Luo Wenyou was surprised when he saw the gentle and elegant young woman.
"Younger sister Tong is so pretty. Uncle, you're too much, how could you bear to leave such a beautiful daughter in Cloud City?" Luo Mingzhu said as she took a few steps forward and then sized up Mo Xuetong with a smile.
"Eldest cousin, second cousin!" Mo Xuetong curtseyed deeply again.
Luo Wenyou regained his wits and said with a laugh, "Younger sister Tong, there's no need to be so polite amongst siblings. Your clothes are too thin, you've got to take care of your health!"
Her weak constitution made others dote on her for some reason. Luo Wenyou's expression darkened when he recalled that his aunt used to be like that too, and then, had died young.
"Alright, alright. You rarely come, why do you mention this the moment you meet? Even though your younger sister's health is poor, but her foundation is not bad." The old madam interrupted when she saw the film of tears in Mo Xuetong's eyes.
