She really was bold, chastising herself for her past carelessness.
On second thought, it was precisely because of her own careless nature that Luo Hongying surely wouldn't have put much effort into hiding…
Thinking so, she immediately began to search the fitting room, and indeed quickly found the bag hidden beneath the wardrobe.
Inside was a long dress, identical to the one Luo Hongying was going to wear!
As the old saying goes, "An eye for an eye"…
Luo Qiangwei's beautiful cat-like eyes slightly lifted as she reached for the scissors on the table—
...
The wedding banquet was still in full swing.
Luo Qiangwei, in a striking red dress, descended the stairs to the main table in the center of the hall.
Seated in the place of honor was a dignified elderly lady with white hair, the most prestigious matriarch of the Moh Family, Moh Shiche's grandmother.
She was speaking to the lady next to her, their shared grandmother and the matriarch of the Luo Family.
Perhaps because both grandmothers were heads of their families, their conversation was particularly congenial. Moreover, as the Luo Family had served as physicians to the Mohs for generations, their relationship was even closer.
Old Madam Luo was the first to see Luo Qiangwei approaching. Her face showed no joy, only indifference as she remarked, "Qiangwei, it's your wedding, everyone is waiting for you to toast. You take your time getting here, what will that make others think of our Luo Family?"
Upon hearing those words, Old Madam Moh's already stern face grew even more displeased, casting a cold glance at Luo Qiangwei without uttering a word.
Luo Qiangwei was well aware that Old Madam Luo preferred her cousin sister Luo Hongying over her.
She was born to her mother outside the Luo Family and later brought back by her father. Old Madam Luo staunchly refused to admit her mother into the family but was ultimately unable to overcome her eldest son's insistence and consented to the marriage.
Soon after the marriage, her father died in a car accident. From that point on, she and her mother were labeled by Old Madam Luo as harbingers of bad luck to their husbands, facing nothing but detestation and rejection, while she favored her second son and granddaughter Luo Hongying even more.
In her past life, Luo Qiangwei always harbored hopes that Old Madam Luo would care for her. Hearing such remarks, she couldn't suppress her anger and sense of grievance, and lashed out, leading to an extremely awkward atmosphere.
It also let everyone present know she had a bad relationship with her maternal family, which led to even more scorn and bullying of her.
However, this time around, she would definitely not be so foolish—she would never expect or yearn for anyone else. The only one she could trust and rely on was herself.
Luo Qiangwei bit her lip, then took a few steps forward, poured a cup of hot tea, and offered it to Old Madam Luo with demure respect, saying, "Grandma, please calm your anger. I wanted to dress up beautifully for everyone, as I represent both the Luo Family and your eldest granddaughter. I didn't expect to be delayed, it was my oversight... I'm sorry."
Old Madam Luo was almost convinced she was dreaming when the usually arrogant and troublesome eldest granddaughter unexpectedly apologized so humbly and appropriately!
She glanced at Luo Qiangwei in extreme surprise, but found no words to refute her. She had no choice but to take the tea, coughing awkwardly, "It's alright... just don't make the same mistake again."
Someone on the side chimed in flatteringly, "Miss Luo is truly considerate and understanding. No wonder Young Master Moh, usually indifferent to women, took a liking to her. She's also so beautiful; surely, the great-grandchildren she bears will be very handsome, Old Madam, you are blessed indeed."
Luo Qiangwei modestly averted her gaze, pouring tea for each of the elders present. Upon hearing the words 'great-grandchildren,' Old Madam Moh's stern expression eased a bit, and she picked up her tea cup for a sip.