Chapter 351: You Are Someone With Status

Chapter 351: You Are Someone With Status
Translator: End Less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
She was wearing a long red coat today, giving her face a rosy blush. Coupled with the redness of her lips from the spicy food, Serenity was looking delicately beautiful tonight.
He couldn’t help but give her a light peck on the lips. Serenity’s face turned redder, making her look more dazzling than a pomegranate flower.
Many couples came to this place so their display of affection was not an outlier.
Serenity held the hot milk tea in her hands, her face still slightly hot. “We’re in public right now and you’re someone with a reputation to maintain.”
Gabriel patted her head and held her hand as they left the food street. They were heading over to the Jones’s main residence tomorrow so they decided to call it a night and return to South Bay.
Since the smell of food still lingered on their clothes, Gabriel took a shower first while Serenity picked out her clothes for tomorrow.
When she moved into South Bay, she had only brought a few pieces of clothing with her. The rest of what she could wear had been prepared by Gabriel after. The clothes he bought her were of the latest fashion trends – the tags on some of them had not even been removed yet.
Done with his shower, Gabriel stepped into the room to find Serenity holding out clothes in front of the mirror. “There’s no need to go through so much trouble to dress up. Just wear what you usually wear.”
“How can 1 do that? I have to leave a good impression on my parents-in-law tomorrow. That way, they have one less reason to pick on me.”
Serenity continued to browse through the clothes in the wardrobe. But she soon found her head about to explode from having too many choices. Yet, she also felt that none were formal enough for the occasion.
Gabriel picked up the clothes strewn on the bed as well as those still in her hand before hanging them back into the wardrobe. Then, he turned Serenity around and led her into the bathroom. “It’s eleven at night. Hurry up and shower so that we can go to sleep. You still have to wake up early tomorrow.”
That was when Serenity realized how late it was and heeded Gabriel’s advice. But throughout her shower and even after getting out, she was still thinking of what clothes to wear tomorrow. Gabriel could tell just from looking at her so he reached out and dragged her onto the bed.
Uneasy that she still hadn’t picked out an outfit, Serenity wanted to get back up but was tightly held back by his arms. She softly said, “1 haven’t… Oh…”
The rest of her words couldn’t leave her mouth as Gabriel sealed his lips against hers. They had just brushed their teeth with the same toothpaste so their kiss tasted of fresh mint.
After the kiss ended, Serenity lay weakly in his arms, completely forgetting about her outfit.
Gabriel’s biological clock had always been set to seven o’clock so when he woke up, Serenity was still asleep. It was still early anyway, so he lay down with her for a while.
After half an hour, Serenity woke up as well. That was Gabriel’s cue to get dressed and wash up before going downstairs.
He thought Serenity was going to rack her brains over what to wear again, so he decided to wait patiently for her. However, Mrs. Winstead was just serving breakfast when Serenity came downstairs.
The moment he heard her footsteps coming down the steps, he turned around and looked in her direction gently.
She was wearing a long orange shirt under a wine-red windbreaker paired with black pencil pants and a pair of thick boots. The makeup on her face was light while her silky soft hair draped elegantly over her shoulders. As always, his wife looked nothing short of beautiful.
Her outfit wasn’t too grand or revealing. Instead, it was quiet luxury, exuding the gentle and elegant temperament of a young lady from a noble family.
Knowing his parents, he rated Serenity’s outfit with ninety points. The remaining ten points were subjected to their mood for the day.
Serenity stood before Gabriel, looking at him expectantly.. “What do you think? Will Mom and Dad like it?”