"He's gone out," Ruan Jiaojiao leaned on the chest, batting her eyes at the ice pops inside. She picked a mung bean one and an ice cream. The ice cream was more expensive than the mung bean one, so the Ruanlin Family handed over fifteen cents to the vendor.
The vendor accepted the money with a smile, praising, "Auntie, your granddaughter is really pretty. I've been wandering through the streets for many years now, and I haven't seen a child as beautiful as yours."
The vendor's words were half flattery, half genuine praise.
Ruan Jiaojiao's body had inherited the best features from her parents; she would grow up to be a white-collar beauty, many times more attractive than the female protagonist. Even though she was still young, pampered by the Ruan family, dressed in beautiful clothes, and nourished daily with milk, her skin was fair and tender. Describing her as if carved out of ivory wouldn't be an overstatement.
