"Moyan? You're here too." Madam Shangguan said with a smile as she came over, but her eyes were fixed on Wen Xiao'ai.
Those eyes, they looked at her as if she were looking at her future daughter-in-law.
"Hello, auntie," Jun Moyan greeted Madam Shangguan.
"Good, good, good, auntie is doing very well, very well indeed."
Although Madam Shangguan was responding to Jun Moyan, her eyes remained glued to Wen Xiao'ai.
She really liked her more and more.
She had never seen such a pretty and clean-looking girl before.
At first glance, she was likable and comforting to look at.
She loved to dress up and take care of herself, so it was natural for her to see that Wen Xiao'ai's blue eyes were not contact lenses.
The first time seeing someone naturally beautify with true simplicity, and then there was her skin – was she raised bathing in milk and flowers from childhood?