It was the second time Zhou Bao had seen Ming Jing in a little over a month.
When she first came back that day, she wore a filthy robe and had a shaved head. Though she had a pretty face, it didn't catch anyone's interest.
Today, she was wearing a shoulder-length wig and a white cotton long skirt, making it seem as if she was glowing. She looked unbelievably gentle and beautiful.
As her gaze swept over in a faint manner, Zhou Bao's legs weakened without saying a word.
"Co… Cousin, you've become so much prettier," Zhou Bao stuttered and squeezed out a sentence, staring at her face with envy.
Ming Jing was much more beautiful than Cousin Zhu Xiangxiang. It was clear that everyone had the same two eyes, one nose, and one mouth, so why did they look so good on her face?
Upon a closer look, Ming Jing was not wearing any makeup, her face was completely natural. Her skin was immaculate and could burst with a touch, and Zhou Bao's stomach filled with envy.
