Blood… Is it an ill-omen? In the past, she had only heard of things like that on television, but she thought they were baseless and nonsensical. After all, how was the mere sight of blood inauspicious?
However, as she was looking at that fresh trail of blood, she started to get extremely anxious. She had felt a nagging sense of unease. Although she was relatively fine that day, the broken glass and the comment from the stylist’s assistant had shaken her. She felt a knot in the pit of her stomach. This feeling…
When Yan walked over to look at the cut on her leg, Han Muzi suddenly went berserk and grabbed her phone to call Ye Moxuan. With her eyes twitching and heart pounding, she feared that something had happened to him.
“Don’t worry.” Yan comforted as she watched Han Muzi from the side. “The assistant didn’t know what she was saying. Don’t mind her.”
The assistant realized then that she had made a mistake. Even if it were true, she should not have said it in that situation and dampen the mood.
She quickly walked up to Han Muzi and admitted her wrongdoings with her head down. “I’m sorry, Miss Han. I accidentally said something I shouldn’t have. Please don’t mind me. I didn’t mean anything by what I said.”
The stylist followed, “That’s right, Miss Han. That’s just an old wives’ tale. It’s a good day today, and the wedding ceremony will begin soon. You don’t have to worry about a thing and just sit here while we finish doing your makeup.”
“Yeah, Muzi. Nothing will happen, so don’t worry…” Yan advised from the side.
Han Muzi took in every one of their words. She still did not feel at ease, but seeing them worried about her made her think that perhaps she had made a big deal out of nothing. Ye Moxuan was on the plane. Moreover, it was not time for the plane to land yet so it was normal that he did not have his phone turned on.
As she looked at the thin cut on her leg and thought about the assistant’s comment, she felt that she had gotten more sensitive after her pregnancy which led to her overthinking and making a big fuss over some broken glass.
Taking a deep breath in, she tried to calm herself down. She said, “I’m okay. I’m going to the bathroom.” After she returned from the bathroom, she composed herself. When she saw their worried glances at her, she smiled at them. “I’m really fine. Let’s continue with my makeup.”
Yan went up to her side and looked at her cautiously. “Are you okay now, Muzi?”
“Yes. Isn’t the wedding starting soon? Let’s get on with this.”
For the remainder of the time, the stylist was more cautious while she worked on Han Muzi. After that small, unfortunate incident, the atmosphere in the room had turned sour. The assistant who made the mistake was even afraid to let out a sound while everyone else was walking on eggshells in the room. Although Han Muzi did not fall asleep, she fell extremely silent.
When everything was done and settled, it was almost time for the ceremony. Their close friends started to show up one after the other.
The location where the ceremony would take place was about thirty minutes away from their current location. They had also arranged for some photo-taking sessions in between, so the ceremony was scheduled to take place an hour and a half later. Before that, the bridegroom and his best man would also have to go and escort the bride.
Parents from both sides would also attend. Because Ye Moxuan’s birth parents had passed away and Han Muzi’s only closest kin was her brother, they both decided to simplify that segment of the wedding and went straight to escorting the bride.
Han Qing checked Ye Moxuan’s flight notice and pursed his lips. “It’s not too far to get here from the airport. He should come right over as soon as he gets off the plane.”
Han Muzi had finished getting her makeup done. She sat and waited on the decorated marriage bed with a bouquet in her hands.
Yan stood next to Han Muzi in her bridesmaid gown and a face full of makeup. When she saw Han Qing, she did not dare to look straight at him because of her dark circles. She was devastated.
She had wanted to welcome her crush with her best look, yet she had suffered from sleep loss and grew two large dark circles on her face instead. Even though the makeup artist had tried to cover them up for her, the sleep loss had also worsened her skin condition. In any case, she was unsatisfied with her appearance that day.
Yan could only follow along with Han Muzi and listen to Han Qing talk while her head was down.
“Mm.” Han Qing nodded and let out a sign of acknowledgment about the situation. He then looked at Han Muzi for a while, thereupon he noticed her lack of excitement that did not fit a bride. His gaze shifted and landed on Yan who was beside her.
Yan immediately felt his deep and intense gaze on her. She carefully looked up at him and met his eyes. She quickly looked back down again out of nervousness as her heart began to pound. What do I do? She wanted to cry. Was he looking at me? Why is he looking at me? Did he notice my dark circles?
As thoughts raced through her mind, Han Qing’s gaze still remained fixated on her. She did not know why he was suddenly looking at her, but alas, she looked back up at him.
Took this girl a while to finally raise her head and make eye contact with me. Han Qing did not let that chance go, as he shot her a look and beckoned her.
Yan froze and gaped at him. Then, she lifted an index finger to point at herself.
He nodded then turned around and walked out.
“Muzi, I’ll be right back,” Yan bent down and said to her in a small voice. Once Han Muzi nodded her head in affirmation, Yan felt at ease and headed out. When she followed Han Qing to a quiet place, she felt her heart start to race. She bit her bottom lip nervously and looked ahead at his tall and broad stature.
“W-Why did you call me out?” Ever since Yan made things clear with him the last time, she did not want to address him as President Han anymore as it felt too formal.
Han Qing turned around. He looked at her with a complicated look on his face and happened to notice the hints of dark circles under her eyes. He pursed his lips and asked, “What happened to Muzi?”
Her eyes dimmed but she still answered him wholeheartedly, “I think she’s a bit restless because she’s worried about Young Master Ye.”
Ye Moxuan. It’s bothersome that he’s still nowhere in sight. Han Qing pursed his lips. “I got it. You’re her bridesmaid today, aren’t you? Please help appease her mood a bit more. I’ll deal with Ye Moxuan.”
Yan nodded her head unenthusiastically. “Sure.” Then, she looked up at him. “I-Is that all?”
He frowned. “What else is there?”
Yan was speechless. She thought he would at least ask about her. But he had called her over solely to ask about his sister.
“N-Nothing. I’ll head back in then.” After she turned around, his voice sounded from behind her.
“What’s up with your dark circles?”
