Luo Qi, led by the hotel staff, arrived at the makeup room where the bride had just finished getting ready.
"You're here," said the bride happily as she stood up from the chair.
"You look so beautiful," Luo Qi complimented.
Everyone likes to hear nice things, and sure enough, the bride's smile grew even broader.
"What a sweet talker you are."
"I'm just telling the truth," Luo Qi had figured out that compliments were what the bride loved to hear the most.
From a young age, she had been bathed in honey, constantly hearing praises. Not only was she not tired of them, but she also grew increasingly fond of hearing them.
But seeing the happiness on her face, Luo Qi guessed she must be living a good life, and Luo Qi felt a bit envious.
After helping the bride change into her wedding dress and checking it over to make sure there were no loose threads or tears, they sat down together to chat.
