Hong Family.
Villa.
"Hehe, you as a mother, really are ruthless, aren't you? Won't stop until you've brought down the Yan Family, huh!"
Dressed in a black Tang suit, Hong Xiaowu held a cup of tea, smiling as he looked at the voluptuous woman in front of him.
She wore a tight qipao, which accentuated her particularly ample bosom.
Her waist was slender, her legs long.
Because she was sitting down, her waist and hips formed a full, rounded curve.
She looked like a ripe peach, tempting one to take a bite.
"Do you think Yan Mingyu, that little bastard, ever considered me his mother? Did the old fart Yan Nanshan ever treat me like his daughter-in-law?"
The full-bodied woman glanced at Hong Xiaowu with a hint of coldness in her eyes as she spoke.
She was none other than Liu Nanyan, who had disappeared for a while after the failed kidnapping of Yan Mingyu at the warehouse by the seaside. Unexpectedly, she had resurfaced.