The vendor, upon seeing Rong Heng's face, had his pupils shrink and immediately lowered his head, looking at Gu Lan with great respect:
"Young Master Gu, please wait a moment. I will make it right away. What kind would you like? I have the twelve zodiac signs and can also make the sugar painting you desire."
Gu Lan's eyes flickered. She turned around and saw Rong Heng's expression was as usual.
Why does it seem like this vendor is more obedient to Rong Heng than to me?
"Your sugar paintings are pretty good, just make a sugar painting."
Recalling Miaoyan's features, Gu Lan started describing, "A young girl, around fifteen years old, with long hair down to her waist, an oval face, dark eyebrows, a small mole under the right eye corner, serene and elegant demeanor, wearing a pink dress..."
The vendor hurriedly started to prepare the sugar syrup.
Rong Heng's previously calm face turned suddenly dark after hearing Gu Lan's words.
