After being diagnosed with a terminal illness, the fake heiress binds herself to a rough-looking man

Saturday.

The Jiang family started getting busy at five in the morning.

The floral arrangement team made six trips, turning the entire banquet hall into a botanical garden.

Three layers of floral curtains hung beneath the crystal chandelier, with roses mixed with hydrangeas, their colors ranging from white to gold.

The lighting technician was adjusting the color temperature, the sound engineer was testing the microphones, and the butler was leading a dozen or so people to check the placement of the tableware.

Jiang Yu peered out the third-floor window for a while, then yawned.

She didn't sleep well last night, tossing and turning, thinking about the security at the side gate.

I thought about it until 3 a.m., then decided to stop thinking about it and pulled the covers over my head to sleep.

It's only 10 a.m. now, and the banquet won't start until 5 p.m.

Jiang Ruoruo closed the door at eight o'clock, and the entire right wing of the second floor was filled with the smell of hair dryers and hairspray.

The makeup artist brought two assistants, and the stylist carried three large suitcases; the setup was no different from shooting a magazine cover.

As Jiang Yu passed by her room, she heard a jingling sound coming from inside, probably someone picking out jewelry.

"Lift the outer corner of your eye up a little bit, yes, that's the curve—"

Jiang Ruoruo's voice was very excited.

Jiang Yu didn't stop and continued walking downstairs.

Wang Ma was looking at the menu in the kitchen.

Seeing Jiang Yu come down, he quickly poured her a glass of warm water and handed it to her.

"What would you like to eat, Miss? We're not serving lunch; the kitchen is too busy before the dinner."

"Just make me a sandwich, that'll do."

Jiang Yu sat on a small stool in the corner of the kitchen, legs crossed, biting into a sandwich, watching Wang Ma direct the maids to cut fruit.

The quiet and leisurely atmosphere contrasted sharply with the chaotic makeup scene upstairs.

The little ball of light peeked out from her collar.

[Host, there are still seven hours until the banquet begins. Aren't you going to start preparing in advance?]

Jiang Yu mentally chewed on a sandwich: "What's there to prepare? I'm not going on stage to give a speech."

But you have to wear that burgundy backless dress today. The back of that dress is slit all the way down to your waist, so you need to do your body care beforehand to make sure your skin looks flawless under the lights.

"I have 'skin as white as ice and bones as jade'."

[…Alright, a system-cheat player like this doesn't need the efforts of an ordinary person.]

Jiang Yu stuffed the last bite of the sandwich into her mouth and clapped her hands.

She went back to her room, took the burgundy dress out of the trunk, and hung it on the hanger.

The texture of velvet appears dark and intense under natural light.

The front features a clean V-neck that extends to just below the collarbone.

Turn around, and your entire back is completely exposed, from the shoulder blades all the way to the deepest part of your lower back, with only two extremely thin, crisscrossing straps maintaining the structure.

You can't wear a bra under this dress.

Jiang Yu hung up her skirt and took out the wine-red gemstone earrings she had put in the drawer last night.

It was given to Lin Xingran by her mother.

She held the earring up to her skirt and compared it to the dress.

The colors are almost identical.

"Perfect."

Then she pulled out the pair of burgundy satin flats.

Jiang Yu'an reminded her of those eyes.

The three-piece set is complete.

Jiang Yu packed her things, climbed into bed, and set an alarm for 3:30 pm.

She actually fell asleep again.

When the alarm clock rang, the light outside the window had already turned into a warm orange hue, typical of the afternoon.

The noise downstairs grew even louder.

There was the sound of wheels rolling over a gravel road, probably from guests who had arrived early.

Jiang Yu took a shower and dried her hair.

3:50.

She has no makeup artist and no stylist.

A person stands in front of the sink and opens their makeup bag.

A thin layer of foundation is enough.

The "Ice Skin Jade Bone" treatment has made my skin so smooth that even my pores have almost disappeared, so foundation looks like I'm not wearing any at all.

My eyebrows were already shaped, so I didn't need to apply too much makeup. I used a burgundy earth tone for my eyeshadow and only layered it twice.

Extend the eyeliner by half a centimeter for a clean and neat look.

I applied mascara twice.

Finally, I unscrewed the tube of bright red lipstick.

After thinking about it, I put it down again.

I switched to a darker burgundy lip gloss, applying a thin layer.

Matching the color of the skirt, it's not overpowering, but it complements the wearer.

4:10.

Jiang Yu took the dress off the hanger and slipped it on sideways.

The velvet feels cool the moment it touches your skin.

She zipped up the invisible zipper on the side in front of the full-length mirror and turned to look at her back.

The entire spine line was completely exposed.

Her shoulder blades were beautifully shaped, and the two shallow dimples on her lower back were faintly visible under the light.

Two crisscrossing straps are pulled from the shoulders to the lower back, fitting perfectly at the narrowest point.

The velvet didn't look heavy on her; instead, it accentuated her figure beautifully.

Jiang Yu turned slightly to the side, satisfied.

She put on her earrings, slipped into her flat shoes, and didn't put her hair up.

Her long hair was loose, slightly curled, and draped over her exposed back, covering half of it and revealing the other half.

4:40.

The phone rang.

Lin Xingran: [Everyone's here. If you don't come down soon, your brother's going to come upstairs and drag you out.]

Jiang Yu: [Come pick me up.]

Lin Xingran: [?? I'm not your bridesmaid.]

Jiang Yu: [Come to the third floor. I need you to check if the back straps are crooked.]

Lin Xingran replied instantly: 【Coming.】

A minute later, Lin Xingran pushed the door open and came in.

Today she wore a dark green satin dress, her hair was up, and she had put on full makeup.

The moment she saw Jiang Yu upon entering, she stood motionless at the doorway.

"Hold."

Jiang Yu turned around to show her her back: "Are the straps straight?"

Lin Xingran walked over and flicked the left strap with her finger.

"Correct."

She walked around to face Jiang Yu and looked her up and down.

"Jiang Yu, if you wear this today, Jiang Ruoruo might just die on the spot."

Don't exaggerate.

"I'm not exaggerating. I got goosebumps when you turned around just now."

Lin Xingran stretched out her arm to show her, "Look, I have goosebumps."

Jiang Yu chuckled.

The little ball of light spun around in her mind.

[Host, your current appearance score has exceeded the system's limit. It is recommended that you slow down when you make your entrance to maximize visual impact.]

Jiang Yu replied in her mind, "Are you a life-extending system or a runway coach?"

Leave the professional tasks to the professional systems.

4:55.

The banquet hall is located on the east side of the first floor, with a ceiling height of six meters, and the crystal chandelier is turned on at full power.

Most of the guests were already seated.

The round tables were covered with white tablecloths, and fresh flowers were placed in the center of each table.

Jiang Ruoruo sat in the center of the main table, her champagne gold dress dazzling under the lights.

Her makeup was exquisite, her hair was styled in a French low bun, and she wore a pair of diamond earrings.

It is indeed beautiful.

The kind of beauty that comes from meticulous preparation all day long.

Jiang's mother would occasionally help her straighten her skirt.

Jiang Yu'an sat at the far side of the main table, with an empty seat to her right.

He wore a dark navy blue suit and a black tie today.

His gold-rimmed glasses were spotless, and he was as cold as a mobile icebox.

Lin Xingran went down first.

Jiang Yu stood at the end of the second-floor corridor and looked down through the railing.

The entrance to the banquet hall is on the right side of the first-floor lobby, and there is a curved staircase leading down from the second floor.

The staircase faces the lobby directly, and from the top, you can see everything below.

"Alright." She breathed a sigh of relief.

As I stepped onto the first step of the stairs, several guests below, who were exchanging pleasantries, inadvertently looked up.

Then I couldn't look away.