Reborn As Super Heiress-Chapter 1683 - 1677: Memories Like Smoke

Due to the recent collaboration on "History of China," Huo Sining and Sister Hu have developed a certain level of rapport.

Sister Hu is probably more familiar with Huo Sining’s face than Huo Sining herself, expertly shaping her eyebrows and clearing away the peach fuzz.

Watching the transformation from plain face to a sophisticated makeup is like witnessing oneself evolve from a rustic girl after rebirth to a gradual metamorphosis.

The slight tingling on her cheeks made Huo Sining involuntarily close her eyes slowly.

Her eyes subtly glistened with moisture, seemingly recalling the multitude of experiences before her rebirth.

In her past life, at this time, she had just entered society, desperately working overtime and juggling multiple part-time jobs to sustain herself, struggling and bullied; those experiences were like sealed memories gradually being torn open, yet without the imagined pain and fear.

It turns out those scars of past memories will eventually fade away with rebirth, and those who once hurt her would dissipate like sands in the tide, vanished into dust.

"Did I hurt you?" Seeing Huo Sining’s eyes moist, Sister Hu instinctively paused her hand, asking anxiously.

Huo Sining gently shook her head, signaling Sister Hu to continue.

"Brides traditionally undergo face threading; in ancient times, they used strings, but I’ll just use tweezers for symbolic hair removal. It’ll be quick. If it hurts, say so, don’t endure it."

Saying this, Sister Hu still subconsciously lightened her touch, afraid of hurting Huo Sining.

A bride’s makeup is not like filming studio shoots; she needs to maintain a beautiful, elegant posture to face the wedding guests throughout the entire day, so the makeup must be longer-lasting.

Fortunately, Huo Sining’s foundation is truly excellent; having done her makeup so many times, Sister Hu cannot help but marvel at how incredibly fine Huo Sining’s skin is, requiring minimal effort to achieve a beautiful look.

The final step is styling the hair; as Sister Hu worked on Huo Sining’s hair, she chanted softly: "First comb to the end, second comb to aging gracefully together..."

By this time, it was already past nine in the morning, and the bride’s makeup was the most time-consuming, with every detail carefully pondered over. All other bridesmaids were quietly sitting on the bed or chairs patiently waiting, but Su Qingqing was rather restless.

"Why haven’t they arrived yet? They’re too slow!" Su Qingqing stood up from the bed, stretched her neck, and looked out into the yard.

Huang Hanyun glanced at Su Qingqing with mild exasperation: "Pacing back and forth, even if you’re not dizzy, I am. What are you worried about; Ningning is sitting here. Those who know would understand its Ningning’s wedding, but others might think it’s you getting married!"

Su Qingqing felt stung: "I’m just worried about Ningning; the groom hasn’t arrived yet; could something have delayed him?"

Hearing this, Huo Sining hurriedly waved her hand: "No, I’m not anxious. I’m not taking the blame here. Are you wanting to see your man in a groomsman’s suit?"

Su Qingqing was instantly embarrassed: "I am not!"

Huo Sining laughed and said: "Don’t bother hiding it; what you’re thinking is practically written on your forehead! Let me tell you; Qingqing is even more eager to get married than I am. When the ceremony happens and it’s time to toss the bouquet, none of you should snatch it away; just let her have it!"

A group of bridesmaids burst into laughter at Huo Sining’s teasing words, rolling into a heap, while Su Qingqing stood abashedly stomping her feet.

At that moment, the distinct sound of car horns and fireworks came from outside the yard, and soon someone responsible for lookout ran in, shouting: "They’re here, the groom’s car has arrived!"

The bridesmaids began to unleash their creativity, making things difficult for the groom with hurdles like reciting "Three Obediences and Four Virtues" and answering three hundred questions about the bride, even down to details like the bride’s shoe size and bra size, and finally demanded the groom sing love songs satisfactorily, embracing every opportunity to challenge him.

Outside the door, the groom and his troupe of groomsmen were packed in, while the bridesmaids set myriad tasks for them through the window, requiring red envelope bribery for those unanswerable.

Though the bridesmaids were slender, gathered together, their presence was exceptionally formidable.

Gu Xu, amidst this flurry of challenges, nervously sweated through his palms, urgently signaled towards the groomsmen troupe.

Ouyang Jun and Qin Tian, seeing this, said nothing, pulling out a stack of red envelopes and began tossing them out.

Huang Hanyun pocketed a stack of red envelopes, feeling delighted, turned to see Huo Sining playing games on a tablet, earnestly slicing fruit.

Witnessing this, Huang Hanyun was instantly flummoxed, utterly speechless towards Huo Sining’s behavior.

"Miss Huo Sining, could you act a bit nervous, like a bride should? You’re so relaxed; it feels like we’re the ones getting married, and you’re just watching. Are you sure this is appropriate?"

The nearby photographer overheard Huang Hanyun’s robust ribbing, couldn’t help but stifle a laugh.

These photographers were part of the Red Umbrella Beauty’s professional team, comforting Huo Sining with their presence. But since they were people she trained for security tasks, being high-caliber computer experts, it seemed quite an absurd waste of talent having them record her wedding.

However, considering this wedding is Huo Sining and Gu Xu’s, all security personnel eagerly signed up to participate. For this photographer slot, they fiercely competed.

Faced with Huang Hanyun’s questioning, Huo Sining finally lifted her head, bewilderedly asked: "Huh? Have they arrived? I haven’t finished this level yet, uh..."

Before finishing her words, she saw Gu Xu standing in front of her, impeccably attired in a suit, gazing at her with a half-smiling look.

Whoa, how did this guy get in so quickly? Huo Sining couldn’t help but widen her eyes, staring incredulously at Gu Xu.

"Still early, want to play one more round?" Gu Xu asked cheerfully.

"N-No need..." Huo Sining stammered instantly.

"Play what; if you continue, you’ll miss your own wedding!" Beside them, the impatient Huang Hanyun swiftly snatched the tablet from Huo Sining’s hands, toss it onto the bed.

Deprived of her tablet, Huo Sining instinctively clenched the hem of her clothes, looking helplessly towards Gu Xu.

She really wasn’t deliberately playing games; it’s her first wedding, lacking experience, and merely hearing the fireworks made her inexplicably tense, heart pounding vigorously, a mixture of excitement and chaos. Especially under Gu Xu’s blazing gaze, she dared not even lift her head.