"What do you mean young? Back then, you were even younger than her now. Didn't you represent the country to go out for competitions and win all the major awards? You were even called the Light of Xia country's Dance. Look at this Feng Qing, not only is she blind, but she also doesn't know any manners. I really don't know what Jiuhan likes her for." Xie Yuhuan said disapprovingly.
Before she could finish her sentence, a classic car approached from afar. An old woman with white hair and wearing an old Western gown walked out. The old woman was hale and hearty. From her exquisite facial features, it was not difficult to tell that she was incomparably beautiful when she was young.
