Chen Lu was startled by Gu Xiaobei's imposing tone. The years had been kind to Gu Xiaobei. At thirty, her appearance didn't change much from a few years ago, except for a more mature temperament that was the result of the passage of time.
Xiaopang, now over eight years old, still looked the same as when she was little. Because her baby teeth fell out later than her peers, she had yet to grow her permanent teeth. She often puckered her lips, fearing others might notice her gapped teeth.
Jiujiu looked at Gu Xiaobei with surprise, "Aunt, why did you come? I was just about to head to the train station."
