He had heard his wife say that she only wanted to be with him, so of course those decorations weren't meant for the Xie family.
Could it be that the restaurant was going to be used as a storage space for a shop that sells red silk?
Or was the restaurant being redecorated in bright red?
Xavi didn't understand, and eventually stopped trying to figure it out. He rummaged through a pile of red fabric but couldn't find the one he and Brother An needed, so he had no choice but to give up.
As he walked down from the third floor and passed the first, he thought of checking what his sister was doing at the counter.
But as soon as he peeked out, he saw his sister gently helping a young man wipe his hands!
Looking closely, wasn't that the same young man from the Wang family they met before when his wife took him to rent a shop?
Yes! It was him—Wang Yuehan!
These days, Wang Yuehan would meet with Xavia every three to five days.
Over the past few months, they had gotten quite close.
Now, Xavi stood there with his hand covering his mouth, shocked. He felt like he had discovered something unbelievable!
He didn't know whether to step forward or go back. He had no idea what to do at the moment.
After thinking it over, he decided to quietly back away.
He figured that maybe his sister didn't want to be disturbed, not even by him…
Xavi returned to An Su's room to continue sewing, but he couldn't concentrate.
These days, Jewel usually left the house with her husband in the morning. She would drop him off at the restaurant so he could meet up with his Brother An, then head out to the tea plantation.
Rain or shine, she went there every day. It wasn't clear what exactly kept her so busy…
Jewel thought the seventh sister working at the Yanxi restaurant was very careful and knew how to read, so she often brought her to the tea garden, hoping to train her to take over its operations.
Of course, it was also to free up her own time.
As the boss, she believed she only needed to find the right people, make smart decisions, focus on key skills, and manage things well. She didn't need to handle every little thing herself.
Under Jewel's personal guidance, the seventh sister improved rapidly and had the air of a strong, capable woman in the making.
Today, after finishing her work at the tea plantation, Jewel followed her usual routine and went to the restaurant to pick up her husband so they could go home together.
On the way back, neither of them spoke.
Once home, they entered their room. Jewel finally asked the question she had held in all the way:
"Xavi, what are you thinking about?"
She had noticed him glancing at her several times on the road, as if he had something to say but held it in.
Did something unpleasant happen at the restaurant earlier?
Xavi just couldn't figure out what all the red fabric in the third-floor storage room was for, so he asked directly:
"Wife, why does our restaurant have so many wedding decorations?"
The moment Jewel heard this, her face changed.
"So Xavi saw it?"
Xavi pressed his lips together and slowly nodded.
Jewel hadn't expected her plan to be discovered so early. She was planning to tell him later.
But since he already knew, there was no point in hiding it. After all, she needed his cooperation.
"Well then, try to guess what the red silk is for," she said with a helpless smile, trying to play along.
"Is it stored there for some other business?" he asked quietly.
"No, I bought it myself," Jewel replied, giving him a hint—she wanted to hold a wedding for them.
Xavi looked at her mysterious smile and started to feel uneasy.
Could it be that her business was doing so well that she met someone of higher status… and was planning to marry him?
But she had promised to only be with him!
If she couldn't keep that promise, he would rather she had never made it.
It would hurt more if she said something and couldn't follow through. Better to never give him hope in the first place.
Seeing her husband's small face fall, Jewel's smile froze.
Really? Was it that hard to guess?
Why did her dear husband look so sad?
Afraid he might get the wrong idea, she quickly decided to explain.
Jewel walked over and knelt down beside the chair he was sitting on. She gently hugged him from behind and looked down at his face.
With a bright smile, she leaned in and whispered near his ear:
"Sweetheart, don't you think maybe those things are for us to use together?"
Xavi blinked in surprise, not quite believing what he just heard.
Then he quickly looked up and asked again:
"What did you say, wife?"
What did she mean by "for us to use"?
Hadn't they already gotten married?
"We need a proper wedding to make it feel complete," she said. "Before, I made you feel wronged. But now that we're doing better, I want to make it up to you."
Jewel gently patted his head and looked at him with deep affection.
Xavi's big eyes shimmered with tears.
He remembered the day they got married, how he had to walk to the Xie family's home alone. People in the village gossiped behind his back.
They said his life was over. That he would end up as a widow no one would care about. That someone like him, brought in just to chase away bad luck, would only bring misfortune and should be avoided.
He had to keep walking without turning back, pretending not to hear, even though their voices weren't as quiet as they thought.
He wasn't made of stone. Hearing those things had hurt him for days.
Jewel saw her husband laughing and crying at the same time, and her heart ached.
She stood up, wanting to hug him, but before she could, he threw himself into her warm embrace.
She gently ran her fingers through his hair, holding him close.
"Xavi, let's start getting everything ready for the wedding in a few days."
She had been working non-stop lately, just so she could free up time to prepare the ceremony with him.
"Mm~" he nodded sweetly, wrapping his arms even tighter around her waist.
He didn't want to reject anything from his wife.
And from now on, he would be really, really good to her too. He wanted to be the person who cared about her the most.
Jewel planned the wedding for the seventh day of the tenth lunar month.
It would be autumn by then—not too hot or cold—and just about a month from now.