She Lives without Regret in This Life

Qin Yue also felt disdain for Su Yun's behavior. To not even show her face when her biological daughter was injured, and instead, to guard by her stepson's bed every day—who wouldn't get angry about that?

"Yes, I will convey the message immediately," Qin Yue answered crisply and then thought that the old patriarch's anger was because Sheng Ning's injury was kept from him. Now that Sheng Ning was about to get married, if the old patriarch found out afterward, he would probably be even more angry. To ensure he wouldn't get scolded by his President later, Qin Yue boldly said, "Leader, our President asks me to inform you that Comrade Sheng Ning's wedding is set for the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. I'll represent our President and attend the wedding at that time."

"What? Say that again."

"Comrade Sheng Ning's wedding with Xu Qigang is set for the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, um... there are three days left until the wedding." He planned to set off tomorrow.

"Bastard!" Mr. Sheng cursed Su Hai bloody murder again. No matter how Su Hai tried to explain, he wouldn't listen, and finally, he grabbed Qin Yue's hand and said, "Good child, if you're going to the wedding, remember to take me with you."

"Old leader, your health is not suitable for a long and bumpy journey. Our President has made arrangements, please rest assured."

"That won't do; I can't not attend my granddaughter's wedding."

"Dad, you really shouldn't go. Right now, Ningning really doesn't want to see us..." Su Hai sent Qin Yue a glare that could kill. That stinking brat was really good at protecting his own interests by sucking up to his leader!

A true Little Hooligan, indeed; such favoritism from the eldest brother, they truly were cut from the same cloth.

"Shut your mouth! She doesn't want to see you because you deserve it, and from now on, you should just eat and sleep in your Trade Union Mansion's courtyard and stay out of my sight."

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Tomorrow is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and tonight Sheng Laosan's family had finished dinner and were sitting together on the warm kang, chatting about family matters. Sheng An munched on the pastry that Sheng Ning had bought from the county town while listening to her sister talk.

"Mom, look at these clothes, do you like them?" When she went to buy clothes with Xu Qi in the county town, Sheng Ning really went all out. She bought two sets of "leaving mother clothes," both the best styles and quality.

Even with her reincarnator's perception, the cashmere coat was not ordinary.

Shen Luhua was moved to tears, "This is clearly your wedding, yet why did you buy more clothes for me than for yourself? They are too valuable; you're just recklessly spending money."

"Where is it too valuable? 'Leaving mother clothes' are supposed to be something I buy for you." Sheng Ning had bought a lot of things, and there was something for every family member.

"One piece of 'leaving mother clothes' would have been enough." Happiness came so suddenly that Shen Luhua felt that her decade of effort had not been in vain. She would have been happy enough if her stepdaughter just accepted her, considering that in the village, so many biological daughters only bought a plain piece of clothing for their mothers when getting married. But Sheng Ning, this girl, had bought more for her than for herself.

"Mom, the clothes my sister bought for you will let you hold your head high in the village!" An'an said with a beaming smile. Let those who usually looked down on them finally get a faceful.

"Hehehehe..." Shen Luhua couldn't help but laugh foolishly. She wasn't actually happy because of the clothes—although they were struggling, she too had seen better days and knew what good things were. She was merely happy because her efforts had finally paid off; she could feel Ningning's intention for her.

"Leaving mother clothes," "leaving mother clothes." It was only with a daughter's reluctant farewell and gratitude when getting married that it could truly be called "leaving mother clothes."

These clothes were the most precious gifts she had ever received.