Ye Wanwan lowered her eyes, looking at Song Wanwan's face, which resembled hers by about five or six points, with its striking beauty.
Although she was only four years old now, one could vaguely see the beauty and allure in her brows and eyes, her face was fair, her eyes dark as ink, and her body, having practiced dance for three months, was soft and slender.
Even now, she was just wearing a simple school uniform, yet she already looked like a top-notch little beauty.
Moreover, she woke up early this morning specifically to have someone apply exquisite light makeup on Song Wanwan, accentuating her red lips and white teeth.
Her jet-black hair was casually cascading over her shoulders, and a small silver crown was intentionally placed on her head.
She looked just like the most noble and proud princess in the world.
Ye Wanwan curled her red lips in satisfaction, she could even imagine the huge sensation her beautiful daughter would cause when she entered the class later.
