Everything in the Su Mansion was unfamiliar and luxurious to Qianhe, beautiful like a paradise. But what she worried about most was her own uncle, and only after the aunt with the flower assured her repeatedly that her uncle was fine did she breathe a sigh of relief.
Su Mo dragged Qianhe off for a bath, scrubbing several times inside and out before the water finally stopped being murky. Though young, Qianhe understood embarrassment and shyness. Looking at the dirty water, her cheeks maintained a faint blush. Probably due to perpetual poor living conditions, Qianhe's skin was a little sallow, but her facial contour was nice; with some nurturing, she could likely become fair, plump, and adorable.
