The grand opening was a big event.
Mianmian, early in the morning, sat before the mirror to have her stylist create her look.
Old Lady Su asked for Mianmian's preferences, inquiring which pretty dresses she liked. These dresses had short hems, suitable for moving around but not for large movements.
After looking over her options, Mianmian finally settled on a cheongsam that resembled the one Old Lady Su was wearing.
"Mianmian will wear this," she pointed with her tiny hand, "Wearing this and walking alongside my auntie, I'll look pretty and shiny~"
Old Lady Su hadn't expected Mianmian to choose that one, so the dresses had been laid out in no particular order. Now that Mianmian had seen it and even specifically pointed it out, Old Lady Su was so moved that her eyes welled up with tears.
"Okay, Little Auntie will definitely look nice in this one."