However, the life of a princess is far from simple, as Xiaolu had imagined. The drastic difference in lifestyle and habits, from being a poor Cinderella to a princess, is not something that can be easily adjusted to overnight.
Moreover, Xiaolu has to pretend to have amnesia all the time, a task that is truly exhausting, as she plays the role of another person every day.
"Miss Fang, do you like the clothes that Mrs. Qing has chosen for you?" Wen carried more than ten large and small bags.
"Sure, let me take a look." Young girls naturally love beauty staffs. In the past, because of her broke family, Xiaolu can only wear simple and affordable clothes. Now, seeing so many fancy clothes at once, she couldn't be happier.
Huh? This brand should be Chanel? Yes, she had seen knockoffs with this label at a street market before. However, with her own style, even if she wore genuine Chanel, others might still think it's a street market item.
Thinking of this, Xiaolu couldn't help but chuckle.
Wen didn't know the meaning behind Xiaolu's smile and quickly leaned over, asking, "Miss, is it that you don't like the style of the clothes chosen by Mrs.Qing's people?"
"No, no, I'm afraid of wasting such good clothes on me."
"How could that be? Miss must have worn such brands frequently in the past, right?" Wen's face was filled with envy and admiration.
"Yes, yes, I used to wear them often." Xiaolu controlled her excitement and tried to appear natural. Of course, it's normal for a woman who associates with a wealthy young business man like Tianchen to wear such brands.
"Wow, this Christian Dior dress is super beautiful. It's just that I don't have occasions to wear such clothes." Xiaolu looked somewhat regretful as she gazed at the black and white dress.
"Miss, there will be many opportunities. After Young Master wakes up, you should accompany him to attend some parties and social events. By then, even if your wardrobe is filled with dresses, it won't be enough for you to change into."
Xiaolu rolled her eyes at the terrifying world of the wealthy.
Xiaolu went through the bags, only finding several sets of casual clothes. Looking at the brand names was jaw-dropping: Givenchy, PRADA, Gianni Versace, and the like.
"Wen, these clothes must have cost a lot, right?"
"It's likely, but it doesn't matter. The master's Shenghua Group has a department store. Miss can wear clothes from their own store, and it will match very well."
"Then, Wen, which one should I wear for lunch later?"
"Miss, how about wearing this PRADA?"
"Okay, you decide. I'm going to do my makeup."
During lunch, Lin Yuanxiang, Tianhao, and Xiaolu sat together at the table. However, for Xiaolu, this meal was extremely uncomfortable.
The table was long, the dishes were plentiful, but Xiaolu could only reach the two dishes in front of her. There was lobster in the distance, but she couldn't reach it. Apparently, standing up to get food would be too awkward in this setting. Strange, how do these people eat? Do they just eat the dishes in front of them?
Suddenly, Xiaolu lifted her head and found that her curious expression was caught by Tianhao. At this moment, Tianhao looked at her with interest, smiling mischievously.
Xiaolu pouted at him. Although Tianhao was her future brother-in-law, he was quite cheeky. Whenever she saw him, she couldn't help but want to argue with him.
Tianhao suddenly stopped smiling, turned to the maid Mrs.Wang beside him, and said, "Wang, please help me get some lobster meat."
"Yes, Young Master."
Wang served Tianhao, then returned to her original position.
"So it turns out that servants are supposed to serve the dishes." Xiaolu was excited about her cleverness. Unexpectedly, her smiling face was again captured by Tianhao.
Even worse, Tianhao gestured towards Wen behind her. What does he mean? Oh, he's teaching her through actions.
Xiaolu cleared her throat but didn't dare to speak too loudly. Uncomfortable in her throat, she shouted to Wen, "Wen, also help me get the dish that Young Master just picked."
"Yes, Miss."
Taking a bite of the tender lobster meat, it was indeed delicious. Xiaolu smiled at Tianhao, expressing her gratitude. Tianhao, with a smile, looked at her and continued to eat.
"How is it? Is the food to your liking?" Lin Yuanxiang wiped his mouth with a napkin and put down his utensils.
"It's very delicious, Uncle Lin." Xiaolu thought that if she could take a few bites of the other dishes, that would be truly satisfying.
"Well, don't be shy. I usually eat very little. You are currently sick, and you should eat more. Just tell Wen what you want to eat, and she'll serve it for you. I'm going back to my room now. I have to go to the company in the afternoon. If you have time in the afternoon, go to the hospital and accompany Tianchen."
"Yes, Uncle Lin." Watching Lin Yuanxiang go upstairs, Xiaolu felt ecstatic. Oh yeah, she can finally eat whatever she wants.
However, that annoying Tianhao was leisurely eating as if he had to count every grain of rice in his bowl.
Ignoring him, Xiaolu, who was now his sister-in-law, signaled to Wen, "Wen, help me get some of each dish. I'm currently very weak and need to replenish my nutrition."
"Okay, Miss."
Tianhao simply put down his chopsticks, leaned back in his chair, and leisurely enjoyed the ungraceful way Xiaolu ate. Strange, how could this future sister-in-law be the type that big brother likes? Clearly, her personality is completely different from big brother's. Can amnesia really change a person's personality? Tianhao suddenly became curious. He planned to find an opportunity to get to know this "big sister-in-law" better. He always felt that the truth behind the car accident might not be as simple as they thought.