Looks Are a Weapon

Because there were other people around Xiao Xiao, Plum Blossom Woman didn't approach.

She stood beneath the White Plum tree and gathered her robes in a formal bow.

Her elegance was unmatched.

The corners of Xiao Xiao's mouth lifted slightly. A faint smile shone in his eyes as he looked at Plum Blossom Woman.

What a pleasing sight.

Beautiful things always lifted people's spirits.

Xiao Xiao was in a good mood right now.

"Xiao Xiao, it's beautiful, isn't it?"

After a long while, Madam Xiao murmured, almost sighing, "And I don't know if it's just my imagination, but the White Plum seems to have bloomed better tonight than it did over the past few days."

Madam Xiao looked puzzled.

Xiao Grandmother chimed in, "Yes. It seems even more fragrant tonight."

"Maybe it's welcoming me home."

Xiao Xiao said jokingly, "I've watered it plenty of times, too."

Madam Xiao shot Xiao Xiao a look. "You sure have a high opinion of yourself."

Then she laughed, her eyes full of wonder and admiration as she looked at the White Plum. "It really is a remarkable tree."

"Mom is the amazing one."

"You brought home such a wonderful White Plum."

Madam Xiao smiled as she slipped her arm through Xiao Grandmother's.

"Mm, Grandma's the most amazing."

Xiao Xiao nodded, playing along.

"Hehe."

Xiao Grandmother's features relaxed, and she laughed happily.

She'd regretted that the White Plum she'd brought home had shown such a miraculous change—blooming a second time. It was a tremendous omen of good fortune.

The old lady hadn't stopped smiling for days.

"Your mother's eye has never been poor."

Seeing his wife so happy, Grandpa Xiao added a word of praise.

"That's right," Father Xiao chimed in. "Mom, all things have a