CHAPTER 1064: 219 WHIMSICAL REALLY EYE-CATCHING_2

The girl sitting at the bedside snorted, her eyes darting around, rolling mischievously.

The West Warm Pavilion, built by the lake, is a standalone two-story building. When Yan Guomao was young, he studied architecture abroad, and this small building was designed and supervised by him personally. In terms of structure and design, it’s immaculate, incorporating a touch of modern elements into traditional Chinese architecture. Nestled by the tranquil lake, it offers views of the lotus breeze in summer and the icy lake in winter, making it the most unique and exquisite scene in the Yan residence.

Inside, it is even more exquisite. Walking past the screen on the second floor, through the vermilion arched doors adorned with pearl curtains in the drawing room, a carved bed comes into view. The carved hollowed window is inlaid with glass, keeping out the cold from outside. In front of the window is a beautifully crafted red mahogany dressing table, and opposite, by the window, is a chaise longue. The whole scene is antique and vast, yet serene.

The red mahogany wardrobe, the antique flower rack occupying an entire wall, and the desk adding a touch of scholarly elegance to the room, are all elegant yet distinctive.

"This room was previously occupied by Yan Hua and Yan Xing," the girl said as she got up and walked around the room, her face curling into a sneer at the sight of the cosmetics displayed on the dressing table, sweeping them all to the floor with a wave of her hand.

Aunt Cui shuddered inside, thinking, "My goodness, what are you doing, young miss?"

The maid, quick on her feet, lowered her head and began to clean up.

"Indeed, knowing you were coming, the First Madam moved the two young ladies to the East Pavilion. This best room is, of course, meant for the most precious Miss Mingzhu," Aunt Cui said.

The girl was pleased, sitting down in front of the dressing table, gazing at the face in the mirror.

The girl was somewhat plump, but fortunately, she was tall, so it balanced out, making her look relatively normal. She wore an orange-red fur-collared coat over a royal blue tight-fitting bustier, which squeezed...one couldn’t help but feel a tightness in the chest...

Her skin was somewhat darker and coarser than that of the average Asian, with a square face and somewhat squeezed features... Her eyes wandered, yet her brows carried a hint of arrogance, not at all likable. The only standout feature was her lips, full and glossy, plump like jelly, with a hint of sensuality.

Her face seemed overly powdered, giving her an unnatural complexion, especially under the light, which highlighted a stark paleness in contrast with her coarse, dark neck.

The colors of her clothes were too bright and eye-catching. Aunt Cui thought of a popular line from a drama she was following recently, "like a garishly dressed pig," which she found aptly described Miss Mingzhu.

Lu Mingzhu and the First Madam looked quite similar, with the same face shape, eyes, and lips. But after years of high society influence, the First Madam learned to emphasize her strengths while hiding her weaknesses, gaining more presence as she aged. Lu Mingzhu, however, exposed all her shortcomings, trying to emulate the elegance of a socialite, but inadvertently revealing her nouveau riche vulgarity, appearing completely out of place.

Some things, such as temperament, speech, and behavior, are innate and unchangeable.

After so many years, Miss Mingzhu hadn’t changed. Wanting to marry Young Master Yan Song with this demeanor was simply a pipe dream.

In fact, she wanted to say, like a toad wanting to eat swan meat...

The second house was filled with outstanding people, and the intrusion of Lu Mingzhu, this "rat dropping," was like spoiling a pot of soup.

However, she was with the First Madam, and aware of her position, all she could do was think these things in her heart.

The girl looked at the person in the mirror, her lips pouting. She hated this face of hers; it wasn’t pretty at all. She wanted to get plastic surgery but was afraid of the pain. It was driving her crazy.

"Has Yan Song returned?" Lu Mingzhu suddenly asked, her voice sharp and carrying a touch of bitterness.

Aunt Cui hurriedly replied, "He has returned, but he’s at Third Lady’s place. He won’t come to the old house until tomorrow."

"Hmph, I came, and he didn’t even bother to come and see me." The girl spoke in displeasure.

You think you’re something special, Aunt Cui secretly rolled her eyes. Miss Mingzhu’s personality was laughably foolish. How could someone as shrewd as the First Madam have raised such a fool?

"It’s understandable for Young Master Yan Song to first visit Third Lady and Third Master. Perhaps he didn’t know Miss Mingzhu was coming, that’s all."