Grandma Wu's eyes, weathered by the years, swept over Su Xiaofeng and took her in detail.
She wasn't short, probably around one meter sixty, dressed in the fashionable high-waisted trousers and a light floral shirt tucked into the waist, which made her look even taller.
Her hair was tied back in a ponytail, with a few strands falling over her forehead, her face was fair, quite a looker.
Looking further down, prominent in front and back, with wide hips, clearly a woman capable of childbirth.
As long as she could bear children, the rest was trivial.
"Mom, what do you think?" Zhang Jiaojiao whispered, asking for her mother-in-law's opinion as she supported Grandma Wu.
