C211 My Eyesight Is Not That Bad!

Though filled with questions, Ruonan couldn't voice them. She simply walked home with her great-aunt, Ping. Ping looked Ruonan up and down, nodding in apparent satisfaction. Feeling a bit odd, Ruonan just smiled back at her. It's a strange sensation to be scrutinized by a woman in her sixties, like having ants crawling all over you.

As they reached the front door, Ruonan called out