"Auntie Fan, this is Longjing tea I specially brought back from West Lake."
Luo Ye had bought some West Lake Longjing to show filial respect to Fan Xinya.
The latter smiled and said, "Oh my, Xiao Ye, that was thoughtful of you... But isn't West Lake in Hangzhou?"
"Listen to this mouth of mine, I misspoke. This is Longjing tea I specially brought back from the capital."
"I see..."
Fan Xinya looked at the tea packaging and discovered that its place of origin was written as West Lake, Hangzhou.
Well, Longjing imported from Hangzhou, sold in the capital, bought by Luo Ye, and then brought back to Hangzhou as a gift.
How should she put it... If the tea had consciousness, it would definitely find its life rather extraordinary.
"Xiao Ye, I printed out your engagement photos. Help me see which album looks best."
Fan Xinya handed her phone to Luo Ye. On it were several photo albums she had selected.
Hmm?
A sixty-centimeter-long photo album?
Luo Ye immediately asked in surprise, "Auntie Fan, you're not planning to hang such a huge album in the living room, are you?"
"Hahaha, Xiao Ye, you're so smart. I always felt like the living room wall was missing something. If your photos could hang there, it would be perfect."
"I don't want that," Su Baizhou quietly protested from the side.
If it were the home she shared with Luo Ye, it would be somewhat reasonable.
But this was the home she shared with her mother.
In other words, most of the people who came here would be her mother's guests, not hers.
She was already an adult. If someone walked in and immediately saw a high-definition portrait of her hanging in the house, it would be rather embarrassing.
People who didn't know better