Cannot say who looks better, because Siniang lacks the tender, melancholy charm in her brows, one could only say flowers bloom in two, each with its elegance.
Most importantly,
This woman should have already been married.
"Isn't Sister Liu coming to join us in composing poems?"
"Yes, Sister Liu, come, let's play together."
"Even Er made a good poem, we'll recite it to Sister."
The woman referred to as Sister Liu smiled and said:
"Girls, play among yourselves first, I'm here at grandmother's command, seeking Mr.'s guidance on her illness."
"Then Sister Liu, go quickly, grandmother's matters are urgent."
"We'll play together later."
The woman slightly bowed, signaling a maid and an old maid behind her to wait where they were, and she pushed the door open, entering.
Before entering, her gaze lingered momentarily on Chen Daole who just came out. After seeing Chen Daole slightly bow his head and step back half a step, she confirmed this gentleman was not the master.
