"Aunt, try it on! With this scarf, you'll look gorgeous." Su Xi picked out a light purple silk scarf—it matched Aunt's dress perfectly.
"Thank you, Xiaoxi."
Jiang Wanru looked at the box filled with scarves, each one especially beautiful. It was obvious they'd been carefully chosen.
"Aunt, saying thank you makes us seem distant." Su Xi took the initiative to wrap the scarf around her, then said with satisfaction, "Aunt looks good in anything."
Compared to her own mom, Su Xi felt her mother looked like someone very educated, while Aunt was like the matriarch of an old family—noble, elegant, and with a strong presence.
"It's the scarf Xiaoxi bought that's beautiful." Jiang Wanru gazed at Su Xi. Through her, it was as if she saw her daughter who had passed away young. If her daughter had grown up healthy, would she be as thoughtful as Xiaoxi?
"Xiaoxi is here." Fang Manyin handed a cup of tea to Su Xi, greeting her: "Are your parents doing alright?"
