Xia Zhu burst out laughing at the words, wondering to herself if she really looked very beautiful today?
The answer was that she looked that good every day, she just didn't notice because she saw herself every day.
"Well, of course, after all, you're my daughter, how could you not be beautiful?" Mrs. Xia said proudly.
Upon hearing this, Xia Liu looked at his mother, then at his sister Xia Zhu, and after a long pause, let out a powerless sigh: "Unfortunately, I can't see what's on your face that could be passed down to my sister. In other words, my sister's beauty doesn't need your genetics at all. I feel like I've inherited your ugliness, and I'm ugly to death."
After saying this, Xia Liu pulled his sister along and rushed out the door, not wanting to see the mother tigress flare up at home.
Sure enough, once Xia Liu and Xia Zhu left, Mrs. Xia roared angrily: "Xia Liu, don't let your old mother catch you, or I'll skin you alive."
