The trumpet sound echoed throughout the entire small village.
Ji Tian washed her face with clear water and casually wiped it with a towel. Because she had just been in the sun, her cheeks were rosy and her lips were enticingly vibrant, outshining the splendor of spring.
"Mom, Ji Tian is really so beautiful, and she's without makeup too, even more attractive than Shen Zhiyi. Her face is still youthful, but wait until she grows up a bit more, she might be able to match Wen Jiangxue's allure."
"She's nurtured with gold, how could she not be beautiful? If your family had money, you could be the same."
"There are so many jealous freaks online. First, you need to look like her. Otherwise, you'll go broke trying to achieve that look, right? With your sour grapes tone, I'm a fan of Ji Tian for sure!"
"Birds of a feather flock together. If you can be a fan of that kind of person, it shows you're just as dark-hearted as she is."