Zhang Hua, he still had some impression of this aunt. Back then, he was very young and she was very youthful, always dressed in a white skirt that made her look tall and slender.
Her long black hair cascaded down her back, accentuating her ethereal grace.
At that time, he was too young to understand what a beautiful woman was; he only knew this little aunt resembled a fairy.
To this day, her silhouette still appeared in his mind.
As for what she looks like now, he could no longer remember clearly.
"Zhang Hua, the daughter of Zhang Zhiyong—his father has already passed away. I remember grandma mentioning that Zhang Hua got pregnant before marriage, and her boyfriend ended up marrying someone else," Qin Muchuan said with a frown.
