felt relieved.

Turns out her future mother-in-law was a lookist—thank goodness her own looks… were passable.

When Wen Wen Leyu first met Li Ye four years ago, she didn't consider herself a great beauty—but over the years, through Li Ye's feeding and mental conditioning, she'd developed considerable confidence in her looks.

Now, finally gaining approval from her future mother-in-law, Wen Wen Leyu felt a quiet little pride.

【I'm a little beauty too~】 "This lady is Fu Fu Yiruo's mother… This is our Jingda classmate, Yang Yang Yumin…" Li Ye introduced Yang Yang Yumin and Fu Fu Yiruo, then turned to the clueless young man and asked: "Is this your colleague, brother-in-law?"

Yang Yang Yumin smiled: "No! This is Xiao Ma, who shares my room—he graduated from Chang'an Foreign Languages College with a major in Russian and Japanese, and is serving as our interpreter on this tour."

Li Ye asked curiously: "Russian and Japanese major? Does that even exist?"

Xiao Ma smiled: "Yes—our school used to focus on Russian; in 1975, we added Japanese to the Russian department and renamed it the Russian-Japanese Department."

"Oh~" Xiao Ma was quiet—once seated, he just ate silently, not disturbing Yang Yang Yumin or the others' conversation.

But as Yang Yang Yumin chatted, he kept feeling something was off.

Because by current standards, that Ms. Fu should be called "Director Fu," right? So why did Wen Wen Leyu call her "Auntie"? And why did that Ms. Fu keep staring at him so strangely?

【46】 4720 times washed clean