114: 114 Between the two, she made a choice 114: 114 Between the two, she made a choice After a silence of half a minute.

Jiang Xuan spoke, “It’s actually…

it’s a misunderstanding.”

He sounded as if nothing was amiss.

But in reality—

This was the first time in Jiang Xuan’s life that he hesitated while speaking.

He really hadn’t noticed Xu He was there before, thinking that Xia Ye had come with friends.

Jiang Xuan noticed he was still holding the paper holder from the little cake he had just finished eating.

His playful expression became serious in an instant, he lifted the paper holder slightly, and the tone he used was so courteous, a tone not even VIP customers or business tycoons could dream of hearing from him, “I don’t know where you bought this from, it’s very delicious, thank you for the treat.”

With impeccable manners and gentlemanly deportment, Xu He could not find anything else to say, “President Jiang is too kind…”

She waved at her precious child, “Little Tiangao, mom will take you to the changing room, let’s not disturb President Jiang while he is being measured for his suit.”

Xia Ye, without any change in her demeanor, removed her hand holding the measuring tape from his shoulder, “Oh, okay.”

The data on the iPad wasn’t changed; the second measurement was the same as the first one.

Xia Ye participated in the process of measuring Jiang Xuan for his suit, and he actually was quite looking forward to the finished suit.

**

“It’s been years, and my Yourong has grown into a young lady.

Every piece of clothing I bought for you today fits as if it was tailor-made just for you.”

A charming and gentle voice arose from outside the store.

The speaker was no other than Yourong’s biological mother, Xu Qing, who just returned from overseas.

The woman was well-maintained; in her early forties, she looked like a girl in her twenties, with skin whiter than snow and with more mature charm than a young girl.

Her figure was excellent, a full bust and slender waist, which would be extremely alluring to those middle-aged men abroad.

In fact, Yourong had inherited her figure quite well.

In contrast, Xia Ye and Xu He looked taller and more slender.

Xu He and Xu Qing, though sisters by blood and somewhat similar in appearance, had two completely different auras.

The elder sister’s aura was cool and elegant, effortless and poised.

The younger sister was sexy and sultry, albeit a little tacky.

Xu Qing dared to wear bold outfits, dressed in a rose-red dress, her straight legs wrapped in black stockings, and a pair of high heels on her feet.

When Xu He used to dress Yourong, she wore things like long white dresses with crescent shapes, which although had a princess style, were very ethereal and fairy-like.

But today, after shopping with her birth mother all morning, the pair, sharing the same aesthetic, now had bags filled with extravagant multi-layered large gauze dresses.

Yourong was overjoyed with them.

“Mom, I like all the clothes you bought for me so much.”

Xu Qing laughed and glanced at her, covering her mouth, “As long as you know I’m your mom, that’s enough.

Don’t call me that in front of others; your aunt raised you, she would be heartbroken if she heard~”

Yourong affectionately linked arms with her, “There’s no one else around now, is there?

Mom, don’t worry about who raised me, you gave birth to me, you’re my real mom.”

Today, as soon as Xu Qing got off the plane, she took her shopping here.

At first, Yourong felt somewhat estranged from her, but after seeing how generously she bought her lots of clothes, Yourong began to warm up to her.

Xu Qing glanced at the big sign above the clothing store.

“Paris?

They also have authorized stores in Capital City?

This is a major brand worn by many celebrities overseas.”

Xu He often bought Xia Yourong Paris clothing, and Xia Yourong was certainly aware of it, but it was her first time shopping with her birth mother, and she felt she should still restrain herself a bit.

“Mom, the clothes in this store are very expensive, maybe we should skip it today…”

Xu Qing raised an eyebrow, her vanity as obvious as her daughter’s: “Daughter, don’t underestimate your mother.

Paris clothing—I can buy you two or three pieces every month, no big deal.

You are my own flesh and blood, and all my money is saved for you.”

Xia Yourong could feel that Xu Qing was especially enthusiastic and close to her this time, even somewhat ingratiating.

It had never been like this before.

Xia Yourong was quite gratified; it seemed Xu Qing must have heard about her outstanding achievements at school and knew that she was the only one to count on for the future.

“Hey, isn’t this the young miss of the Xia Family?” The sales assistant who spoke had previously visited the Xia Family to deliver a dress and recognized Xia Yourong.

As the assistant welcomed the two into the store, she asked Xia Yourong with a smile, “Why did you come by yourself?

Why didn’t you come with…”

She meant to ask why Xia Yourong hadn’t come with Mrs.

Xia, but before she could finish her sentence, Xia Yourong frowned in displeasure: “What are you talking about?

How could I be here alone?”

The sales assistant became somewhat flustered: “Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean that…”

Xia Yourong twisted her neck slightly: “I hope you’ll be more careful next time,” she said and then, sweetly looping her arm through Xu Qing’s, “Mom, let’s go in.”

The sales assistant’s expression turned a bit strange.

Mom?

Wasn’t her mother supposed to be…

Mrs.

Xia?

Xia Yourong had intentionally called her that way; she just wanted to please Xu Qing.

When Xu Qing was pleased, she naturally treated her better.

“Mom, I think this skirt is so beautiful.”

“Mom, and that one over there too…”

Xia Yourong pointed over, but her words were cut short when she saw Xu He come out of the VIP lounge.

“My dear girl, which one are you talking about?” Following Xia Yourong’s gaze, Xu Qing also saw Xu He.

From a distance, Xu He heard a girl calling out ‘mom’ sweetly and frequently, with a very familiar voice.

When she came out, she saw her eldest daughter, and…

her own sister.

Xia Yourong hadn’t expected Xu He to be there too, and her face changed instantly, the atmosphere turning awkward on the spot.

Since leaving the Xia family villa last time, she and Xu He hadn’t completely made up, and now Xu He heard her calling her aunt ‘mom.’

In the past, she felt that Xu Qing hadn’t been good to her; she gave birth to her and didn’t raise her, and she also knew that Xu Qing didn’t have a good relationship with her sister Xu He.

So, to ensure her own comfortable stay at the Xia household, she often took the initiative to tell Xu He that she only had one mother, forever.

Although Xu He had never demanded this of her, letting Xu He hear her call her aunt ‘mom’ was definitely not ideal.

“Isn’t that my sister?

I was thinking of visiting the Xia family tonight, but I didn’t expect to meet you here,” Xu Qing was the first to break the silence: “Yourong is sensible in calling me ‘mom.’ Sister…

you won’t mind, right?

After all, I am indeed Yourong’s birth mother.”

Xu He smiled gracefully, “Of course not.

When did my sister come back?”

Seeing Xu He being somewhat subdued by Xu Qing’s demeanor, Xia Yourong secretly straightened her back, feeling much less embarrassed.

When she thought about it carefully, there was really nothing to be troubled about.

With the two mothers side by side, Xu Qing, who had been abroad for so many years, obviously had more capability than Xu He, a full-time housewife.

If she had to choose one, of course, she would choose Xu Qing!