Yun Chunnuan looked at this Western beauty who was at least forty years old but appeared to be in her early thirties.
She increasingly felt that the woman had traveled here from modern times.
But now, how to verify it?
Directly ask?
Too abrupt.
It's best to hint indirectly.
But how to hint more aptly?
Got it!
Yun Chunnuan's eyes lit up, "I think calling her Sister Mu isn't suitable either; she should be called… Fairy Sister!
In 'Heavenly Dragon Eight Books,' extraordinarily beautiful women are referred to as Fairy Sister!"
Yun Chunnuan's big, shiny eyes eagerly stared at the Western beauty in front of her, attempting to find a trace of shock or surprise on her face.
Unfortunately, there was none.
She didn't even look confused, just laughed heartily, "You sweet-talking child! My fate isn't good; I gave birth to a naughty boy. If it were a little Princess like Nuannuan, it'd surely be much more lovable."
Yun Chunnuan was stunned.
