After Being Reborn, Her Only Mission Is to Love Him

Xiao Jinglan was unclear why Song Sinian had left on a business trip just after their wedding.

But she knew all too well how terrifying it could be to interrupt him while he was working.

This kind of banquet was no different from work to him, and one could imagine what would happen if she sent someone over without any greeting.

However, Old Master Song was obviously aware of this, so Xiao Jinglan continued, "I will have someone notify Sinian in advance. Perhaps after a short time apart, there might even be some good news."

Upon hearing Xiao Jinglan's words, Old Master Song's face looked a bit better, "Mhm, that's the way to go."

"Then I'll go make the arrangements," Xiao Jinglan said as she stood up and left the living room.

She had just told Old Master Song to his face that she would notify Song Sinian in advance, but if someone "accidentally" forgot in the process of passing along the message...

Well, then she could hardly be blamed.

A wife, neglected by her husband just after their wedding, dressed up for a banquet only to be ignored by him... tsk tsk...

Just thinking about it made one feel sorry for Lu Zhaozhao.

Would she still be able to stay so indifferent then?

She was really looking forward to seeing what would happen...

The next day at noon, Lu Zhaozhao, still groggy with sleep, was picked up by Xiao Jinglan's people.

As if they didn't want her to have any contact with the outside world, they even took her phone when she arrived at the beauty salon.

Lu Zhaozhao had thought that playing dumb in front of Xiao Jinglan last time would grant her some peace for a while.

Now, with the whole salon likely filled with Xiao Jinglan's people, she figured it was best to be cautious.

"Mrs. Song, you look so beautiful, Mr. Song will be beside himself when he sees you," the makeup artist praised lavishly while applying her makeup.

Feigning shyness, Lu Zhaozhao tugged at the corner of her mouth and tentatively asked, "What mainly happens at the banquet later? The people from my aunt-in-law didn't explain much when they sent me over..."

"Mrs. Song, you jest. It must be because Mr. Song misses you that he sent someone to bring you over, right?"

"Yes, Mrs. Song, don't worry. It's just a charity dinner. Beyond dressing up beautifully and taking Mr. Song's arm, there's nothing else you need to do."

"Mr. Song won't know how happy he will be when he sees Mrs. Song later..."

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Inside the dressing room, several women chattered non-stop, but the two points they repeatedly emphasized were these:

One, that it was Song Sinian himself who had wanted her to come.

The other, that Song Sinian would surely be overjoyed at her arrival.

If it weren't for needing to play along with these people, Lu Zhaozhao would have burst into laughter.

In her past life, Xiao Jinglan always liked doing this sort of thing, suppressing first to elevate later.

Letting her fill with anticipation for seeing Song Sinian only to have her expectations cruelly dashed.

Time and again, her passion and hope were worn down, turning her into a puppet manipulated by Xiao Jinglan's whim.

But now, looking back, it all seemed so ludicrous.

They had taken her phone so she couldn't confirm the truth of the information in her idle time.

It seemed that even now, Song Sinian had no idea she had arrived.

Should she inform him first?

Lu Zhaozhao pondered for a moment, but then she suddenly remembered that in the past life, no matter what situation she faced before him, he never seemed to take his anger out on her.

At the time, she was so preoccupied with her own heartache, she didn't notice this detail.

"Mrs. Song, what do you think of this dress? This is a Ralph custom dress that top actresses and supermodel celebrities all love. It looks absolutely stunning on you!"

"Mrs. Song's figure is simply too perfect. Mr. Song is so lucky!"

"Mrs. Song will surely dazzle the entire charity gala later, and many people are bound to be envious of Mr. Song~"

Lu Zhaozhao snapped back to reality, glanced at her reflection in the mirror, and her eyes slightly flickered with light.

The backless bright yarn evening gown, with its splendid floral hem and raindrop-like crystal drops at the edge, was indeed indescribably beautiful.

She had to admit, Xiao Jinglan had really spared no expense in dressing her up.

This Ralph custom dress alone was worth at least eight figures, and the person who had done her makeup was a top-notch makeup artist known throughout the entertainment industry.

Aside from being a bit noisy around the ears, everything else was quite good.

Since she was all dressed up, she naturally had to cooperate with them.

Lu Zhaozhao's eyes curved into a smile, and there was indescribable anticipation in her gaze, "When can I meet Mr. Song? I wonder if he will be too busy..."

Upon hearing Lu Zhaozhao's words, several people looked at each other as if they had received a signal.

Eventually, the makeup artist from earlier spoke up, "How could that be? Mr. Song is surely eager to see you, Mrs. Song. Rest assured, we will arrange for you to go to the banquet hall right now."

"Good, then I'll have to trouble you all."

Lu Zhaozhao nodded at her, yet her gaze seriously swept across the faces of the group.

Her abrupt action made the makeup artist inexplicably nervous.

With an awkward twist of her mouth, she asked tentatively, "Mrs. Song, is there something you're dissatisfied with?"

Lu Zhaozhao shook her head, lightly laughed, and said, "Not at all, I just want to remember everyone's faces clearly, so I can tell Mr. Song later. After all, everyone has been so fantastic, haven't they?"

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Although Lu Zhaozhao's remarks sounded like compliments, for some reason, they left everyone feeling a chill down their backs.

Maybe they were just overthinking it...

The makeup salon wasn't far from the venue of the banquet, so in less than fifteen minutes, Lu Zhaozhao arrived at the banquet hall.

Sure enough, as she expected, Song Sinian hadn't arrived yet.

Although the charity gala had already drawn quite a number of attendees, for someone like Song Sinian who typically disliked social events, he certainly wouldn't arrive a minute early.

Lu Zhaozhao sighed, and made her way straight to a bench beside the food service area.

If it were her previous life, she would have already been anxiously searching for Song Sinian.

Without a cellphone, and without an invitation, she would surely be taken away for identity verification. But with Xiao Jinglan, this bug, they would detain her until Song Sinian showed up.

She was Song Sinian's newlywed wife, unrecognized by anyone; they could easily use this as an excuse.

This wretched bunch, that's how they played with a naive young girl like her—it was truly despicable!

But she would never do such a stupid thing again.

Lu Zhaozhao picked up a plate of petit fours, jabbed a fork into one, and was about to pop it into her mouth.

The sweet and glutinous taste instantly improved her mood.

Thinking about meeting Song Sinian, who had been away on a business trip for several days, her appetite improved considerably as well.

"Excuse me for interrupting, beautiful lady, are you also here alone for the charity gala?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice reached her ears.

Lu Zhaozhao's eyes trembled slightly, and she instinctively turned toward the source of the sound.

Was it him?

How could he be here?