Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - chapter 36

Alright… alright…

Beili fell silent.

Under the careful selection of Madam Constance, the shop assistant gingerly brought over a burgundy wavy mermaid dress with a high side slit.

To match, there was a three-layer black gemstone necklace and long black velvet gloves.

The shoes were also chosen: a pair of soft leather, knee-high black boots with small heels, adorned with black rhinestones at the tips.

After changing, the shop assistant braided her hair, put on a delicate headpiece, and applied a noble makeup look.

When everything was finished, two shop assistants wheeled over an oval mirror.

The cut of the dress perfectly outlined her figure, and the hem swayed gently with each step, making her appear even taller and more elegant.

“Isn’t this too extravagant?” Beili asked.

“Yes!”

Taking a soft, shiny black fur-edged cloak from the assistant, Madam Constance nodded, her eyes shining a little brighter.

“Only such a splendid dress can barely be worthy of my daughter.” She nodded in satisfaction.

Well… alright then.

…

When she stepped out of the shop again,

the Young Woman was like a rose in full bloom in winter, instantly lighting up the entire snow-covered street.

Almost every passerby felt their heart skip a beat at the sight, unable to help but stop and admire her, their eyes filled with unconcealed amazement.

Feeling a bit unnatural, Beili lowered her gaze, clenching her slightly sweaty right hand under the cloak.

Madam Constance noticed the stiffness in the Young Woman’s expression and immediately cupped her face, planting a firm kiss on her cheek.

“Darling, you look absolutely stunning now!”

“You must understand that eyes never lie-they are always drawn to beauty!”

“Shrinking away because of your own beauty is completely unreasonable!”

Hmm… Madam Constance was right.

Why should one feel timid because of beauty?

Even if this body wasn’t hers, while she was in control of it, she should relax and enjoy the envious gazes.

Under Madam Constance’s warm encouragement, she nodded, her expression becoming calm and natural.

But this calmness was short-lived, lasting only until they chose a nice restaurant and began to enjoy lunch.

Then it was interrupted.

She heard Madam Constance, looking proud, say to a young man who had boldly approached Bartholomew:

“Although you have a discerning eye and are very brave, I must sincerely apologize and tell you that you have no chance with Luoluo.”

“Because on the tenth day after her birth, she was already betrothed to Prince Cyril of Sainthos.”

Madam Constance said.

…

Beili opened her mouth, the silver knife and fork in her hand clattering onto the plate.

She was engaged to whom?

Cyril? An engagement?

She almost choked on the fruit wine in her mouth.

Beili stared at her in a daze, unable to speak for a moment.

Madam Constance looked extremely pleased, and even after the man who tried to strike up a conversation left dejectedly, she deliberately glanced at him several more times, as if proud of what she had just said.

After watching the young man leave, Madam Constance turned back to look at Bartholomew. Seeing her expression, she seemed to suddenly realize something, covering her lips and looking at her apologetically.

“I forgot to tell you such an important thing, sorry, darling.”

She stared at Madam Constance in shock. “Mother, is everything you said true?”

“Of course it’s true!”

Madam Constance’s expression was very serious.

“Alright, Luoluo, you don’t need to pay any attention to that man. He doesn’t even have the qualifications to approach you.”
Madam Constance winked at her and said, “Don’t worry, Luoluo! Prince Cyril is very handsome. If you saw him at Holy Island Academy, you would absolutely like him!”

Beili suppressed her surprised expression, her face turning serious for a moment of thought, then she asked, “Can this engagement be cancelled?”

The smile on Madam Constance’s face suddenly became forced, as if Beili’s words had doused her with cold water.

“Why? Luoluo, don’t you want to marry Prince Cyril?”

“If you met Prince Cyril, you would definitely like him, I promise!” Madam Constance said.

“Mother, let’s not talk about anything else. Just tell me, can this engagement be cancelled?” Beili’s tone grew a little anxious.

How could she not be anxious? She absolutely didn’t want to compete with the heroine for the male lead.

Not at all.

“Well… if you want to do that, Luoluo, the engagement between you and His Highness can most likely be cancelled.”

“Because this engagement was made verbally by His Majesty the King when you were just born. Unfortunately, after you disappeared, everyone forgot about it…”

As if recalling a sad memory, the smile that had been on Madam Constance’s face all day faded away.

Seeing this, Beili actually felt a little sorry for her.

She quickly picked up her silver fork, speared a piece of tender beef, and brought it to Madam Constance’s lips, trying to distract her from sinking into sad memories.

“It’s okay, Mother. I’ve already met Prince Cyril at Holy Island Academy, he…”

Seeing Madam Constance open her mouth to eat the tender beef and smile again, Beili changed her tone and began to complain, “He’s so difficult to get along with!”

“Every time I see him, he’s always wearing a scowl, like everyone owes him a box of Magic Crystals!”

“Oh… is that so?”

Hearing this, Madam Constance looked surprised. “Dear, whenever I saw His Highness the Prince in the palace at Sainthos, I just thought he was nothing like those arrogant young Nobles-His Highness is very courteous.”

“That’s only in the palace! His manners are all an act! At the Academy, he doesn’t give anyone a pleasant face at all!”

Beili pressed on. “And he speaks so harshly-every sentence sounds like he’s scolding people, making it impossible for anyone to respond!”

Surprisingly, hearing this put Madam Constance in a better mood. “It seems you and Prince Cyril get along quite well, Luoluo!”

Beili was stunned. “What?”

“Otherwise, how would you know so much about His Highness Cyril?”

Madam Constance gave her a meaningful smile.

“In Sainthos… there are quite a few Noble girls lining up to marry Prince Cyril. Even Susanna seems to have a bit of a crush on him… I’ve heard your father mention it twice.”

That’s exactly the problem…

“Anyway, I don’t like him at all. He’s not my type whatsoever!”

Beili looked seriously at Madam Constance.

“Alright then… Luoluo.”

Madam Constance sighed softly with deep regret. “Mother understands what you mean.”

Seeing that the topic was finally over, Beili breathed a sigh of relief and began to eat in peace.

Her wine glass was almost empty.

Madam Constance raised her hand and beckoned a server to refill their wine.

The server responded and brought a tray of red wine to their table, starting to pour.

At that moment, a few people seated behind them stood up to leave.

“Excuse me.” Someone said.

The voice was so cold it seemed frosted over.

Beili froze for a moment, looking up dazedly to see several familiar figures blocked in the aisle by the server.