Mi Xiaotao finished washing up and sat in front of the vanity. She looked at the room filled with wedding cheer and sighed.
This room had been decorated as a bridal chamber, with the character for happiness pasted everywhere. The oversized wedding photo on the headboard showed a sweet and loving couple, but she couldn't muster any happiness.
Tonight was supposed to be her and Lu Shaoqing's wedding night, but Mi Xiurong suddenly had a heart attack and hadn't woken up yet. She didn't feel like being with him, and hoped he would understand.
Sighing, she picked up the hairdryer to blow her hair. The loud noise temporarily diverted her attention to drying her hair.
Lu Shaoqing returned to the room and saw Mi Xiaotao already lying in bed. She lay on her side without moving; he thought she had fallen asleep. So he quietly went to the wardrobe, took out a set of pajamas, and headed to the bathroom.
