Feng Zhongliang's scrutinizing gaze landed on Jiang se. She was still looking up and joking with mother Wang. Her eyes were watery, and when she smiled, she revealed a few neat teeth. Her eyes were bright and her teeth were white. She was very beautiful.
Her voice was gentle when she spoke, and her every move showed that she was from a humble family. She seemed to have a sense of propriety.
It could be said that other than the first time she had followed PEI Yi to the Feng family, when she had rashly reached out to help him up, which Feng Zhongliang had thought was a little impolite, the way she spoke and did things after that had been to his liking. She was like a well-educated young lady.
Her appearance did not resemble Feng Nan at all. Although her eating habits and preferences were similar to Feng Nan's, it was probably a coincidence.
"Grandpa, Grandpa Yingluo!"
Feng Zhongliang held the stone tightly, his hands still shaking.