The days trickled by harmoniously without much drastic change in her life. Soon, Zhao Lifei found herself moderately healed enough to do more than just simply walking around the mansion. Her wounds were beginning to close and because she had been religiously applying the ointment given by Yang Feng, there seemed to be little to no scarring left behind.
The banquet was quickly approaching with less than seven days remaining, so Zhao Lifei decided it would be about time to shop for a dress to wear.
Her grandfather had strictly sent her to Imperial Star Mall to show the Ling family some face. It was also because the service they directed towards her was always filled with the utmost respect, for no one dared to offend the granddaughter of Zhao Moyao, who was not only a business mogul but also owned a large fraction of shares and stocks in the mall.
