Even when pregnant, was Zhong Lingling still more dazzling than them?
Wang Shan clenched her fists so tightly that they creaked, her face growing ever more ferocious, to the point that her once passable features seemed uglier and uglier.
The three of them entered a high-end restaurant and casually ordered some of the establishment's signature dishes.
"I'm going to wash my hands!" Zhong Lingling stood up.
"Me too! Miaomiao, keep an eye on the luggage!" Wang Shan said, following after her.
Zhong Lingling and Wang Shan walked together in the direction of the restroom.
By this time, Wang Shan had unloaded her bags of shopping, carrying only a designer handbag, dressed in brand names just like Zhong Lingling, her makeup exquisitely done, yet still, passersby continued to gaze at Zhong Lingling!
The looks they gave Zhong Lingling, as if to say, "Oh my, this woman is so beautiful," made Wang Shan, standing beside Zhong Lingling, feel destined to be just a backdrop.
