An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

Sang Ling immediately bowed, "Hello, aunt." While saying this, she greeted Gao Heng beside her, "Hello, cousin."

These basic etiquettes in these situations would have been difficult for her in the past, but for her now, they are really nothing.

It was just a greeting, and she didn't care about other people's attention to her. Today, she fought to the death to get out of Qiu Garden, just to show her generous demeanor as the eldest daughter.

"My cousin is fine."

Sang Ling's eyes lingered on Gao Heng for a while. It had been a long time since he had seen this cousin. In Sang Ling's memory, he didn't look like this. He was childish at that time. But the man in front of him had grown into a man, and even his voice was deep.

She lowered her head and was about to greet the Ma mother and daughter opposite her.

But Sang Feng'e suddenly smiled at herself and said, "Who said our Ah Ling is a dull person? I think it's just right. Girls will become more and more beautiful as they grow up."

After saying that, he looked at Ma opposite him.

Sang Ling followed her gaze and it was not difficult to sense some rivalry between the two sisters-in-law.

Ma's gaze did not even meet his directly, but rather seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Sang Ling was not unaware of the conflict between the two women. He still had some impression of it in his memory. He heard that the maidservant by Sang Feng'e's side became Sang Wu's concubine in the early years. The year Sang Wu married Ma, the maidservant became pregnant, but died within two months. The doctor said that the maidservant had been ill since she was pregnant and died of the disease. Sang Feng'e suspected that it was Ma's doing, but she couldn't interfere too much in her brother's family affairs, so she could only let it go.

But from then on, the grudge between the aunt and the sister-in-law was formed.

Her aunt snorted coldly and took a sip of the sweet water. Sang Ling continued to keep his eyebrows down, and glanced slightly, but he could clearly feel the gaze from the opposite side.

Of course Ma noticed Sang Ling, she noticed her the moment she entered the room.

She lost weight. She was clearly fed with just enough food, and she never had any excess food, so why was she still losing weight? Although she still looked fat, if she continued to lose weight a little bit, wouldn't it be... Ma's eyes moved upwards a little more, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the acne on her face was still there, and the large red marks on her cheeks had not faded.

To be called a beauty, she is far from it. I guess no one will ever think she is beautiful in her lifetime.

He didn't have time to linger on this gaze any longer, as he saw Sang Feng'e looking at him again, slightly raising her eyebrows towards him, with an obvious provocative look.

This eldest aunt has always liked to suppress her. When Ma thought of what happened in the past, she was not very angry. She smiled and lowered her eyebrows, remaining calm.

After half a quarter of an hour, the head of the family, Sang Wu, came over, wearing a red Yanfu, which was much lighter. He walked in and looked at everyone in the room with a smile. According to the rules, he greeted the outsiders, Sang Feng'e and her son, first, and then in a blink of an eye, he glanced at Sang Ling.

"A Ling?"

This slightly questioning tone made Sang Ling a little confused. Was he surprised that she was also present? Or did he not recognize her?

She just squatted down and gave a full salute, "Father."

Even the sound is steady.

Don’t underestimate the simple word “li” (ritual) because there are so many subtle things to control.

Before deciding to come to this family dinner, she had rehearsed this scene countless times in her mind - it was very likely that this would be the first time she and Sang Wu would have direct contact during this entire dinner.

But even this short moment must be seized. Only with a good start can the road ahead be clear.

This was also the first time that Xin Sangling had met this father in person. He was a middle-aged man in his forties and was in good shape.

"Yeah. Good that you're willing to go out." Sang Wu nodded with a little satisfaction.

"My lord." Ma knew when to step forward and brought Sang Mei and Sang Wu to greet them.

"Father." As soon as the second daughter's sweet and crisp voice came out, it immediately attracted Sang Wu's attention.

Even though they were both his daughters, one was fat and ugly, and stood up bigger than everyone else, while the other was like a lotus flower emerging from the water, shining with its own light. With such a visual effect, who wouldn't be able to help but treat them differently? It was no wonder that if Sang Ling was an outsider, his eyes would naturally be attracted to Sang Mei.

Humans are visual animals, but that's just our nature.

"Mother, sister." She immediately spoke and called softly to Ma's mother and daughter in front of Sang Wu.

But what else can we rely on to draw back the attention of visual animals? We can only rely on appropriate words and actions to try to awaken this family affection.

As expected, Sang Wu turned his head again and smiled at Sang Ling, feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart - even if Sang Ling did not hate Ma in the past, she had never called her "mother". As time went by, not only did she become uglier, but she also became more and more unwilling to raise her head, just like a bug or rat living in a gutter, wishing to run away when she saw people.

Even though this eldest daughter is still far from being "good-looking", it is rare for her to behave decently. Sang Wu raised his hand and patted Sang Ling's sturdy shoulders, and said to everyone in the room, "Take a seat."

With just two words, he caught the patriarch's attention.

Mother?

Ma sneered inwardly. When would she do this again? When she went to see her in the middle of the year, even though she would talk to her intimately, she would always call her "Madam".

What on earth is Sang Ling doing?