Mui was staring at her own reflection in the mirror as her chest heaved restlessly. She patted her slightly sweaty forehead and paced back and forth to calm down her racing heartbeats.
Zhong De, one of the Ren family's company designers, knocked and stepped inside.
"Everything is ready, Miss. Mui," he smiled. "The way I see it, your sister will soon face a very humiliating downfall tonight."
"Right…"
Mui still couldn't pacify her erratic heartbeats.
Why am I feeling so anxious? Everything is going as per plan…
"You can leave. I will be out sometime."
"Sure."
Mui collapsed on her chair, tired and lethargic. She eventually rose again and walked towards her cupboard. Opening it, she stared at a bunch of dresses that hung inside. Closing her eyes, she let out a small sigh. She felt a hand on her shoulder and she jolted in panic.
"Ah!"
Ren Luoyang's eyes widened. "I am sorry. Did I startle you?"
"Dad!" She exclaimed, frustrated. "Don't just…"
