Mother Qin looked at her daughter and knew that she was still thinking about that person.
She opened her mouth to speak but stopped herself, and in the end she just sighed.
Holding Qin Yun in her arms, Qin's mother advised bitterly, "Yun'er, Lu Beiyu is no worse than Jun Jinmo. What's more, Lu Beiyu is the most favored in the Lu family. The entire Lu family will belong to him in the future. Jun Jinmo has nothing. Listen to your mother's advice and stop thinking about him. Beiyu is your best choice!"
Qin Yun sat in front of the dressing table and continued with her unfinished dressing.
After hearing what Qin's mother said, her hand paused for a moment, and then she acted as if nothing had happened.
Qin Yun carefully drew his eyebrows and said calmly, "I see. You go out and do your work. I'll go see Grandpa when I'm done with my makeup!"
Mother Qin nodded helplessly and walked out. There were a lot of things to do today and she needed to take care of everything.
Therefore, she really couldn't stay in her daughter's room for too long.
At the Qin family's side, everyone was busy in an orderly manner.
On the other hand, the Lu family was also very busy at this time.
Du Juan changed into a specially made cheongsam. Her excellent figure, set off by the cheongsam, looked even more attractive and made people obsessed with her.
Over the years, in order to keep Lu Zhiming's heart, she has taken good care of herself.
However, since last month, for some unknown reason, her pretty face has slowly developed a lot of spots.
Not only that, her face was aging rapidly, and her complexion was becoming increasingly darker and purple.
Now, she has a good figure, but her face looks like that of a woman in her fifties.
Such a vivid contrast clearly forms two extremes!
During this period of time, she didn't even dare to look in the mirror, and she wore a veil during the day, for fear that Lu Zhiming would discover her heresy.
According to Lu Zhiming's character, if he found that her youthful appearance was no longer there and her face became older, he would definitely become disloyal.
By then, she no longer had her young and delicate face, and even if she had a good figure, she would not be able to hold Lu Zhiming's heart.
But she knew very well that wearing a veil and lying about being afraid of getting tanned was not a long-term solution.
Du Juan sat in front of the dressing table, looking at the aging face and yellow and dry hair in the mirror.
Seeing herself in this state, she almost screamed out.
Dujuan quickly covered her lips with her hands, her hands trembling violently. She was frightened by her own appearance at the moment.
It's so scary.
Who is the female ghost in the mirror?
She was only thirty-six years old, but the face in the mirror looked like a sixty-year-old old lady.
How should she accept this and how should she face it?
"N-it shouldn't be like this. Why did it become like this?"
Dujuan stared at the ugly face and shook her head continuously. She sat on the dressing stool and muttered to herself in front of the mirror.
Looking back on the days in August, she felt that every day was extremely hard.
She faced an aging face all day long, but she had no idea what to do. She went to see many doctors, but they couldn't find any cause.
The doctors all said that it was the first time they had encountered such strange symptoms, which they had never heard of before. Therefore, there is no way to deal with such a situation.
However, blows like this are not the end.
She hasn't had a good night's sleep since she came back from Huacheng.
No matter when, as long as she closed her eyes, Jun Qingwan's face would involuntarily appear in front of her eyes.
That face, with its unusually clear features, was as if she had come to claim her life, making it impossible for her to fall asleep again.
Although this short month was not long, it felt like a century to her.
Being tormented by multiple tortures every day, what was worn away was not only her mental state, but also the pain in her heart.
The recent difficult days have made her miserable!
Dujuan touched her face which had turned into an old woman and could no longer bear such a cruel blow.
She slid down to the ground in despair, tears of despair streaming down her eyes.
It's really cruel, why let her become like this?
Recalling all the strange things that happened during this period, the woman's voice rang in her mind.
At that time in Huacheng, the woman whispered in her ear, asking her if she was ready. Her retribution had come, and the souls of those killed by her would come to claim their lives at any time.
Thinking of this, Dujuan couldn't help but shudder. She quickly looked around the room and felt relieved when she didn't find anything unusual.
Du Juan didn't come out for a long time, and Lu Zhiming was getting impatient waiting in the hall. He rushed to the bedroom door angrily, reached out to push the door, but found that it was locked.
Lu Zhiming was so angry that he slammed the door and shouted into the room, "Dujuan, what the hell are you doing in the room? Even Xiaoyu is ready, and you are embroidering in the room, leaving the whole family waiting for you in the living room."
Hearing Lu Zhiming's voice, Du Juan hurriedly responded loudly, "I'm coming, I'm coming, Zhiming, wait a moment, I'll be out soon."
After saying that, she stood up from the ground.
She adjusted her cheongsam, put on makeup, and then put on a veil and went out.
When Lu Zhiming saw her coming out of the house, he glared at Du Juan angrily and spoke to her in an impatient and fierce tone.
"Have you forgotten what day it is today? As the head lady of the Lu family, you are not outside entertaining guests, but hiding in the house. You can't find your way out for a long time."
Many powerful people have come to the Lu family today. As long as he entertains them well, then his promotion will not be far away, right?
However, this stupid woman was so good that instead of helping to greet the distinguished guest in the hall so that he could ascend smoothly, she actually ran into the house and slacked off alone.
Du Juan was also very annoyed at being scolded by Lu Zhiming for no reason. However, she was wise and did not reveal any flaws.
She walked in front of Lu Zhiming, put her arm around his wrist, and used her usual method to draw circles back and forth on his palm.
Du Juan said in a delicate voice, "I don't want to either, it's because you made me tired last night, so I was dozing off while putting on makeup just now."
When Lu Zhiming was hooked by her, his body reacted immediately and the anger on his face dissipated.
"Be more careful next time!" He looked at Du Juan, coughed lightly, and said in a casual manner, "Okay, hurry out and help me build good relationships with the wives of those high-ranking officials. Whether I can be promoted smoothly depends on this time!"
Du Juan nodded repeatedly in response, "Don't worry, I know what to do. With a good wife like me around, you can rest assured and wait for the good news of promotion."
Seeing that Lu Zhiming was finally fooled this time, Du Juan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she knew in her heart that this method could not be used repeatedly.
I walked to the hall with Lu Zhiming's arm and saw that almost all of Lu's relatives were there.
Therefore, Dujuan had no time to think about other things. She hurried forward, shuttled among the women, and started greeting them busily.
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