Madam Zhou looked at the newly dressed Wufu, her heart filled with a mix of emotions, and her eyes started to redden a bit.
"What? Don't look good?" Wufu saw her expression, frowned slightly, and said, "I'll change into another." As she spoke, she reached for her belt to untie it.
She also felt very awkward, still wearing the jewelry on her head, and nothing felt right.
Madam Zhou quickly pressed her hand down and said, "Nonsense, who said it's not pretty? My Wufu is the most beautiful."
"Really?"
Madam Zhou pushed her in front of the dimly lit bronze mirror and kept saying, "Our Wufu has grown into a big girl!"
Wufu looked over, and the woman she saw was wearing a festive pink and peach red dress. The skirt was handmade by Madam Zhou, with exquisite patterns of butterflies chasing after flowers, and the diagonal collar top was a half-sleeve design, without overly complex patterning.
