Li Xianglu washed her face and casually pulled her messy hair into a bun before heading out.
By then, the dining table was already full, and the seat in front of Qin Xi was empty. After greeting everyone, Li Xianglu sat down.
It was only then that Mr. Pang got a clear look at the girl's appearance. With her curved eyebrows and large doe eyes, she had very fair skin, and her hair was styled in a coif like a woman's, giving her a childish attempt at looking adult-like, which was particularly adorable.
The young man sitting next to her brightened up at the sight of Li Xianglu and turned to Mr. Pang, "Dad, you haven't introduced who this is yet?"
Mr. Pang frowned, slightly displeased.
Mrs. Pang spoke up, "This is your grandpa's comrade's granddaughter, Li Xianglu." Then she gently addressed Li Xianglu, "Xiangxiang, this is my youngest son, Pang Xinran, a spoiled child, but with a good heart. Don't mind him."
