"Nianhua, tell me, what is it about you that's so magical?" Su Xi sized up Xu Nianhua. She'd seen plenty of beautiful people—since she was young, people had praised her looks, so she was used to good-looking faces. But Xu Nianhua was able to get Hongen talking again, slowly returning to normal, and she thought, that's really not easy.
"Maybe it's because I'm good-looking," Xu Nianhua replied deadpan.
Su Xi and Fei Jiayi rolled their eyes in unison. Are they saying they're not good-looking?
Are they saying Sister Manyin isn't good-looking? Or Aunt Jiang Wanru isn't good-looking?
Auntie's aura, plus her well-maintained skin, that elegance—normal people just don't have it.
Su Xi often thought, if she could be as classy as Aunt Wanru when she's her age, then even the wrinkles on her face wouldn't be wrinkles, just traces of time. Then she'd have no regrets.
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