Li Nianqi inspected her dress carefully and took out a small mirror to scrutinize her makeup.
Her makeup skills were still far from perfect, and she needed to find a teacher to learn properly.
Old Madam Li turned to look at Li Nianqi and asked, "Nianqi, what are you doing?"
"Nothing much."
Li Nianqi hid the little makeup mirror in the palm of her hand, a well-behaved and appropriate smile spreading across her face.
Old Madam Li warned, "This time, you must not lose your manners in front of the guests."
"I know, Grandmother." She pursed her lips, which were tinted with lipstick, and asked, "I heard Mr. Huo from Haicheng will also visit our house, is that true?"
Li Nianqi's heart rate became erratic.
An errant encounter had sealed her fate forever.
He had appeared with a commanding presence, as if a deity descended to earth.
Li Nianqi tossed and turned in bed all night, his image dominating her thoughts.