Qiao Xinyue walked to the kitchen door and saw the person still busy inside.
She smiled slyly and suddenly called out, "Mom!"
"Oh my!"
Ou Ma was startled and almost dropped the plate in her bowl.
She turned and glared at Qiao Xinyue, annoyed, "You child, you scared me to death."
"Haha, I scared you." Qiao Xinyue laughed playfully, then stepped into the kitchen.
Although Ou Ma was angry, there was a smile in her eyes.
"You still remember to come back, you heartless girl. You're not even married yet! If you were married, you'd forget your old mother."
Qiao Xinyue hugged her arm as if spoiled and leaned her head on her shoulder.
"Mom, what are you talking about? I'm back, aren't I?"
Ou Ma said irritably, "Get away, don't get in the way in the kitchen."
"Okay, I'm going." Qiao Xinyue immediately left the kitchen, saying before she left, "Mom, I want to eat braised pork."
Ou Ma snorted dismissively, "Dream on, I won't make it for you."
Qiao Xinyue knew she was just being tough but soft-hearted, so she didn't take it seriously.
After leaving the kitchen, she went directly to the nursery.
As soon as she opened the door.
She saw Gong Zhi sitting on a chair against the wall, her clothes lifted, with a funnel-shaped device on her chest, buzzing.
The wet nurse stood not far away, watching.
Qiao Xinyue quickly covered her eyes and said flusteredly, "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to. I didn't see anything."
Saying that, she was about to close the door and leave.
Gong Zhi Jing looked at her calmly and said, "It's fine, come in."
What was this to a mother?
She still needed the wet nurse to massage and help with breastfeeding! They were all women, and she could accept it calmly.
To her, this was just an organ for her daughter to drink milk.
When a woman gives birth, she loses her dignity.
During labor, you are almost naked in front of the doctor, and with a natural birth, you might even defecate in public.
Qiao Xinyue felt very embarrassed, not knowing whether to leave or stay.
"I said it's fine, we're all women, come in."
Gong Zhi Jing glanced at the 120 milliliters of breast milk that had been pumped, reached out and turned off the machine, and pulled down her clothes.
As a young lady who hadn't experienced this, Qiao Xinyue was still a little shy, but she still walked in.
"Le You is still sleeping."
Gong Zhi Jing handed the breast pump to the wet nurse and then walked to the baby crib.
Qiao Xinyue also walked over and her eyes instantly lit up when she saw the rosy little baby.
"Wow, how can she be so cute? She's grown so much, so plump."
Gong Zhi Jing spent all her time with Ling Le You every day, so she didn't notice.
But Qiao Xinyue had been away for a while, and at first glance, she felt that Ling Le You had changed a lot.
Ling Le You was still immersed in her dreams, only feeling her soft little face being touched and pinched, disturbing her sweet dream.
Her little eyebrows furrowed, her little mouth pouted, and she grunted unhappily a few times.
Qiao Xinyue dared not touch her anymore, she just stared, wanting to kiss her a few times. Her skin was so fair and tender, like a peeled egg.
With no one disturbing her, Ling Le You snuggled on her little pillow and continued to sleep soundly.
Qiao Xinyue and Gong Zhi Jing left the room together, not wanting to disturb her sleep.
Gong Ye and Ling Yucheng were still sitting on the sofa in the living room.
When Qiao Xinyue saw them, she felt an innate fear and wanted to escape to the kitchen.
Ling Yucheng was unapproachable, emanating coldness, and one look made people stop in their tracks.
Gong Ye, on the other hand, exuded a murderous aura, making people feel like he was about to kill someone at any moment.
"I'll go to the kitchen to see Mom." She said to Gong Zhi Jing and then quickly slipped away.
Gong Zhi Jing smiled helplessly and could only go to the living room herself.
Ling Yucheng glanced at her and put away his laptop.
"Did you have fun today?"
Gong Zhi Jing replied cheerfully, "Yes, very happy."
Ling Yucheng nodded, his face showing no emotion, but in his heart, he thought he would have to ask Li Bowen for some tips later.
Gong Zhi Jing's happiness meant Wen Xuanyuan's happiness, indicating that Li Bowen had prepared well.
Gong Zhi Jing didn't know Ling Yucheng's plan.
She looked at Gong Ye and asked, "Dad, we're going back to the old house in a few days. Are you coming with us?"
Gong Ye nodded, "I'll go. Yucheng has already told me."
He had to prepare a good dowry for his daughter and give her a sense of security.
Before she was recognized, she married into the Ling family with nothing. Fortunately, the Ling family valued her highly.
That was unavoidable then, after all, his daughter had no maternal family. Now that he was back, he naturally wanted to give her the best.
Hearing that Ling Yucheng had already spoken to Gong Ye, Gong Zhi Jing didn't say anything more.
Ling Yucheng said, "Just follow the arrangements, don't worry about anything else."
"Okay then."
Gong Zhi Jing couldn't help but look forward to it.
Wen Xuanyuan was actually right. No girl didn't look forward to her wedding and didn't want to wear a wedding dress and marry in grand style.
Before, when she broke ties with the Xia family, it was as if she had no maternal family, so these were things she dared not hope for and could only envy others.
Now that she had her father and her maternal family, she would have everything a normal girl should have.
As she was thinking, Ling Yucheng handed her a tablet, displaying wedding dresses modeled by models.
Gong Zhi Jing's eyes were full of surprise, and she looked at Ling Yucheng in disbelief.
Ling Yucheng said, "Send me any you like. We'll take wedding photos first."
Gong Zhi Jing eagerly flipped through them, her eyes full of stars.
These were all pure white wedding dresses, designed to be quite extravagant.
They were beautiful, but Gong Zhi Jing felt something was missing.
Seeing that she kept flipping through them without choosing, Ling Yucheng knew she didn't like them and said, "If you don't like them, then choose something else."
Gong Zhi Jing put down the tablet and expressed her thoughts.
"These wedding dresses are gorgeous and dreamlike. They are indeed stunning at first glance, but they lack charm.
I still prefer more traditional ones, the ancient style, the kind with our own phoenix coronet and embroidered robes."
Ling Yucheng nodded, reached out, took the tablet, and began to flip through it.
"I've arranged for people to prepare. Once you choose a few types you roughly like, I'll have someone come to design and customize them."
Ling Yucheng swiped the screen a few times and then handed the tablet back to Gong Zhi Jing.
What met her eyes was a grand red, intertwined with golden embroidery, forming a series of exquisite floral patterns.
Phoenixes spread their wings as if about to fly, the border patterns were smooth and exquisite, exuding an aura of classical elegance and dignity.
The collar overlapped, a sash embroidered with exquisite auspicious clouds was tied at the waist, and the long skirt was magnificent, truly a feast for the eyes.
Gong Zhi Jing fell in love with it at first sight, her eyes shining, "So beautiful."