My Miss is a traditional lady of the old school; the rules are etched into her very bones.
On their wedding night, the Chen Family Young Master, disdainful that she wasn’t a “modern woman,” didn’t even lift her bridal veil before climbing over the wall and running away.
Her parents-in-law, fearing she might do something drastic, sent people to stand guard outside her door all night.
But the next morning…
Miss appeared properly dressed and groomed, kneeling respectfully to serve tea to her parents-in-law. “Since I have entered the gates of the Chen Family, it is only right that I serve my elders.”
Three years later.
The Chen Family Young Master returned, bringing with him a woman dressed in a Western-style skirt and high heels.
Standing side-by-side in the center of the main hall, they declared that arranged marriages were a relic of the old feudal system and demanded a divorce from Miss.
In the silence that filled the hall, no one could bear to look at Miss’s face.
Only I saw-
As Miss lowered her gaze…
Very slowly, ever so slowly…
The corners of her lips curled into a faint smile.
