"I've seen Wanjun's daughter-in-law; this girl really looks exactly like her!"
"Really?"
"Yes, when they got married, Wanjun didn't want too many people to know, so she only invited us close relatives. I took one look at that woman, and she had a face full of harshness, just like this little girl here!"
She cursed, pointing at Youyou.
But Youyou clearly had the look of a porcelain doll, and anyone who saw her would like her.
As a result, now in these people's eyes, she had become harsh-looking.
Youyou blinked her watery big eyes. At only four years old, she still couldn't understand these vicious words.
"Grandma, if you have nothing else, Youyou will go play, okay?"
She even took the initiative to say goodbye to these people.
Upon hearing this, they immediately revealed a glimmer of malice in their eyes as she climbed into her children's toy car.
