Ji Weitian had a headache.
She had been feeling frustrated all day. Just when she finally got rid of that jinx, Qin Nanyu, why wouldn't the heavens leave her alone?
Ji Weitian took a deep breath, accepted the magazine from Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling's hand, and promptly slapped it over Qin Nanyu's face on the cover. She earnestly educated her daughter, "Honey, you know you can't judge a book by its cover, right? Just because someone looks good doesn't mean they're a good person. Take, for instance, this uncle you mentioned. Some people look pleasing to the eye, but in reality, they might be a huge jerk!"
She would rather marry a pig or a dog than Qin Nanyu!