Liang Ailu was sixteen or seventeen years old, with an ordinary appearance. She hadn't inherited the good genes of the Ling family, but instead looked quite a bit like her father, Liang Shubo: square-faced and somewhat dull-looking.
She was wearing a new, small floral-patterned cotton-padded jacket paired with thick cotton trousers, a red scarf around her neck, and two braided pigtails—the trendiest style of this era.
That floral cotton jacket wasn't something an ordinary family could simply buy.
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