Qu Zhi patted Chuchu's head without any expression. "That's right."
Chuchu was like a deflated balloon. Not good. Looking at her mother's expression, she seemed to have done something terrible.
"But Mother was going to pick this Auntie herself. Did you bring her letter back?"
Chuchu didn't know that there were more letters. She obediently shook her head and felt a little better. It seemed that she had helped her mother with some work.
"It's okay. Mom will go and see for herself tomorrow." Qu Zhi coaxed her, but she actually felt a little strange in her heart.
The girl in the photo wore a black and white plaid dress and an exaggerated white hair band. Her face was red, her eyebrows were curved, and she had lipstick on. Her eyes were a little seductive and teasing.
Qu Zhi didn't find this young lady unfamiliar at all. She remembered this face for a long time.
