Jiang Sheng was not very tall and was a bit chubby. When she stood with her hands on her hips, she looked just like a teapot, and her behavior was often quite childish.
Although her family didn't mind, Jiang Sheng would still hear some murmurs when she went out.
They muttered that she wasn't slender enough, that she wasn't pretty enough, that she wasn't tall enough, and that she wasn't mature and composed enough.
But Jiang Sheng, you are not tall because you suffered too much when you were young, you are fat because you crave food too much, you are not mature enough because your brothers are there to protect you. You are the youngest sister in the family, and you should live as you please.
Fang Heng smiled and went over, effortlessly lifting Jiang Sheng up, holding her under his armpits like a child, spinning her twice in the air, and then putting her back on the ground.
“Who said you’re fat?” He pinched the little black dumpling. “Our Jiang Sheng is just blessed.”
Who wouldn't love a younger sister who is plump and smooth, like a white jade pearl?
“Yes, yes, our Jiang Sheng is the luckiest.” Zheng Ruqian chimed in, “She eats braised pork knuckle every meal. Which young lady in the entire Fengjing can do that?”
"Second Brother!" Jiang Sheng stomped her foot in anger and chased after him, ready to hit him.
Zheng Lao Er ran even faster, chasing and dodging, hitting and evading, using Fang Lao San as a pillar, making it a thrilling game.
The other two, who were smaller, both smiled with their lips pursed, radiating a joy that no outsider could penetrate.
It turned out that it was them who had accompanied Jiang Sheng through five years of her life.
Jiang Jizu watched quietly from a distance, choosing not to disturb them.
It wasn't until a guard whispered from behind, "General, the Third Miss... has arrived too."
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