Dress Well

Huan Chu Hua ran out to the living room from where the her aunt was screaming her name.

"Yes aunt." she answered as she stopped in front of her aunt.

"Her take this." her aunt said coldly and threw a bag on the floor. She bent down to pick it up and saw a blue dress inside. It was new.

"Wear this, we have a party tonight." she said. Chu Hua looked at her aunt with a huge smile stuck on her face.

'She remembered that it's my birthday.'

Her eyes filled with tears. Those tears if happiness. Her aunt never bought her clothes. She would give her worn out clothes.

"Dress well and only come out when I ask you to." she ordered her and went from there.

Huan Chu Hua felt like she was loved for the first time in many years. She ran up to her room and shut the door behind. She took out the dress and looked ar the mirror. It was a sky blue, knee length, flowy dress. It reminded her of the blue sky.

Tonight she would wear this dress and go to a party. She had never been to a party. Her aunt would host many parties but whenever that happened she would lock Chu Hua inside her room and only the door next day or sometimes even forget about her and open the door 3 days later, but tonight on her birthday she was going to a party. Maybe they had held it for her. She wanted that party to be held for her.

She took a bath and put the dress on. The blue dress and the her eyes were almost the same colour. Her whole face had lit up. She had a glow in her face that she she never haf earlier. She hid her bruises and kept on staring at the mirror.

The rain was still pouring Chu Hua looked out the window and saw many expensive cars approaching towards the mansion. From those cars men dressed in suits stepped out.

'So, at the party there are rich men.'

After an hour of waiting inside her room she was still not called by her aunt. It was 8 p.m. Anxiously, she kept on staring on the closed door. Whenever there would be footsteps she would quickly stand up, but none were for her.

As the minutes passed by she grew more anxious.

'Was it all an act?'

She didn't want to think anything negative, but it seemed likely that hey had forgetten about Huan Chu Hua. Her heartbeat was beating faster as the time passed by.

All she wished for was for her aunt to come faster.

The door opened. All the colours to Chu Hua's face returned back. Her aunt stood there wearing a long red evening dress. "Come down, don't do anything stupid and stand quietly." she ordered her.

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"Sir, we are here." Wang Yi Xin said looking out the car window. He was the Personal Secretary of Cheng Empire's President.

Wang Yi Xin looked after both President's Cheng's office and household. He was paid well as well.

"First send me the photo of the girl and then I will tell you what to do." his boss said from the phone.

"Yes. President." he answered.

'An auction for a girl? They are really low.'