Wei Hanyan stood by the door, lost in thought. Suddenly, she interrupted the two of them and said, "Was it you, little auntie, who was playing the music just now? The style seems familiar to me. It's like the songs Ziqian has been obsessed with lately. You also have the surname Zhong, and you're so close to Li Ye that he was patient enough to write a letter for me. Plus, there are the tickets to the musical... There's only one truth!"
Zhong Ziyan: "..." You're really much smarter than your younger brother.
"Are you 'Zhong Hui'?" After getting an affirmative answer from Zhong Ziyan, Wei Hanyan burst into laughter. It took her a good while to wipe the tears from her eyes and fan herself to cool down. "This is incredible! Now I finally understand why your expression was so subtle just now. Hahaha. I thought it was that stupid Ziqian who said something unpleasant and made you angry. How unlucky he is! Hahaha!"
Old Madam Yu said with a beaming smile, "Don't tell him. Let him keep acting like that."
Wei Hanyan immediately made a gesture of locking her mouth and also said with a beaming smile, "Of course. I'm just waiting to see the day when he beats his head against the ground in regret."
Zhong Ziyan: "..." Do as you like. What an affectionate family.
"By the way, I also have a gift for you, little auntie, as a return gift," Wei Hanyan said, holding up the small square box she had been carrying all the time. "These are a pair of earrings I designed and made myself. I think they suit you very well, so I went to get them just now."
Zhong Ziyan was a bit nervous when she first got the box. The idea that the Wei family would give diamonds and rings at the drop of a hat was deeply ingrained in her mind.
When she heard what Wei Hanyan said later, Zhong Ziyan relaxed and opened the jewelry box.
Inside, there were two golden pearl earrings neatly placed. The style was simple and elegant, and the golden color really suited Zhong Ziyan's taste.
They didn't seem expensive, so Zhong Ziyan had no pressure accepting them. "Thank you."
"Alright, it's almost time to prepare for the dinner," Old Madam Yu smiled and pulled Zhong Ziyan's hand, walking outside. "Ziyan, go with Hanyan."
Just hearing this half - sentence, Zhong Ziyan thought she was going to appear with Wei Hanyan later. Just as she was feeling puzzled, Wei Hanyan's eyes lit up and she hooked Zhong Ziyan's other arm. "Great! I want to go and do makeup with you, little auntie. I heard from my little uncle that you didn't bring many jewelry or luggage. You can wear the earrings I gave you tonight."
Then, without even having the time to say hello to Wei Hanyun, Zhong Ziyan was directly taken out of the small building on the lake in the middle of the pond and driven in a car to another courtyard.
Actually, Zhong Ziyan wanted to back out as soon as she heard the word "makeup", and she became even more reluctant when she and Wei Hanyan were surrounded by several stylists.
But everyone, including Wei Hanyan, was extremely excited.
One said, "My little aunt-in-law is truly a peerless beauty! Let those people outside have a good look today!" Another immediately followed, "Miss Zhong, can I touch your face? Are you really not wearing any base makeup?" Right away, someone else chimed in, "Fairies don't need makeup! By the way, are those real eyelashes? How can you not have the slightest bit of dark circles under your eyes!" ...
Zhong Ziyan sat in the chair with her head down, allowing them to size her up and make suggestions for nearly an hour, but they still hadn't settled on a single piece of clothing. She took out her phone somewhat dejectedly and sent a message to Wei Hanyun: "SOS."
After sending it, Zhong Ziyan felt that the three letters weren't urgent enough, so she added a sweating emoji.
"Little aunt-in-law, how about this one! You have such slender, straight, and long legs. You can wear a floor-length dress!" Wei Hanyan's voice came over.
Zhong Ziyan propped her chin and turned her head to take a look but didn't say a word.
But she knew she didn't need to.
Because the next moment, the designer refuted Wei Hanyan, "This color is too dull. It's not the most suitable for Miss Zhong. Besides, she's already wearing a little black dress!"
Then they got caught up in another round of internal strife.
Zhong Ziyan silently picked up her phone and started scrolling through Weibo. Halfway through, a beautician came over with a smile and said, "Are you available for a nail care session now?"
Zhong Ziyan: "..." She silently put down her phone and handed out her hands.
At first, Zhong Ziyan was a bit resistant. But after the whole-body SPA treatment from head to toe was done, even Zhong Ziyan, who had always lived a rough life thanks to genetic modification, was deeply immersed in the comfort brought by money.
The beautician couldn't stop praising, "Your skin is so good. You must have regular beauty treatments, right?"
Wrapped in a silk bathrobe, Zhong Ziyan leaned back in the chair, letting the pretty girl trim her nails. She replied drowsily, "No, it's too much trouble."
In the huge circular dressing room, the lights were soft, and there was a pleasant aroma of essential oils. Everyone spoke in gentle voices. Zhong Ziyan soon fell asleep.
This kind of power nap was quite common for her. She could regain a lot of energy after just a short nap, and she could quickly wake up if there was a crisis. It was truly an essential skill for both daily life and adventures.
So everyone in the dressing room became very quiet, consciously lowering their voices. No one wanted to wake up the sleeping fairy.
Wei Hanyan even took out her phone and quietly took two pictures of Zhong Ziyan. There was no need to adjust the angle at all. The LED light from the dressing mirror just gave her a dreamy filter effect.
Even though Wei Hanyan had seen many beautiful women since childhood, she couldn't help but be a little enchanted.
She gently patted her own cheek, opened a WeChat group newly created today, and sent the photo.
The name of the group was [Have We Fed Longlong Today?], with four avatars in it.
There were Wei Hanyan herself, Wei Second Sister-in-law, Wei's Mother, and Old Madam Yu.
The most recent message in the group was still from Wei Second Sister-in-law asking where Wei Hanyan had gone.
As soon as Wei Hanyan sent the photo, Wei's Mother replied almost instantly: "Save it."
Immediately afterwards came Wei Second Sister-in-law's message: "Your little uncle has been on his way to see his wife for a while."
Wei Hanyan quickly put down her phone and tiptoed up to squat outside the dressing room.
Sure enough, Wei Hanyun, who was called by Zhong Ziyan for help, appeared.
Seeing that the person waiting outside was Wei Hanyan, Wei Hanyun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Seems everything is peaceful."
— He was called here to save the day, thinking something had happened again, but when he rushed here, he couldn't even see anyone.
"Of course," Wei Hanyan said with a smiling face, her hands behind her back. "Little aunt is asleep. If you want to see her, should I go and wake her up?"
"Mind the time," Wei Hanyun waved his watch at her. "Ziyan gets hungry easily. I'll have someone send afternoon tea later. Wake her up to have it."
Wei Hanyan immediately saluted, indicating that she would definitely complete the task.
Since there was no need to save... no need to save Zhong Ziyan, Wei Hanyun didn't enter the dressing room either. He soon left to handle official business.
Zhong Ziyan was later woken up by Wei Hanyan to have afternoon tea. When she dozed off and woke up again, it was already dark outside the window.
Wei Hanyan beside her was playing with her phone guiltily and clumsily: "Ah, little aunt is awake! Your hairstyle is already done! Shall we go and change clothes now?"
Zhong Ziyan nodded absent-mindedly and dutifully served as a clothes hanger. After changing clothes and coming out, she put on shoes and jewelry in one go.
When the stylist was about to find matching earrings for her, Zhong Ziyan waved her hand and put on the pair of golden pearls that Wei Hanyan had given her earlier.
The stylist exclaimed beside her: "These pearls are so round, and the golden color is perfect."
Hearing this start, Zhong Ziyan could already foresee the end.
"I've always liked them too, but a good - quality one costs at least tens of thousands of yuan, which is equivalent to one or two months of my salary," the stylist said with a smile. "But it really doesn't mean much to the Wei family."
Zhong Ziyan: "..." Ms. Wei Hanyan, sorry, I underestimated you. You are truly a member of the Wei family.
Right, people without money wouldn't study jewelry design at all.
Wei Hanyan came out of the changing room more than ten minutes later than Zhong Ziyan. She was looking at herself in the mirror while putting on a bracelet, with a satisfied expression on her face.
What pleased her even more was Zhong Ziyan, who was lazily leaning in front of the dressing table, propping her head up with one hand and looking at her phone.
Wei Hanyan couldn't help stealing glances at her in her own mirror. All she could think of was a line she saw online, "I want to swing on my sister's eyelashes." She couldn't help covering her face and scolding herself: How shallow! Judging people just by their looks!
"Fang Nan said the car is waiting outside the yard," Zhong Ziyan suddenly said.
Wei Hanyan was so startled that she almost dropped the perfume bottle in her hand on the ground. But as it slipped, by the time she realized something was wrong, let out a cry of alarm and bent down to grab it, it was already too late.
Just as the perfume bottle was about to smash to the ground and mess up her dress, a hand reached out from behind Wei Hanyan.
Zhong Ziyan, who had stood behind Wei Hanyan without Wei Hanyan noticing, bent down slightly. Before the former could figure out what had happened, the latter had already straightened up and put the perfume bottle back into her hand, saying casually, "Be careful. It might cut your leg."
Wei Hanyan took the perfume bottle blankly, covering her pounding heart: "Do... dopamine..." It was the feeling of being in love!!
Zhong Ziyan raised her eyebrows and gave her a puzzled look.
Wei Hanyan shook her head repeatedly, casually putting the perfume bottle aside: "No, no. I don't need perfume. Let's go."
As she pushed Zhong Ziyan out, she took out her phone and frantically sent "Ah, I'm dying" emojis in the group chat "Did We Feed Longlong Today?" Then she typed with one hand: Ziyan is so cute. I really want to cheat on Uncle!
After sending this series of messages, Wei Hanyan looked up and saw that the number after the group name had changed from [Four] this afternoon to [Five].
Wasn't the extra profile picture that of Wei Hanyun, the perennial inactive user in the group?
Wei Hanyan: "..."
Quietly, ever so quietly, she long - pressed the last message and chose to recall it.
Uncle is so busy with his work. He must not have had the time to see it. Yeah!
