In fact, when Zi Lingxi regained her senses, she didn't think she was ugly.
She thought about it. If she put on makeup, she would probably look good too. It was just that she didn't usually put on makeup.
Of course, when she said that she wasn't very good-looking in front of her brother, Huang Luoxiu, she didn't really think that way. She felt that she had her own merits.
She actually just wanted to hear her brother's comforting words.
Women actually needed this kind of comfort. One word of comfort and one word of praise would make them happy for a long time.
At this moment, Zi Lingxi's mood couldn't help but improve.
However, she seemed to have thought of something as she grabbed her brother's arm and said,""Brother, that Zhou zhulan, she ..."
Whenever Zhou zhulan was mentioned, Zi Lingxi would grit her teeth in anger. She wanted to stab her to death right now.
No wonder his grandma never mentioned this person.
