"Sister Aran, this headpiece is truly beautiful! Thank you. You have no idea—the gifts my cousin used to pick out were always so dreadfully old-fashioned. I could only accept them with a forced smile, knowing I wouldn't be able to wear them for another ten years." Meng Wenhui picked up a tassel hairpin and began toying with it in her hair.
The door to Meng Wenhui’s room was suddenly kicked open, and a girl in red burst in like a whirlwind. "Wenhui, sorry I'm late! This is your gift."
"Bailing, you’re the same every time you come over! Can’t you be a little more gentle? You scared me again! Sister Aran, are you alright?" Meng Wenhui had been so startled by the door-kicking that she nearly dropped the hairpin.
Chapter 123