Chapter 89 If You Could Be Happier
Walking on the street in deep winter, Jiang Ning was wearing quite thick clothes. She hadn't worn this gray and white plaid coat with a fur collar for several years. When she turned it out and put it on, it was still quite warm.

Her hair was scattered and flowing, with many curls lying on her furry collar, swaying as she walked.

The entire street is sparsely populated, with dead branches and leaves scattered on the red checkered bricks.

Jiang Ning walked calmly, her temperament complementing the street, both of them had that coolness that made people feel cool.

"Premium Grey" looked up at the sign of the clothing store, then lowered her head, feeling a little sad.

I was too busy with the New Year's Eve party to come here, so I had to send all the data of Chen Yuan's shoulder width, waist circumference, trouser length, etc. to Sister Lan. She would make some minor alterations to the suitable suit in the store. It wouldn't take much effort, so he could wear it during the host selection in the afternoon.

She didn't want Chen Yuan to go on stage in a hurry without looking handsome enough.

Little boys are always competitive, right? If they can't compete with others, they might be sad.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ning pushed open the glass door of the clothing store and stopped at the wool carpet at the door.

The coat she wore today was also one she had taken from Sister Lan two years ago, but she had rarely worn it. Now that she had taken it out of the closet and put it on, she found that she was not much fatter than she was two years ago.

There is no feeling of tightness around the waist.

This is good news.

"Ningning? You're here!"

As soon as I entered the door, the woman at the front desk who was trimming labels with a pair of small scissors raised her face. She looked extremely happy, although her figure was completely blocked by the sundries piled on the counter.

But when she stood on tiptoe and waved her hands, Jiang Ning could see Xiaolan's iconic smooth forehead.

"Yes, come and get your clothes."

"I made it last night. Oh, you even remembered to wear the clothes I made for you. Ningning, you are always so thoughtful..." Xiaolan smiled and walked over to hold her hand affectionately. "You are not like Yaoyao. Last time I sent her a message to ask her to try on clothes, and she complained that the styles in the store were ugly."

"She speaks her mind." Jiang Ning smiled gently with her lips pursed.

This custom clothing store, located in the most remote corner of the southern city of Lanjing, is where the two sisters come into contact more often.

The store manager, Alan, is also their mutual friend.

We often had barbecue and hotpot together on the terrace on the second floor.

When Jiang Yao first came to Lanjing, she was most afraid to go out. Only in a few special places could she feel not afraid and the atmosphere was very relaxed.

This clothing store is one of them.

"By the way, who is this suit made for? Your boyfriend?"

Alan took over the unpacked box. The lapels of his suit were ironed straight, the folded corners were as sharp as a knife blade, and the pure black color showed a unique sense of heaviness.

The pure white shirt and tie lay diagonally in the box, also revealing the seriousness that only men can have.

Jiang Ning reached out her hand and touched the delicate material. She was fascinated for a moment and seemed not to hear Alan's question. Countless emotions suddenly emerged in her eyes, but her expression was a little sad.

After a while, he recovered and said, "I won't tell you."

"That's what I guessed."

"You can say whatever you want, anyway, I'll pack it up now and send it to the owner."

"Good good."

Alan hugged the box and went to the front desk to pick up a pair of scissors. With his other hand, he picked up the dozen or so bottles of perfume in the bamboo basket and asked, "Do you still want to spray perfume?"

Jiang Ning tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Spray it."

"Which flavor?"

“The usual woody scent will do.”

"Then add a little bit."

Alan picked up the perfume bottle, cut the black ribbon, tied the low-key gift box, and stuffed it into Jiang Ning's arms.

"Come to my store more often if you have the chance. My clerk has asked for leave recently and I'm almost bored to death by myself."

"If I have the chance, I will definitely come."

Jiang Ning waved her hand and walked to the door. She turned around, took one look, and walked out.

On the day she leaves Lanjing, she will probably say goodbye to all her friends here. All good things must come to an end. Although Jiang Ning is reluctant to leave this literary city and the things she has experienced here, at least she has left behind some memories.

Maybe in a few years...

In a few years, she will be a woman in her thirties, and she will no longer have the feeling of a girl. She should come here wearing flat shoes and a plain skirt, and then everything will be relieved.

If the shop still existed, she might be able to talk to her friends over a cup of tea about why she left.

If that day really comes, maybe Chen Yuan and his sister will get married and even have children.

Imagine her holding her niece or nephew and teasing him/her with toys... The child born by my sister will definitely be very beautiful, with big blinking eyes, and very cute.

And Chen Yuan became his brother-in-law, so he might never know that Jiang Yao was pretending to be his girlfriend and dating her.

This will become a secret that can never be told in a lifetime, buried forever.

Jiang Ning put the box aside, sat in the driver's seat of the Porsche, started the engine, turned the steering wheel, clicked the contact button on the screen, and called her sister.

I cried a lot last night, and unexpectedly my cold was cured. Now I don’t have a stuffy nose anymore.

Different people display different states when they are sad and in pain.

If Jiang Yao was depressed and sad.

Jiang Ning was traumatized, and after thinking about it carefully, she became extra gentle. All her jealousy and possessiveness disappeared, replaced by sincere blessings. She hoped that Chen Yuan and his sister could have a beautiful future, just like the marriage she longed for.

They live in harmony with each other, support each other, are busy with the daily necessities of life, and try hard to find small romance in the ordinary life.

She watched quietly, and as always, she would gently stroke her sister's hair no matter what happened.

Jiang Yao, you always told your sister that you were looking forward to a special boy appearing who would love you with all his heart and you would also respond to him with the warmest feelings.

Now that he appears, you must cherish him.

……

beep--

beep--

The call is connected.

Jiang Yao's inquiring voice came over.

"Hey, sister."

"Yaoyao, I got the suit. I'm not going to school today. If you are free, please deliver the suit to Chen Yuan."

"What suit?"

"There will be a host competition this afternoon, and Chen Yuan will be giving a speech. I was originally going to attend and sit in the audience, so why don't you go?"

"Eh!? Is this really possible?"

Jiang Yao's voice sounded extremely surprised and shocked. She didn't expect her sister to say that.

"Of course, but you have to act well and don't get discovered."

"Of course! I'm really good at pretending to be a sister."

"Okay, you didn't get up when I heard you. Come here quickly, you lazy bum." Jiang Ning forced a smile and scolded.

Then, the phone hung up.

Jiang Ning's expression instantly became lonely. The day she signed up Chen Yuan to be the host, she actually began to look forward to the moment when he put on a suit and gave a speech in front of the students.

But, I didn't have the chance to see it.

It might not be a bad idea to let her sister come instead of her.

During the limited time she stays in Lanjing, she has an obligation to help her sister more.

Who made her dote on Yaoyao since she was a child...

(End of this chapter)