"San'er, after today, you will be someone else's daughter-in-law. You mustn't be willful anymore."
Miss He sat in front of the dressing table as her stepmother, whom she called Auntie, dressed her up like a doll. Her makeup today was extremely beautiful, with rouge-colored lips and cherry-red cheeks, fine willow-leaf eyebrows, bright eyes and white teeth, and it complemented her figure-hugging bright red dress perfectly – classic and elegant. A golden dragon and phoenix hairpin was inserted into the bun atop her head, the only memento left by her birth mother. Although the style was old-fashioned, it was flawlessly perfect on her today.
"Auntie, I'm a little scared."
