Su Ming arrived at the room where Ali was currently staying and then drove to the neighborhood where Aunt Shu lived with him.
Aunt Shu was wearing a purple wool coat today, with a white turtleneck sweater underneath, exuding a noble and elegant aura.
Her tall and slender figure was so voluptuous that her clothes seemed ready to burst open.
Her exquisitely beautiful face was fair and clean, even though she was almost forty years old.
But she looked as if she were a young girl in her early twenties, her skin as delicate and smooth as a peeled egg.
It seemed that time had not left a single cruel mark on this beauty.
The three of them then chose to take a plane, and after a few hours, their flight arrived at Fucheng International Airport.
"Miss Feng!"
At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a black suit, with a white shirt underneath, shiny leather shoes, and black-framed glasses came over.
He spoke respectfully at this time.
