Yang Qiu followed the customary etiquette in greeting Mr. Guo and Mrs. Guo. She stood beside Xiaotian, her head slightly bowed.
Mrs. Guo glanced at Yang Qiu and nodded slightly. Although the girl had a strong rural accent, she was well-mannered. Her heart felt a bit more satisfied. She said, "Well, don't be so reserved, have a seat."
"Thank you, Mr. Guo, Mrs. Guo." Yang Qiu again performed the customary etiquette, then sat down next to Xiaotian.
Mrs. Guo gave a look to the little maid, who then served them tea.
Yang Qiu, sitting there, slightly raised her head, allowing Mr. and Mrs. Guo to clearly see her features.
Mrs. Guo couldn't help but exclaim, "Looks alike, really alike, so much alike."
Yang Qiu just sat there, smiling slightly. She was quite proud of her appearance now because if she and her sister didn't look alike, her sister's identity might not have been confirmed.
