"...Am I prettier than Fu Gui?"
He Xiaobao was a bit excited.
Actually, as a six-year-old boy, He Xiaobao didn't have a strong notion of beauty or ugliness yet.
But being able to compare with the adored cousin and winning over him, being always seen as a burden and little scoundrel by Ms. Hetian and the Tian Family, He Xiaobao certainly had reason to be happy.
"Of course, our Xiao Bao is the best-looking!"
Ms. Hetian said while glancing at her son.
She wasn't just bragging, her own child truly was good-looking—
Thick eyebrows with a defined shape, phoenix eyes, a little nose with a high nose bridge, making the whole small face very defined.
The face looked sallow due to malnutrition, but the foundation should be quite good.
Once he's well-fed and gets enough nutrition, he would surely be a charming, uh, a delicate little beau.
Such a beautiful child, such an obedient son, how could Ms. Hetian have the heart to mistreat him?!
