V1: Chapter 15: The Fake Heiress Continues to Act Recklessly

After finishing her nail polish, Liang Di held Liang Lin's hand, raised it above her head, looked left and right, and felt it was a bit monotonous, as if something was missing.

If it were just simple pink, it would indeed be elegant and cute, but the noble ladies' dresses were all luxurious and exquisite, making the nail polish appear plain in comparison.

Liang Di's gaze fell on the diamond on Liang Lin's chest. She suddenly widened her eyes, her smile abruptly.

"I've got it."

If she used tree sap to stick diamonds onto Liang Lin's nails, wouldn't they look as luxurious as a gown?

Liang Di carefully applied a little tree sap to Liang Lin's index fingernail, then took a small pink diamond from the drawer and stuck it on Liang Lin's finger.

"This is... a diamond?"

Liang Lin gasped. "Why did you stick a diamond on my fingernail?"

Liang Di smiled and released Liang Lin's hand. "Lift your hand and see if it looks good."

Completely baffled.

But she obediently raised her hand.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps between her fingers, shining on Liang Lin's face and illuminating the diamond on her index finger, refracting colorful light.

It was quite... pretty.

Liang Di also stuck one on her index finger, but it was blue.

"Does it look good?"

Liang Lin lowered her hand and looked at Liang Di.

The girl was as beautiful as a poem.

Perhaps it was the lighting, but her eyes shone like bright stars, sparkling with a unique light. Every smile and gesture was gentle and refreshing, exuding both beauty and elegance.

Such beautiful eyes, like sapphires, more precious than the diamonds in her hands.

"...Beautiful."

Liang Lin withdrew her gaze.

Damn it, she really is a witch; she actually made her lose her composure for a second.

"I've prepared your dress. Wear this to the tea party the day after tomorrow. Here, it's in the closet. Open it and see if you like it."

It felt like dressing up a cute toy, a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

Liang Di watched Liang Lin's figure, a strange thought rising in her mind.

If she continued to be so obedient... then turning her into her egg-laying machine wouldn't be so bad, would it?

No!

Liang Di gritted her teeth.

She couldn't control these terrifying and wicked thoughts; they kept creeping into her mind, growing stronger day by day.

If it weren't for her strong self-control, she might really… become a "monster."

No wonder the Langwendi family called her and the others before her as "cursed."

Liang Lin opened the closet.

Inside was a burgundy and black dress. The pattern wasn't overly complicated, but the lace trim and tassels were exquisitely crafted.

Liang Lin loved dresses in such somber colors; her room was decorated in that same color scheme.

"Pretty."

She even seemed reluctant to put it down.

"This is something I designed myself," Liang Di said, pushing her wheelchair closer to Liang Lin.

Liang Lin looked at another dress, a combination of royal blue and off-white.

A rather bright color scheme, suitable for Liang Di, the "sunny" and "kind" young lady who always wore a fake smile.

"However, this style doesn't seem very complicated."

Liang Lin raised her hand and touched the sleeve of her dress.

"Of course."

Of course, it won't be complicated.

Miss Phyllis of the Austin family is stunningly beautiful, has impeccable taste, and a kind heart. She often does charity work in the working-class district or goes to church.

In the eyes of many commoner girls, Phyllis is their idol, the epitome of fashion.

If Phyllis takes a liking to a dress designed by me and wears it even once, it's equivalent to giving my family's tailor shop free advertising among the commoners.

Then, by spreading some news, using "The Soteland Empire's first tailor shop catering to all commoners" as a major selling point, we can attract those fashion-loving commoner girls to buy clothes.

See, Austin, this is my plan.

Liang Di's smile was somewhat cold.

She would always remember Auston's attempt to strangle her.

—The next day—

Auston knocked on Liang Lin's door early in the morning.

Liang Lin was grumpy when she woke up, her face full of resentment. She opened the door, not giving Auston a chance to speak.

“Father, if you can’t sleep, you can go to Miranda. She’ll drain your life force to help you fall asleep, instead of you knocking on my door at 8:30 in the morning.”

“…”

Auston’s face flushed red, but Liang Lin was still useful to him, so he dared not offend her. He could only grit his teeth and swallow his scolding.

“Daughter, have you forgotten? We agreed yesterday that I’d give you silver coins today so you could take Liang Di out for a walk. Liang Di is a pitiful child; she has trouble walking. But I don’t trust anyone else to accompany her. Only you, Liang Lin, you’re a steady and good girl. I trust you.”

Liang Lin took a deep breath, accepted the money bag from his hand, and then looked down to see Edwin clinging to Auston’s leg.

“Tsk, bad luck.”

Bang!

The door slammed shut, and Auston's face was as black as soot behind the stove.

Back in her room, Liang Lin lay for a while, but found she couldn't sleep.

Looking at the purse in her hand, she thought going out with Liang Di to cultivate their relationship might be a good idea, so she dressed neatly and went to find Liang Di.

Unexpectedly, Liang Di was already prepared, dressed exceptionally smartly, not in a skirt, but in trousers. Liang Lin looked down at her own cumbersome dress and felt a sudden surge of annoyance.

"Going out? Don't wear this, wear the one I prepared for you."

Liang Di pointed to the neatly folded clothes and trousers laid out on the bed.

Liang Lin put them on, and they fit perfectly.

Inside the carriage.

"That's enough for now, I want to get off and walk around."

Liang Di said.

Liang Lin pushed Liang Di along the crowded street. This was a working-class area; pedestrians hurried by, mostly women carrying baskets and covered in damp mud.

It was ten in the morning; they were probably buying groceries to cook lunch.

The two beautiful young women stood out from the chaotic surroundings.

Although they were dressed simply, their inherent temperaments, a kind of refined elegance aura, created a natural barrier between them and their environment, drawing frequent glances from passersby.

This won't do

Liang Di frowned.

Her hair color was too striking; her snow-white hair was so conspicuous in the dim light.

“Let’s go buy a cloak,” Liang Di whispered.

Her gaze was drawn to an underground tavern in an alley, and Liang Lin followed her gaze.

“You want to go to an underground tavern?”

“Yes.”

The underground tavern is a complex place, filled with all sorts of people; you could call it a den of thugs.

Liang Lin wanted to warn hed.

But then she thought better of it and kept quiet.

If someone inside attacked Liang Di, wouldn't she be able to see exactly how this witch Liang Di attacked others?

"Okay, I'll take you there."