The girl was Chu Yanhan and Xuan Yu's eldest daughter, Chu Xinyu.
"Mommy, why are you calling me so early in the morning? I'm not even awake yet."
Chu Xinyu rubbed her eyes coquettishly, still grumpy from just waking up, and pouted her luscious red lips impatiently.
Xuan Yu snapped, "Everyone, leave the room."
The lady of the house was always graceful and gentle, so the servants trembled with fear, knowing she must have had something important to discuss alone with the young mistress and bowed their heads as they retreated.
Once the servants had left, Xuan Yu slapped the newspaper down in front of her daughter, "Just look for yourself!"
Chu Xinyu, annoyed, picked up the newspaper. Upon recognizing the person on the entertainment page, she was startled, "This is…"
No, it couldn't be, right?
It should just be someone who looks similar, not the same person, right?
But—there absolutely couldn't be someone else in the world this similar!
