As soon as Gu Qingchen opened the door, she came face to face with Shui Anluo's large eyes.
Shui Anluo stared back at her. "So beautiful," she blurted out loud.
Gu Qingchen's beauty was well-known. She had a standard oval face, large eyes like a doll, small cherry lips and willowy brows. Plus, she had a high nose bridge. If it had not been for that head of black hair, Shui Anluo would have thought that she was an American.
"Woah, woah, this little girl sure is a sweet-talker." Gu Qingchen surveyed Shui Anluo from head to toe. "So this cheongsam was made for you. Qianchen had previously mentioned that she liked it but Auntie said that this was special." Gu Qingchen said as she walked over. "Indeed, the mother is clearly relying on her son to rise this year."
Shui Anluo had initially exclaimed over Qingchen's beauty but her expression changed after she heard what she said.
