Dowry List?

Nan Si Qiao blinked her eyes and then turned around.

She murmured to herself, 'It's really cheap for that brat Long Qian Xing.'

Nan Hua looked at her aunt helplessly and then looked at the mirror. At this time, she hadn't worn any makeup, but the dress alone was really good. She didn't really see it before, but it seemed to be very suitable for her. 

After looking for some time, she looked at her aunt again, who seemed to look like her cabbage has been stolen by a pig.

Even though Nan Hua was not raised by Nan Si Qiao, but Nan Si Qiao often felt that Nan Hua was already like her own daughter. 

This made her a bit uncomfortable that this 'daughter' of hers was coveted by others.

But at the same time, Nan Si Qiao also wanted Nan Hua to be happy.

"Don't forget the veil," Nan Si Qiao reminded. 

Nan Hua nodded. "Yes, Aunt."

"Good girl." Nan Si Qiao looked at Nan Hua a few more times before asking Nan Hua to change her clothes.