A reborn mother longs for her daughter's happiness.

Chapter 280 Old Cui's Deep Affection

Chapter 280 Old Cui's Deep Affection

Old Cui stared at Xiao Liu's departing figure, unable to come back to his senses for a long time. It wasn't until his parents' voices sounded behind him that he was pulled back to reality from that brief but beautiful memory.

“Son, this girl looks pretty good. How did you two meet?” Old Cui’s father spoke first, breaking the slightly dull atmosphere in the room.

Old Cui slowly turned around, a smile unconsciously spreading across his face, as if he had endless tenderness to express whenever he mentioned Xiao Liu. "Dad, Mom, you two really have good taste. Her name is Xiao Liu, and she's an exceptionally charming woman."

Old Cui's mother, full of curiosity, pulled Old Cui to sit down on the sofa. "Tell Mom, what does she do for a living?"

Old Cui adjusted his posture and said earnestly, "She now runs a handicraft shop, full of little trinkets she makes herself, they're so exquisite. Every time I pass by that shop, I can't help but go in and take a look."

"A handicraft shop? That sounds interesting. Does she run it all by herself?" Old Cui's father pushed up his glasses and asked with great interest.

"Yes, she single-handedly runs the shop very well with just a few employees. Don't let the small size fool you, the business is booming." Old Cui's eyes were full of admiration.

Just then, Old Cui's mother suddenly remembered something and asked in confusion, "By the way, I think I just saw her with a young man. Who is he to her?"

Old Cui smiled, a hint of relief in his voice, "That's her daughter, Xiao Xuan. Xiao Xuan is very outstanding; she just married a young British man named Jack."

"Daughter?" Old Cui's mother raised her voice in surprise. "She looks so young, she doesn't look like someone who has a married daughter at all."

Old Cui smiled helplessly and patiently explained, "Mom, she had a failed marriage before. After the divorce, she went to England for a while, and then opened this handicraft shop when she came back."

Old Cui's father frowned and asked, "What was she doing in England?"

Old Cui shook his head. "I don't know the specifics, but I do know that she spent some time there reflecting on her experiences. When she came back, she was like a different person—stronger and more energetic."

Old Cui's mother sighed softly, "Sigh, this girl has had a tough time. But how do you know so much about her situation?"

Old Cui's face flushed slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly said, "Actually... when we were in school, I was her senior. I had a crush on her back then, and all these years later, this feeling has not faded but has only grown deeper."

Old Cui's father raised an eyebrow and teased, "Oh, so you have this story behind you. Why haven't you taken any action all these years?"

Old Cui scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "I was young and timid back then, and I didn't dare to confess my feelings. Later, she got married, so I could only keep these feelings to myself. Who knew that after so many years, we would meet again?"

Old Cui's mother held his hand and said earnestly, "Son, since you've met again, it must be fate. I think this girl is nice. If you really like her, be brave and pursue her."

Old Cui nodded vigorously. "Mom, I know. Actually, I've been keeping an eye on her all these years. After her divorce, I felt both heartbroken and relieved. Heartbroken for the bad things she went through, and relieved that I finally had a chance."

Old Cui's father took a sip of tea and said slowly, "When it comes to matters of the heart, it's up to you two. But you're not getting any younger, it's time to think about your marriage. Since you've chosen her, you should treat her well."

“Dad, don’t worry, I will definitely treat her well. I’ve worked hard and accumulated wealth over the years, hoping that one day I can stand by her side and be her support. Now, I feel the time is right.” Old Cui’s eyes were full of determination.

Old Cui's mother smiled and said, "Hearing you say that, I feel relieved. However, you two will definitely face some problems if you get together, such as her daughter and her past experiences. You need to think about these things carefully."

Old Cui said earnestly, "Mom, I've thought about all of this. Xiao Xuan is very sensible, and I'm willing to treat her like my own daughter. As for Xiao Liu's past, I don't care; I love her as she is now."

Old Cui's father patted Old Cui on the shoulder, "Good, son, you've got guts. But when you're pursuing a girl, you can't just talk the talk, you have to walk the walk."

Old Cui smiled and said, "Dad, just you wait and see. I've already made up my mind. I'll go to her shop tomorrow and ask her out for dinner."

Old Cui's mother hurriedly instructed, "When you ask someone out for dinner for the first time, you have to find a nice place. Don't be too stingy, but don't be too extravagant either. You need to make the girl feel that you've put your heart into it."

“Mom, I know. I plan to take her to her favorite Western restaurant, where we have many memories.” Old Cui’s eyes gleamed with anticipation.

Old Cui's father asked curiously, "You two used to go to Western restaurants together? I've never heard you mention that before."

Old Cui smiled a little embarrassedly, "Back then, I went there as a senior student, and I didn't dare to think too much about it. Later, she got married, and I hid all these memories away. I never thought I would be able to use them again now."

Old Cui's mother sighed, "Fate is truly a wondrous thing. After all these years of twists and turns, you've finally come together. I hope you cherish each other."

Old Cui nodded emphatically. "Mom, I will. Actually, I haven't been in a relationship for so many years because I can't let go of her. Now that she's single, I don't want to miss this opportunity."

Old Cui's father said thoughtfully, "You can't force matters of the heart, but you can't give up easily either. Since you like her, you should try your best to win her over. However, in the process, you should also respect her thoughts and feelings."

“Dad, I understand. I won’t put pressure on her. I’ll take it one step at a time and let her gradually accept me.” Old Cui’s tone was full of patience.

Old Cui's mother suddenly remembered something and asked, "Does she know that you like her?"

Old Cui shook his head. "She knows, and she accepts my confession."

Old Cui's father smiled and said, "Son, you're too perceptive. But when it comes to matters of the heart, sometimes you have to take the initiative. You can find a suitable time to tell her what's on your mind."

Old Cui took a deep breath. "Yes, I'll find an opportunity. Actually, when I saw her today, my heart almost raced out of control. After all these years, she's still so beautiful and has such a great presence."

Old Cui's mother joked, "Look at you, so useless. After so many years of experience in the business world, why do you panic as soon as she's mentioned?"

Old Cui smiled sheepishly, "Mom, please don't make fun of me. In front of her, I always feel like I'm still that naive young man I used to be."

Old Cui's father took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Feelings can make a person softer, and they can also make a person braver. Since you've made up your mind about her, go for it boldly. Dad supports you."

"Thank you, Dad, Mom. With your support, I have even more confidence," Old Cui said gratefully to his parents.

Old Cui's mother held his hand and said earnestly, "Son, I hope you can find your own happiness. Xiao Liu is a good girl. If you two can be together, you must be tolerant and understanding of each other."

"Mom, I remember. I will try my best to make her happy." Old Cui's eyes were full of determination.

Old Cui's father glanced at the time, stood up, and said, "Alright, it's getting late. You should get some rest. You have to ask that girl out tomorrow."

Old Cui also stood up. "Dad, Mom, you should get some rest too."

Back in his room, Old Cui lay on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep. His mind was filled with images of Xiao Liu, wondering how to ask her out for dinner the next day and what to talk about. Before he knew it, dawn was breaking, and Old Cui finally drifted off to sleep, filled with anticipation and nervousness. In his dream, he and Xiao Liu were holding hands, strolling in the sunset, their faces beaming with happiness.