Xiao Zhi looked rather haggard. It would be far-fetched to say that she was Aunt Lan's twin sister. She looked much older than Auntie Lan.
She and Auntie Lan were both born beautiful. However, Xiao Zhi looked like a normal fifty-something-year-old woman now.
The former president and Miss Angel standing behind her had completely lost their former glory, and their faces were covered in dust.
It was really hard to predict the affairs of the world.
Jing Tian didn't exchange pleasantries. He dragged me to the sofa and sat down, with Gao Da standing behind us.
Before Jing Tian could say anything, Xiao Zhi had already stepped forward to ingratiate herself with him. "Jing Tian, thank you for letting us in. Thank you for taking us in."
