Some random stuff." Ming An Ling makes her way to carry the box.
She rolled up her sleeves and picked up a box with one arm like it was nothing.
"I will be going upstairs." Her voice did not sound weary at all
'!!!!!! What the-' Ming Ji who had exerted a lot of effort to even barely lift it , was shocked.
Was his daughter a she-hulk?
The box weighed at least a few dozen kilograms yet she made it seem like it was so light as if the box contains feathers instead.
Ning yuan's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. At that instant, the image of a weak and adorable daughter in her heart seemed to have shattered.
Ming An Ling knew nothing of the trauma and five stages of grief she caused her parents to gone through.
She has been training since young so it was kind of normal to be able to carry a box that weighed more than twenty kilograms.
Inside her room, Ming An Ling opened her box. In there was a box of madeleines, a few stack of papers and some parts or rather knickknacks she called it. Ignoring the other items, Ming An Ling picked up the box of madeleines and counted inside has twenty five of it. She jumped onto the bed hugging the box and rolled around kicking the air happily. "Hehehehe." She giggled. Her mom happened to pass by her room and heard her giggles, knocked on the door. Ming An Ling immediately reverted back to a her casual face however inside her mind was "MADELEINESSS Mwahahaha! Hehehehe."
"An An, did something happened that made you so happy?"
"Oh I just received something good." Ming An Ling could not hide the smile on her face.
"That's good then." Ning yuan smiled, seeing her daughter happy makes her happy too.
Ming An Ling only came downstairs when it was time for dinner, her exquisite face looked slightly tired. 'Work....'
Today, there was someone in the living room.
"An An, this is your eldest brother Jinhui." Ning yuan introduced the person.
Ming Jinhui thought that it was about time to see the little sister he had never met. He remembered the photo he scrolled through his phone in his album, he looked up and compared the photo to the real life one.
Seeing the cool looking her with a simple shirt and pants.
Ming Jinhui was stunned when he saw her. He tried hard to recall the photo, other than some similar features, nothing else looks the same.
He called out with uncertainty "An An?"
Ming An Ling nodded lazily as a form of acknowledgement.
"You looked rather different from the photo...." Ming Jinhui commented awkwardly.
Not understanding what he said, Ming An Ling dug out her phone and took a look at the photo she send.
The girl in the photo had make up and blush on with a cutesy hairstyle, adding on she was wearing a dark pink lolita dress.
Ming An Ling recollected that Jing Ting forced her take a photo shoot in lolita style. So in the end, this stupid photo was taken and she even send it to her.
Not bothered, she randomly selected a random photo and send to them.