The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory
Chapter 93 Shy Problem (1)

Chapter 93: Chapter 93 Shy Problem (1)

Mia Ginger took a bath.

When she came out, the hot cola was already on the table.

She wore a loose, big-necked, thin T-shirt, stood a step away, stared at the steaming cola, lowered her eyes and smiled slightly.

She drank it all in one go.

Her whole body suddenly warmed up.

——

In the evening.

The rain stopped and the wind calmed, the splendid sunset dyed the horizon red.

Mia Ginger stood on the balcony for a long time, and there was a gentle knock on the door outside.

"Come in."

She turned and went back to the room.

"Second Miss." Sage stepped cautiously through the door and said softly, "Sir is back, dinner will be in ten minutes."

"I know." Mia Ginger nodded in response.

She changed clothes and went downstairs.

Aiden Jiang and the others were already seated in the dining room, dinner hadn’t been served yet, he was flipping through two pages of the evening paper, and when he looked up, he saw Mia Ginger who had already walked nearby.

Mia Ginger wore a white sleeveless dress, her short hair was fluffy and soft, making her small face appear even more delicate, pure and clean, like moonlight.

Her face was fair, and her dark, bright eyes were particularly endearing.

Thinking of the grievances she had suffered recently, Aiden Jiang put down the newspaper with a smile and asked warmly, "Have you taken care of everything with your foster mother?"

"Yes, thank you for your concern, Dad."

"That’s good." Aiden Jiang nodded, continuing, "And the house over there was also vacated, don’t go there unless necessary. In half a month, school starts, it’s a brand new beginning, focus on your studies for now, education is most important, you’re only twenty, and an exciting life is just starting."

"I understand." Mia Ginger sat sideways on the chair.

Her movements were elegant, with a slight smile, looking very proper, like a lady.

Seeing that she wasn’t as resentful and sharp as he had imagined, Aiden Jiang’s heart, which had been on edge for several days, finally relaxed, and he looked very satisfied.

Charlotte Chester called the kitchen to serve dinner.

She glanced at Mia Ginger with a neutral expression, then turned her head and smiled as she urged Bob Ginger to eat.

Bob Ginger sat to the left of Mia, and next was Zuri Ginger, who found it hard to enjoy her meal, always frowning darkly and handsomely.

Zuri Ginger was even less pleased.

Initially, she heard that Mia Ginger had fallen out with the Jackson Family and might not return in the future, and she couldn’t have been happier!

Who knew—

That happiness lasted only three days?!

Especially since Aiden Jiang was even nicer to her than before!

Zuri Ginger’s hand holding the chopsticks was a bit stiff when she heard Aiden Jiang speak again: "It’s only ten days until your birthdays, tomorrow I’ll have your mom hire a dance teacher to come and give you some pointers, it doesn’t matter if you can’t dance well, understanding a bit is enough, take it slow in the future."

Mia Ginger responded, "Yes."

Aiden Jiang looked at Zuri Ginger again and said warmly, "When you have time, you can also accompany Mia to practice dancing. After all, as the older sister, you should act like one."

"I understand, Dad." Zuri Ginger said quickly.

With Aiden Jiang’s busy work schedule, the Ginger Family didn’t have strict rules about silence during meals or rest, and many trivial matters were directly addressed at the dinner table.

Thus——

A few minutes later, Zuri heard him say again, "The recent incident was a bit stirred up, Old Master Jackson is still holding a grudge, but he actually likes you quite a bit, you can visit when you’re free. As for the engagement..."

Aiden Jiang paused slightly and said sternly to Mia, "To be blunt, the old man is getting on in years and can’t manage these things for much longer. But as long as he’s around, no one in the Jackson Family would dare to go against him. If you really like Koa, make amends next time, say a few nice words to Uncle Jackson, it’s not an absolute matter."