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Meanwhile, my phone rang.
It was a call from the Guild Leader.
"Hello? Guild Leader, what can I do for you?"
I answered the call with a trembling voice, trying to calm myself down.
"Why didn't you continue the Live Stream earlier?"
The Guild Leader sounded somewhat displeased.
I explained, "I'm sorry, I wasn't feeling well."
"Not feeling well? You looked perfectly fine to me!"
The Guild Leader scoffed, "Let me remind you, you're currently a key focus for the company."
"As long as you behave and listen, I guarantee you'll become a sensation online."
"But if you dare to disobey, don't blame me for being harsh!"
Listening to the Guild Leader's threats made me feel a wave of injustice wash over me.
I had followed their requirements and done the Live Stream; how could I still be threatened?
But I didn't dare to argue back and could only repeatedly agree, "Yes, yes, I understand."
"I'll continue the Live Stream first thing tomorrow morning."
"That's more like it." The Guild Leader huffed again. "I assure you, the company will do everything possible to make you famous."
After saying that, the Guild Leader hung up the phone abruptly.
As I listened to the busy tone on the line, a sense of irritation washed over me.
This is so annoying!
Why have so many strange things been happening lately?
Could it be that I'm just too tired?
Perhaps my recent mental state has been off, which is why I've been misremembering things?
Thinking this way eased my mood considerably.
I picked up the Wedding Dress, carefully folded it, and locked it in the bottom drawer of the wardrobe.
Let it stay here from now on!
After all, I will never wear it again.
Once the Wedding Dress was secured, I changed into my pajamas and climbed into bed.
I hope I won't have nightmares tonight...
The scent of the incense wafted through the air once more.
I felt numb all over.
Everything around me blurred, and it seemed as if there were many Old Women surrounding me.
They grabbed my face with their hands, applying various tools to my skin.
"Stop struggling, girl."
"Just be obedient."
"The Yang Family has already calculated your birth date, and the one who matches you best is our Young Master Yang."
"From now on, you belong to the Yang Family."
"May the Yang Family prosper!"
"No! I'm not."
I tried to break free but felt utterly powerless.
I could only let them apply makeup on my face.
They skillfully transformed me into a bride.
Their voices kept murmuring words like "wedding," "bridal chamber," and "give birth."
Their chants were like a spell, drilling into my ears.
My consciousness grew fainter, as if I truly had become a bride waiting to be married.
Suddenly, a piercing sound of the Suona filled my ears.
I jolted awake, sitting up in bed.
Strange!
Just a moment ago, I was surrounded by a crowd, and now, in the blink of an eye, I find myself back in my own room.
Could it be that everything just now was a dream?
No, that can’t be right!
Suddenly, an important thought struck me.
I looked down at myself, and my pajamas were gone, replaced by that familiar Wedding Dress.
What’s going on?
Why is this Wedding Dress on me?
Could it be that everything just now was not a dream?
I reached out to touch my chest, wanting to confirm.
As soon as my fingers brushed against the fabric, I froze.
This Wedding Dress is really on me!
And it feels incredibly soft, almost like a woman's skin.
What’s happening?
Why is this dress on my body?
I clearly locked it away in the cabinet before going to sleep!
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