Nation's Desirable Bride.

"You are really WeiWei's Aunt? How come WeiWei has never met you before? Should I call Mama to ask first?" WeiWei asked, her expression was that of serenity. The seriousness on her little face looked kind of cute but there was something in her deep grey eyes that would not allow anyone to joke. 

Feng Yi Ran looked at her and could not help but smile. This look was very familiar to her. In no way she could forget the flash of Shufen's attitude she could evidently see in the little girl. Be her eyes or her seriousness, all were the same as him. 

"Ask your Mama? Why? Don't you believe me if I tell you that? After all, why would I lie to you? I am your Aunt." Feng Yi Ran said, giving a smile of assurance to the little one. But to her assurance, WeiWei just shook her head.