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Tong Zhi was an extremely beauty-conscious person, especially when it came to her face. Once, she drank honey lemon water for three consecutive years to maintain the smoothness and elasticity of her skin, and during that time, she didn't touch a single grain of rice.

At the mention of "wrinkles," she was so scared that she forgot everything that had just happened.

Her anger dissipated by half.

"No, no," Mo Qingyi said with a smile, "Aunt Tong, your face is smooth. But, you really mustn't get angry again, because that will definitely cause wrinkles."

Just like Mo Zhixuan, Tong Zhi hadn't changed in twenty years.

Ever since Mo Qingyi could remember, Tong Zhi had maintained the same beautiful appearance, still looking like she was around 20 years old even now.

The only one who seemed to age more every year was Madam Mo, the elder.