"Young Mistress, Miss Ruowei is back."
The maid announced from outside the door.
"Ruowei is back." Lan Xin Ai's face lit up with joy, and she carried Xiao Yan and hurried downstairs.
...
In the hall, Lan Ruowei was wearing a sky-blue dress, her wavy hair cascading over her shoulders, making her look stunning from behind.
"Ruowei."
Lan Ruowei turned around; the twenty-two-year-old looked more beautiful and mature than she did two years ago.
Lan Xin Ai was delighted to see her sister's changes, but the corners of her eyes were still wistful: "Ruowei, you've lost weight."
"Not at all, I haven't lost any weight, I even gained a few pounds."
Lan Ruowei held Xiao Yan in her arms, and looking at Lan Xin Ai feeling a bit sad, she couldn't help saying, "I'm back now, why are you crying?"
"I'm not crying."
Lan Xin Ai said defiantly.
"The corners of your eyes are teary." Lan Ruowei's voice choked: "Sister, you should be happy I'm back."
"I should be."
