They say that clothes make the man, just as a saddle makes the horse. Cheng Li's looks could only be considered pleasant, but after a bit of a makeover, she indeed gave people a refreshing feeling.
"Is this the eldest Miss of the Jiang Family? She doesn't look that impressive, does she?"
"Yeah, I heard she's Jiang Yun, the eldest of the Jiang Family's child, but she doesn't really resemble Jiang Yun, nor his wife."
"Stop it, could Old Jiang really recognize a fake granddaughter?"
"She really doesn't look like them."
"Whether she does or not, as long as Old Jiang says she is, then she is."
"True, Old Jiang is such a shrewd person, how could he make such a mistake in recognizing his granddaughter."
The crowd's murmurs halted as Old Jiang escorted Cheng Li to the center covered with a red carpet, everyone turned their attention to the two.
Old Jiang said a few opening words before solemnly introducing Cheng Li standing beside him.
