All through the process of making tofu pudding, Xiang Hulin looked at Xiang Wai intermittently and even opened his mouth as if to speak. But in the end, he just couldn't bring himself to say anything. It wasn't like Xiang Wai couldn't see his dilemma and it was also not like she couldn't tell what this dilemma was all about. But she wanted him to speak it out.
She wanted him to ask her straightforwardly rather than keeping it all inside of him.
"Papa, why don't you just ask?"
Xiang Hulin pressed his lips together and tried to straighten his thoughts. In the end, he could only ask, "How is she?"
"She seemed fine to me," answered Xiang Wai.
"How does she look like?" Even though he had heard from people how Raelle looked like, he still wanted to hear the answer from this daughter of his who never minced her words.
"She..." Xiang Wai thought back before nodding her head to herself, "She is beautiful."
