Oliver Hughes's sudden comment surprised Bella Woods.
And before she could figure out how to respond, Cyan Marshall had already waved her hand at Oliver Hughes: "What nonsense are you talking about."
"I warn you, the opportunity's missed, she can only be your sister in the future, don't think of anything else."
"Got it, got it, you've said this a million times lately, my ears are getting calluses." Oliver Hughes impatiently dug at his ears.
"As long as you remember." Cyan Marshall said, exasperated.
She turned her head and spoke softly to Bella Woods, "Did you have anything you particularly liked, Bella? I saw you didn't seem to pick out many outfits earlier."
"I think Aunt Cyan has a good eye, I like everything she picks." Bella Woods replied obediently.
She actually didn't have much appreciation for clothing.
Back in the countryside, she focused on studying and wore school uniforms all year round.
