Yet Xia Ningxing's appearance and aura completely overshadowed the dress, turning it into mere backdrop to her presence.
With every step she took, everyone's eyes involuntarily glued to her form, whether they supported her or despised her.
"Mommy… so pretty!" Chuanchuan in Mrs. Xia's embrace kept popping out words like "beautiful," laughing gleefully, much like a hen content in its nest.
If he were to look for a wife in the future, he had to use his mommy's beauty as the standard.
Otherwise, he would rather remain single than settle for a girl who wasn't beautiful!
After all, ugliness could affect one's appetite, while beauty was appetizing, enabling one to enjoy more delicious food!
"You really have good taste, truly worthy of being my great-grandson!" The adorable little figure compelled Mrs. Xia Ning to plant a big kiss on his face.
Chuanchuan's laughter grew even happier.