In the West Wing Room, Lian Manman was playing with the items Lian Huahua had brought for her.
"Sister, wear this silk flower," Lian Manman said as she took out the silk flower and handed it to Lian Zhizhi.
"Manman, that was a gift for you," Lian Zhizhi shook her head.
"It's all the same whether I wear it or you do," Lian Manman insisted, handing the silk flower to Lian Zhizhi, "I'm still young, I don't need these things. You're a grown girl now, it's about time you dress up."
Lian Zhizhi's face turned a bit red, but she still accepted the silk flower. Lady Zhang then had Xiao Qi bring over the Target Mirror and held it up for Lian Zhizhi to look into. This Target Mirror had been Lady Zhang's dowry, and although it was somewhat old, it was always kept polished and shiny, faintly hinting that Lady Zhang's dowry had been quite respectable at the time.
With a silk flower in her hair, Lian Zhizhi looked left and right in the mirror, pursing her lips, obviously very pleased with it.
