The first one was not her. She was too short.
Neither was the second one. She walked differently.
The third, fourth, fifth… They were all not here. They did not have the aura that Du Jiayi had when she walked.
That benefactor, including his mother, had said that the second daughter of the Du family had a good temperament. Even if it were clothes worth 20 yuan, she would still look like she was wearing luxurious clothes.
To him, it was called being arrogant. It could not be called temperament at all.
"You must be cold. Hurry up and get in the truck to rest. The water in the thermal flask isn't cold yet. Hurry up and take a sip of warm water to warm your stomach." Han Zheng went up to them and supported one of the female soldiers who was walking like a daughter of a wealthy family. His deep voice was filled with tenderness.
When G3, who jumped out of the car, saw this, he felt goosebumps.
