Zhu Cuiying had been eyeing the road closely and instantly lit up at the sight of Qiao Xiaomai. She straightway rose from her bench.
Seeing Qiao Xiaomai leading Qiao Dami towards herself, Zhu Cuiying quickened her pace to welcome them. She revealed a smile, her face filled with pockmarks. "Xiaomai, are you on your way to town?" she asked.
Qiao Xiaomai responded with an extremely indifferent grunt.
Zhu Cuiying kept silent, just smiling at Qiao Xiaomai.
Her face was pockmarked, her small eyes gleaming with hidden schemes. She grimaced, revealing yellow-stained teeth. Her coarse and dull complexion revealed a clear loathing for Qiao Xiaomai – so intense it was as if she'd willingly sell her to a brothel. Yet now, she strained a pleasant smile.
She gave Qiao Xiaomai goosebumps all over.
Only when she saw Xiaomai and Dami approaching the entrance of their house did Zhu Cuiying speak again. "Oh, what a full basket you have there. What did you buy?"