The bride asked Ming Mei, "Do you think I don't quite look like a bride should?"
Ming Mei sat beside her, smiled slightly, and didn't respond directly. Instead, she asked, "You haven't drunk any water for quite a while, have you? Are you thirsty? Shall I pour you a glass of water?"
The bride smiled coolly, "Every person my father sent to watch over me only worried that I would run away, but none of them thought to pour me a glass of water."
Ming Mei placed the glass of water in front of her, "Take a few sips before your makeup is done."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
The bride picked up the water and drank it slowly. She asked Ming Mei, "Are you close with Beitang Qing?"
Ming Mei shook her head, "Not at all."
"Then why did he ask for you to come over?"
Ming Mei thought for a moment, "Maybe because he couldn't find anyone more suitable."
After the bride finished drinking the water, the makeup artist continued to apply her makeup.
