Gu Pinting felt a secret sense of alarm.
Why is the dress her aunt lent her today a bit ill-fitting? The waist is too tight, the hips as well, arms, shoulders, armpits... everywhere feels constricted!
The cocktail party hasn't officially started yet, but later she'll have to perform the opening dance. Wearing such a tight gown—won't it damage her leading lady image?
Ah, ah, ah, her aunt isn't here. Otherwise, with her aunt's skills, she might have adjusted the dress's waistline on the spot, letting out a centimeter or two.
Although Gu Shiyin's recent revelation startled her, leaving her a bit upset and confused, still, thinking about how good Gu Shiyin has been to her, generously rewarding the Silver Alliance Hierarch willingly, she can't help but miss Gu Shiyin's presence.
At least, with her aunt around, she'd have someone to help solve problems anytime.
