You Don't Want Ma to Suspect Anything, Do You?

At the supermarket, Sheng Nanxuan pushed the shopping cart silently while Gong Mo chose the items.

As she bought some ribs, Gong Mo noticed that there was a man who looked similar to Fang Yang at the seafood section in front. Puzzled, she asked, "Doesn't that person look like your classmate?"

Sheng Nanxuan looked over. Not only did he look like his classmate, he was the classmate!

With nothing to do, Fang Yang had come out to buy groceries with the chef! He had been eating food cooked by the chef these past few days, but had been unhappy with them, so he was now out to buy groceries with him. If not, the chef would only buy ingredients to make what Sheng Nanxuan liked to eat. Sheng Nanxuan hadn't been eating anything the chef cooked apart from breakfast, which was a waste!

"You're mistaken," said Sheng Nanxuan as he turned back to look at the freezers. "Let's buy some beef."

"Sure. Do you want to eat beef?" Gong Mo looked down and started to choose.

Sheng Nanxuan reached into the shopping cart, picked out the cowpea, broke off a bit of it, and then shot it at Fang Yang. Fang Yang was startled from the shot and turned back sharply, sweeping his eagle-eyes at them.

Upon meeting Sheng Nanxuan's gaze, he became terrified. He turned to the chef and said, "Let's go, let's go! Boss is grocery-shopping with Madam and we shouldn't disturb them!"

Gong Mo saw that Fang Yang was gone after she had chosen the beef. She thought over it, puzzled. Perhaps she had really mistaken someone else for him. It was still early when they got home. Sheng Nanxuan took out his tablet and showed Gong Mo the gallery.

Gong Mo watched as photo after photo of clothes flashed by her eyes. Not understanding what he was doing, she asked in confusion, "What's this?"

"I have a friend who knows how to make clothes. These are his designs. Pick two to wear for the wedding."

"Ah?" Gong Mo was stunned. "There's no need for that. Mom and I already bought something from the mall yesterday."

"That's what your mom wanted to buy for you, but this is something I want to give you." Sheng Nanxuan looked at her. "Or are you disdainful of them because they're not properly made or branded?"

"Since when?" Gong Mo wrinkled her nose. "Custom-made clothes are even more expensive."

"Branded goods are the ones that are expensive. Custom-made clothes are cheaper than purchasing from retailers." Sheng Nanxuan extended his arm over the back of the sofa she was sitting on. "But, the quality of my friend's clothes is quite good. They're just as good as the big brands."

"Well…" Gong Mo didn't want to spend his money. In her heart, he still felt like a stranger.

"You don't want Ma to suspect anything, do you?" asked Sheng Nanxuan. "Since when does a man not buy clothes for a woman he's about to marry?"

"Well, I'll choose one, then," said Gong Mo. "We should still save money. Raising a child requires a lot of money."

"Mm."

Gong Mo tried to choose, but found that she liked practically everything. This was too difficult. Sheng Nanxuan observed her expressions of dilemma and smirked. It seemed like he had good taste and picked out the things that she liked. In the end, Gong Mo judged the clothes by their practicality and chose a stylish minimalistic white dress. The dress was form fitting and had lace and embroidery on in which made it look classy. It had greater usability as she could wear it for normal occasions or for gatherings.

"Are you only going to choose one?" asked Sheng Nanxuan.

"One is enough."

"Do you want to choose a red one?" asked Sheng Nanxuan. "We're getting married and it'd look more festive."

Gong Mo hesitated before nodding. "Alright then."

She then chose a red dress similar to the one before. However, this one had a different style. It was made of a flat and smooth material and had a pleasant texture.

"We'll get these two, then," said Sheng Nanxuan. As for the jewelry and shoes, he'd let the designer coordinate for them.