Chapter 135   – Pretty Flower For A Pretty Woman (1)

After she had gotten home from work, Yan Shuyu immediately shared the good news of having a fancy free lunch tomorrow with her son and got a cheer from him. Then, the next morning, she was woken up by her impatient son.

Zhang Yuanbao had inherited his mom’s personality of wanting to look good. That was not usually obvious until it was an important day like today. As soon as the little kiddo had woken up, he sat on the bed, troubled, and asked, “What should I wear today?”Yan Shuyu took a look at the time. It was already 8:50 AM. Even though it was the weekend, considering that her son has always been going to bed early and waking up early, it was plenty thoughtful of him to wait until this hour to wake her up. She rubbed her eyes and sat up. Without thinking, she said, “How about that new yellow sweater? Plus jeans and little boots? You will look handsome.”

She hasn’t gone shopping recently, but the weather has been getting colder and Zhang Yuanjia could no longer fit into his clothes from a year ago. She has been buying him clothes from the internet. Her instant son was delicate and handsome, so as long as she bought the correct size, everything looked good on him.

Hearing his mom’s suggestion, the little kiddo, being a man of action, immediately climbed off the bed and pitter pattered over to the closet in his slippers.

Ever since Yan Shuyu had learned to fold clothes, she had been putting the little kiddo’s clothes in the bottom drawers. That way he would be able to pull out his own clothes.

Zhang Yuanjia was quite used to doing this by now. Without messing up the clothes in the drawers, he quickly retrieved the sweater and jeans. They were both new. But in consideration that kids’ skins were delicate and wanting to make sure the clothes would feel comfortable on him, Yan Shuyu had already prewashed and air dried them. Now the clothes have the scents of laundry detergent and sun.Seeing that the little kiddo laid his clothes out on the bed, Yan Shuyu nodded with approval. “This yellow would make you look even whiter. It’d look good on you. So that’s set.”

Zhang Yuanjia wasn’t unhappy about his new clothes, and he was never one who cared too much about materialistic goods. But this time he was a bit hesitant and asked, “Mom, do you think Xiao Yi would come in suit and tie?”

Yan Shuyu thought about it for a bit and felt that there was a good likelihood of that. The little male lead had always come to the shop in a formal suit and looking lofty. She nodded. “Probably.”

This was the first time the little boy felt a bit lack of confidence. “Then is this appropriate for Yuanbao?”

“Of course. You two have different styles. Once we get to the musical institution this afternoon, you will be the most handsome little boy,” praised Yan Shuyu shamelessly. Seeing that the little kiddo still wasn’t too convinced after she was done, she leaned in and whispered into his ears, “Let me tell you something. Zhou Yi and his dad always wear matching father-son outfits. We can have mother-son outfits today too. We can instakill them with our looks.”

Zhang Yuanjia recalled that Uncle Zhou was also always wearing a suit, indeed the same style as his little buddy Zhou Yi, and sorta got what his mom meant by father-son outfits. But then, another question popped up into his mind. “Mom, do we have mother-son outfits?”

“Of course we do,” said Yan Shuyu as she excitedly went over to the closet and pulled out her pink sweater. She bought this one last time she went shopping. The original owner probably felt that she needed to look sweet-tempered and gentle, so the closet was chalked full of marriageable-style clothes. As much as she was pretty and looked good in anything, Yan Shuyu still wanted to try out different styles over time.

But as she was poor, she hadn’t bought too much clothes recently. So this was her only sweater for the time being.

Even though they were different in colors, their style looked similar enough. Yan Shuyu placed her pink sweater next to her son’s yellow one and forced a, “Look, this is our mother-son outfits~”

Zhang Yuanjia cocked his head and questioned life. “Mom?”

“Don’t worry. Mommy has jeans too.” There were three or four pairs of jeans in the closet. Yan Shuyu pulled out the one with the shade closest to Zhang Yuanjia’s and placed them next to each other. Zhang Yuanjia was either convinced or resigned, he finally accepted the mother-son outfits setting and they both started changing.