Shu Yu propped her chin with her right hand, turned her head, and asked with a smile, "Do you remember what she looks like now?"
"You've been observing her quite closely."
Shu Yu sighed, "Of course, I need to see if I'm prettier than her; otherwise, I'd feel inferior."
You feel inferior???
Everyone else at the table lowered their heads; there's no one here more confident than you.
Meng Yunzheng held her left hand, which was on the table, and smiled, "No one is more beautiful than you."
Beside them, Little Huohuo raised a wooden spoon with his chubby hand, jumped on his dad's leg, and said loudly, "Beautiful!"
"Tsk..." Zhao Xi's thigh hurt terribly, that little rascal was becoming more and more of a troublemaker.
Shu Yu finally couldn't help but laugh. She looked at Meng Yunzheng, "You said it, if you ever say someone else is more beautiful than me, then I'll make you pay."
