"Xixi."
His gentle voice made Tong Xi feel like she was dreaming. After a brief daze, she remembered why she was here today, and smiled at him: "Tan Qing."
"Pretty..."
Tan Qing forcibly swallowed the word "compatible," not really knowing why himself.
Mrs. Tan heard the car and had already come to the door. Seeing the two of them coming close together, she carefully examined Tong Xi, her eyes filled with a satisfied smile, she proactively reached for Tong Xi's hand: "Xixi, may I call you that?"
"Of course, Auntie." Tong Xi quickly squeezed out a smile.
Tan Qing's father was also quite pleased with her, showing no airs, and a huge weight quietly fell from Tong Xi's heart.
Her family's situation was similar to Wen Nuan's, if truly discussed in terms of matching social status, she indeed was marrying into a better family with the Tan Family, not fully matching. Luckily, Tan Qing's parents no longer used that standard to choose a daughter-in-law.
