Chapter 721

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"Dazhuang, is there anyone inside?"

However, just as their fierce battle had ended, another woman's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Hearing the voice, I couldn't help but freeze.

Isn't that Aunt Qin?

Aunt Qin is forty-nine this year, and although she's older, she's kept herself up very well, embodying the charm of mature beauty that's still like a blossoming flower.

In her youth, she was also a naturally stunning beauty.

She wore a red Chinese cheongsam, her makeup exquisitely done, every move exuding the unique allure of a mature woman.

Especially her figure, curvaceous and voluptuous, not at all like the bulkiness you'd expect from a middle-aged woman.

To look at her, you'd think she was thirty, even sometimes more tempting than women in their thirties.

It is said that her husband died twenty years ago, and she raised her child alone, never remarrying to this day.