"Blessings... Haha."
Su Qingcheng pulled a bitter smile at the corner of her mouth as she rose to her feet and approached the mirror in the room.
In the mirror, she saw herself adorned with exquisite makeup, layered in a gown as intricate and luxurious as unfolding petals.
If she were a girl from an ordinary family, she probably would have dreamed of wearing such a dress.
But in the Su Family, this was just another gown arranged by Su Han for Su Qingcheng to wear for a mere meeting.
With just a word from Su Qingcheng, Su Han would immediately deliver even more and more luxurious dresses for her to choose from at will.
But the price would be for Su Qingcheng to exchange with her marriage!
Moreover, it was Su Qingcheng herself who had handed over the right to choose her spouse.
Su Qingcheng took a few steps forward, stopped in front of the mirror, and gently caressed her reflection, the sorrow almost spilling from her eyes.