I can figure out where Aunt Lan is even with my toes.
Knock knock knock...
Qin Huai knocked on the guest room door.
"Enter."
A very magnetic female voice rang out, carrying a languid tone.
Qin Huai opened the door and immediately saw a woman in a purple cheongsam sitting on the sofa by the window.
The woman possessed a stunningly beautiful face, in no way inferior to Lu Qingxue, and perhaps even surpassing her in temperament.
Time seems to have left no trace on her.
Apart from the slight crow's feet around her eyes, no one could tell her real age.
Her long hair was piled high, revealing her swan-like white neck.
She wore a string of pearls around her neck, sparkling and radiant.
Her skin was as white as snow and as delicate as a baby's.
The cheongsam only covered a third of her thighs.
Her shapely, straight legs were slightly bent, displaying a graceful and elegant demeanor.
"You've finally decided to come back?"
The woman looked at Qin Huai with a smile, her face showing a hint of doting affection.
It's as if you're watching a naughty child.
She was Lan Yuanxin, the wife Qin Mushan married later in life.
"Aunt Lan, I miss you so much!"
Qin Huai chuckled foolishly, walked up to Lan Yuanxin, bent down and gently hugged her, then sat down beside her, looking obedient.
"real?"
"Really! I swear!" Qin Huai held up four fingers, his face serious.
Lan Yuanxin smiled and reached out to pinch Qin Huai's cheek: "Little Huai, were you tired last night?"
"What? Aunt Lan, what are you saying? I don't understand."
Qin Huai's eyes revealed a clarity and naiveté typical of college students.
"You little brat, still pretending!"
Lan Yuanxin raised an eyebrow: "To avoid me, you deliberately got kidnapped, rescued a little girl, and then stayed at her house all night. Qin Huai, you're really getting more and more successful."
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