Xu Erya felt a surge of emotion, realizing truly that appearances can be deceiving.
Her grandaunt was clearly a wicked and spiteful person, yet she had the appearance of someone kind and gentle.
Yet her mother, who had a genuinely good heart, was quite unattractive, not only with her sharp, monkey-like features but also with a face that always seemed to be suffering, her smile resembling a cry. It's no wonder the Old Madam disliked her.
As Xu Erya was lost in her thoughts, Anning already grabbed her: "Erya, come here, are you feeling better? Oh, you look much more spirited today."
A flash of discomfort crossed Xu Erya's face.
Anning, pretending not to notice, continued to enthuse warmly: "Erya, quickly sit down. You've just recovered from a serious illness, don't strain yourself. Lan, give up your seat to your second sister; you can sit with your Grandma later."
Lan promptly complied, vacating the spot for Xu Erya.
Xu Erya's expression grew even more troubled.
