"Ah... you, Ziwen, you entertain the guests, I... I'll go to the lounge for a bit!" Li Ruo fled into the lounge as if escaping. Kong Haoran watched Li Ruo's back, revealing a mysterious smile. Then, under Lin Ziwen's invitation, Kong Haoran and others sat down on the sofa, accompanied by a few people with white faces. It was a rare sight of yellow and white pairing. And unusually, the yellow faces were directing the white faces. It was a kind of honor for the nation.
Li Ruo ran into the lounge and sat motionless in front of the dressing table for a long time. She looked at herself in the mirror, always feeling that she seemed much older than years ago. Li Ruo started applying light makeup and foundation. After the makeup, Li Ruo looked much prettier. Looking at herself in the mirror, she finally seemed somewhat satisfied.
