A group of makeup artists and stylists surrounded Su Wan, afraid that something might go wrong.
After all, this was the wedding of the heir of the Siswell family. It could be considered a grand event. If something went wrong, which one of them would be able to bear the responsibility?!
The female makeup artist took out a compact and carefully pat Su Wan's face. Then, she picked up her lipstick and carefully applied it on Su Wan's moist lips.
Seeing that Su Wan couldn't lift her spirits and allowed them to put on their makeup without saying a word, everyone felt a little strange.
"Miss Su, today is your wedding with Young Master Fiennes. You mustn't look like you haven't woken up. Otherwise, young master Fiennes will vent his anger on us."
Although Su Wan was indeed very beautiful, who wouldn't feel worried when they saw her looking so listless?
