The boy in front of her was estimated to be about 1.83 meters tall. He was slender and wore a simple hoodie. He looked clean and refreshing, and his every move was full of youthful vigor. This made her, a 27-year-old aunt's heart thump.
Xiang Xiaoyuan was a beauty lover, a very serious one.
Every partner she dated was very good-looking. Appreciating beautiful things would make people happy. Of course, she would only admire this type of boy. After all, from her understanding of men, the boy in front of her was no more than eighteen years old.
But... why was this boy staring at her? Was there something on her face? Or was he trying to scam her?
The next second, Xiang Xiaoyuan understood.
The driver who followed her to park the car walked to the boy and respectfully called out, "Young Master."
The thoughts in Xiang Xiaoyuan's mind instantly disappeared into the air, leaving not a trace behind.
Young Master? !
