The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

Chapter 192 Give You the Best

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Xia Yang's mind raced. Why had his grandmother asked him for an autographed photo? Did she know something? Was he about to take this opportunity to confess?

"Isn't he your neighbor? Your Aunt Lin has seen him at your house. You two are friends, right? It shouldn't be difficult to get an autographed photo for grandma, right? Your Aunt Lin has them all, and she treasures them so much that she won't let me even take a look at them. She's guarding against me like a thief." The old lady said this and complained to Xia Yang.

"It's not that I don't want you to see it, I'm just afraid that after you take a look, you'll say it's yours." Aunt Lin said slowly, dragging her voice. The old lady snorted guiltily.

"You can ask him for it yourself." Xia Yang took a small spoonful of the dessert and tasted it. It tasted good, and his mood was very good. He took a few more bites.

The old lady and Aunt Lin looked at each other, and then smiled more gently: "What do you mean, Xiaoguai?"

"When I'm in a better mood, I'll invite him home for dinner. Just tell him how much you want." Xia Yang said and went upstairs.

The old lady slapped her thigh excitedly and made faces at Aunt Lin.

New Year's Eve was just two days away. Old Man Yu and Old Lady Yu were both incredibly busy. Although they were in a foreign country, they still celebrated according to custom. Everything was done as they had done in previous years, preparing New Year's goods and decorating the manor. The only difference was that this place was so much bigger. There was so much to prepare. Although they weren't familiar with the servants, they were all very helpful and efficient.

Everyone was bustling with activity preparing for the Lunar New Year. Yu Chi was also ordered to stay home and do manual labor, not allowed to go out. Grandpa was still being ordered by Grandma to write Spring Festival couplets. The only difference was that this year, there were more to write. Le An was even more excited. He hung the red clothes that the old lady had given him for the Lunar New Year by the head of his bed, and he ran to his bedroom to look at them countless times throughout the day.

Only Xia Yang was still the same as always. He would read a book and bask in the sun every day. The old lady didn't want him to work, so she just let him sit by and watch others work when he was not busy, so that he could feel a sense of participation.

The closer it got to New Year's Eve, the more uneasy Xia Yang felt. It was not because the award ceremony was approaching, but because she would soon meet Fu Xiuyan.

However, Fu Xiuyan ultimately abandoned his original plan and set off early on New Year's Eve. He'd been working non-stop these past few days, his schedule squeezed to the limit. But filming would wrap up in the afternoon, so he planned to fly over as soon as it was finished, arriving just in time for Xia Yang's awards ceremony.

Xia Yang didn't seem to mind this, but Fu Xiuyan was upset for a long time. He complained to Xia Yang about the director every day.

"Does Director Li know that you have such a big opinion about him behind his back?" Xia Yang was flipping through a book while chatting with Fu Xiuyan on video.

"I have an even stronger opinion of him in front of him," Fu Xiuyan said nonchalantly.

"My parents said they won't go." Fu Xiuyan said again.

"Yeah. Mommy goes on the Spring Festival Gala every year. Daddy accompanies her, and after it's over, she and Daddy get to spend some quality time together."

"Was it like this before?"

"Not every year. After all, my grandparents are here. They go out alone about every other year. This time, everyone is not in the country, which gives them an excuse." Xia Yang has long been accustomed to it.

"I'll spend New Year's Eve with you this year."

Xia Yang paused as he turned the pages of the book, then smiled and said, "Why? Do you think I'm sad?"

Fu Xiuyan said nothing.

Xia Yang continued, "When I was a kid, they would take me with them. Later, I was too lazy to bother with them. I would rather eat, drink, sleep, and play with my cousin in the old house. I didn't want to follow them anymore."

"Oh."

"I might already be waiting when you arrive tomorrow and won't be able to pick you up. Should I ask Le An to greet you at the door?"

"No need. Have him follow you. He can get you a teacup or something. I'm the dignified head of the Ying family, can't I get a ticket?" Fu Xiuyan said arrogantly. Tickets were indeed hard to come by. Those invited were all top scientists with international scientific contributions, as well as the media.

But he was right. The Ying family was even more important than the Chengyan Group. Chengyan was a giant in the business world. But the Ying family, these two words, represented more than just the business world; it represented a family respected by the political world.

"Alright. Our Mr. Fu is amazing. I was just worrying too much."

"Which outfit should I wear tomorrow?"

When Xia Yang heard what he said, she simply closed the book and began to complain: "When I came here, this cloakroom was already full, piled with clothes, shoes, and accessories in my size. I can just pick up an outfit and wear it tomorrow. And you asked Manager Zhang to prepare more. Are you crazy?"

This morning, Zhang, the housekeeper, pushed a pile of clothes and brought a designer with him to let Xia Yang choose clothes and accessories to wear tomorrow. All of them were handmade by a famous local designer that Fu Xiuyan asked him to find.

"Tomorrow will be different. My Xia Xia is going to receive an award tomorrow, so of course I have to dress up nicely."

"How did you manage to get a designer to create so many sets of clothes in such a short time?" This kind of designer is difficult to hire. Although it is simple for Fu Xiuyan, designing and making it always takes time. How can it be so fast?

"I have a few sets that I asked him to make before. You just happened to need them this time, and I was worried they wouldn't be enough, so I asked him to bring some of his previous designs and modify them based on your body shape."

"Why did you buy me so many clothes? To dress up a doll?"

"I just want to give you the best."

This one sentence left Xia Yang speechless.

The next day, eight hours before the award ceremony, Xia Yang suddenly received a call from the principal: "Professor Xia, I'm afraid there will be some changes to today's award."