"Zoey, sit with me," Iris said with a smile, gazing gently at Zoey.
She was obviously in a good mood, completely unaffected by Zoey's late arrival. The rest of the Yancey family all knew better than to gloat when they saw the two family heads' attitude.
"Auntie." Zoey and Leo went over and greeted them politely.
Iris ran her fingers through her hair and smiled charmingly. "Zoey, what do you think of my new hairstyle? Is it nice?"
"It's beautiful." Zoey noticed that the ends of her hair were dyed light purple. Even in the day, it was still glowing. It was evident that she had maintained her hair well, without any signs of fizziness.
Iris looked even more beautiful when she let down her hair. She seemed like a mature woman in her thirties. As long as she did not reveal her true age, no one would dare to consider her an old lady who was almost 60 years old.
"You are as pretty as a fairy."
