In the banquet hall, Wang Yazhi joyfully rushed around, instructing the servants to finish the last bits of decorating.
Madame Ruan walked over. She was wearing a golden cheongsam. "Wang Yazhi," she said, "look at the time! What are you busy with?"
Wang Yazhi turned around and saw Madame Ruan in her gorgeous outfit. Her eyes lit up. She said, "Hey Mom! You look fabulous in that cheongsam! You look like the empress of the Qing dynasty!"
Madame Ruan rolled her eyes at Wang Yazhi and said, "I am asking you something! It's already this time. What are you doing here? Go and get changed and do your makeup! Do you want people to see you in this outfit when they arrive?" Madame Ruan pointed to the stained dress Wang Yazhi was wearing. "You used to be the person who paid the most attention to your looks, didn't you? Why did you become a mess now that you are a grandmother?"