Jiang Ruan couldn't quite grasp the meaning of Su Wan's words at the moment. Facing her enthusiasm, Jiang Ruan laughed lightly and gracefully: "Is that so? That really is quite a coincidence."
Su Wan had an appearance that was very aristocratic, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and snow-white skin, especially when wearing bright red, exuding elegance in her every gesture.
The kind of aristocratic aura that exuded from her bones was instilled in her from a young age, nurtured through care and cultivation.
It's not something that emerges overnight.
In front of everyone, Su Wan took two steps forward, her expression smiling.
Slightly tilting her head so that everyone from this angle assumed Su Wan was close to her, and the sisters were sharing some private secrets.
But Jiang Ruan alone heard her slowly say.
"Don't you realize? Your Ruan and my Wan both have a 'Yuan', but with different sounds."
Su Wan's lips curled up, her tone proud: "Is it really a coincidence?"
