The thin air was stained with a layer of plain and warm, somewhat with the smell of dusk.
Seeing that the sun was setting, Franti Cassia felt happy.
"Mommy, can I dress like this?"
She walked down the stairs gracefully. Franti was wearing a white dress, and her slender waist swayed left and right with her steps. The hemline of her dress swayed, making her more gorgeous.
Mandy Winslet gave a thumbs up and said, "My daughter is so beautiful."
She was vaguely in the style of young Mandy, and even Michelle Cassia was amazed. "Oh my God, you look much better after resting for a few days. You are very beautiful."
Regardless of her tiredness in the past, Franti Cassia's fair and tender skin had recovered a lot. Mainly because of the presence of Mandy, she had been preparing for Franti these days.