Aunt Yuan awkwardly greeted Su Li, "Miss, you look even better in person than in the photos. The sir talks about you every day... It's just that you don't come home often, and you wouldn't know how much he misses you."
Su Li gave the new Aunt Yuan a playful look, thoroughly examining her from head to toe.
She did seem to be someone who paid attention to details, with her hair neatly combed and her clothes carefully chosen.
Her smile was gentle and kind... yet those cracked, rough hands betrayed the fact that she wasn't a pampered rich lady, but a housekeeper serving others.
Her earlier words seemed fine at first, but upon reflection, there was an underlying implication.
This Aunt Yuan's intentions were plain as day...
Yuan Guowei, the middle-aged traditional man, happily added, "Aunt Yuan also has a daughter who is your age."
Aunt Yuan smiled and said, "Exactly, as parents, we always worry about our children... Miss Wei Qiu, you should visit the sir more often in the future."
