For a while, Jiang Youyao quietly and closely examined Jiang Li from head to toe. Her heart was utterly annoyed to discover that although Jiang Li’s dress wasn’t as delicate as hers, it didn’t lose out to her. That quiet and exquisite, clean and honest appearance truly resembled the type of people that father Jiang Yuan Bai admired. Jiang Youyao gripped the handkerchief in her hands tightly and took a deep breath. She took the initiative to show a smile and spoke: “Second sister.” Ji Shuran had repeatedly warned her to absolutely not show hostility in front of outsiders at this juncture in the Jiang residence.
