"Ashen."
Next to the car, Yan Shunhua's smile was somewhat stiff as she looked at Su Wanwan playing with her phone in the car, and asked with a hesitant voice, "Has Wanwan been well recently?"
"She's been fine," Huo Jingshen glanced at the little girl.
"Oh, she is called Wendy," Yan Shunhua was about to say, then changed it to an English name at the last moment.
Huo Jingshen nodded.
Wendy immediately called out politely, "Hello, uncle."
Huo Jingshen had not yet spoken...
"Wendy, call him brother-in-law," Yan Shunhua corrected her.
Without any hesitation, Wendy said, "Hello, brother-in-law."
Huo Jingshen: "..."
The midday sun was scorching, just like the little girl's brilliant smile.
She looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a princess dress. I heard she was an adopted child and indeed did not look much like Yan Shunhua — it seemed that she was even wearing a hearing aid by her left ear…
