When Suxin looked at herself in the mirror, she could hardly believe it. Was that really her?
Her hair, in a flowing cloud side bun, exuded dignity and elegance; the usual bangs that drooped over her forehead had all been swept back, revealing her full forehead. The makeup on her cheeks was just right, enhancing her features in a way that made them look incredibly three-dimensional, and with her naturally bright eyes, she seemed to come alive.
The black deep V-neck gown with a cinched waist was simple and sophisticated, yet it outlined her slim and delicate figure so perfectly, imbuing her with a slender elegance. This woman in the mirror was a surprise to her—after all, she never associated herself with elegance!
"Sam, is this really me?"
"Hmm, perfect!" Sam nodded with a smile, thoroughly impressed, "I am simply in awe of my own skillful hands!"
