Gu Xinzhou heard Song Zhen's assessment of her.
Her bright, little face collapsed in an instant.
Yet the Song brothers were completely oblivious.
Song Jun, "Where did that come from? I've never seen Little Zhouzhou being picky."
Song Zhen, "Picky! She doesn't eat okra!
And don't be fooled by her pretty appearance, appearances are the most deceiving to the heart.
Actually, she's not in good health, she has gastric ulcers, anemia, and a host of other messy ailments.
She also has acne, freckles, and acne marks on her face.
Her skin has uneven spots, all covered up by makeup, you just can't see it.
If you really want to fall in love, you should find someone healthier and prettier than her, Zhouzhou really isn't suitable for you, you know?"
Before Song Jun could open his mouth, Gu Xinzhou had already knocked on the slightly ajar door.
The two brothers turned to look at her in unison.
Gu Xinzhou walked in with a cold expression, carrying a meal box.