"Have you had enough to eat?" Zhao Xuran handed a glass of milk to Gong Ruini.
Looking at the milk, Gong Ruini lost her appetite. The taste of the milk these days was something she really didn't like.
"Drink it, and you'll grow taller." Zhao Xuran gave a reason Gong Ruini couldn't refuse.
Height, an issue that left Gong Ruini very helpless. She really didn't know why she wasn't growing taller, or why her growth was so slow.
She was already a head shorter than Zhao Guangran, and now it's two heads, and Zhao Guangran hasn't even hit puberty yet.
Gong Ruini really couldn't imagine how much taller he would be once he hit puberty.
Gong Ruini didn't aspire to have a supermodel's height—that would be too much pressure. She just wished to reach one meter sixty. But with her current growth rate, she was really worried.
