The rosy cheeks glistened like jade, the cute little nose was graceful and upright, the charming lips were as delicate as blooming flowers, and the sharp little chin had perfect curves... Wen Xin stared affectionately at her daughter, a proud smile spreading across her lips—such a beautiful and exquisite lady, this was her daughter!
Then, thinking of everything her daughter had experienced over the past few years, and her husband's analysis of the past... she couldn't help but reach out, gently stroking her daughter's shiny short hair, and sighed almost imperceptibly...
Luo Ye, who had been pretending to sleep all along, simply opened her eyes, scooted up a bit, and changed the subject: "Mom, at most in three years, I can grow my hair long. By then, I'll get a beautiful, charming wave perm and go shopping with you hand in hand..." Her eyes twinkled with mischief, "It will surely mislead a lot of people."
