"I really want to know what Mommy looks like; she must be very beautiful." An Tong thought that Mommy is the gentlest person in the world, and her biggest wish is to see what Mommy looks like.
"Mommy doesn't look beautiful; she's just an ordinary woman. It's our Tongtong who's exceptionally beautiful—the most beautiful child Mommy has ever seen." An Xiaonuan gently hugged her daughter.
"Both Miss and the little Miss are extremely beautiful people." The servant couldn't help but agree. The Miss is right; little Miss's appearance is truly unique in the world, unbelievably beautiful.
"Mommy, let me play a piece of music for you." Today, An Tong was in an exceptionally good mood.
"Alright." An Xiaonuan nodded.
She immediately stood up and reached her hand towards the direction of the piano. The servant rushed over to assist her, but An Tong refused and insisted on walking by herself. Upon seeing this, An Xiaonuan signaled the servant to step back.
