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"He's really handsome, and he drives a luxury car; looks quite wealthy, not bad at all — you married the right one."
The auntie nodded in approval.
"Thank you!"
Mai Xiaomai smiled, and just as she was about to walk away with the delicious roasted sweet potato, she heard the auntie say something else behind her, "Right, I saw your old little boyfriend again yesterday. This time I recognized him for sure, it really was him. I even called out to him, asking if he still remembered me, but he just glanced at me and didn't speak, then hurried off. I don't understand why he was so impolite; he was never like this before. Xiaomai, you were right not to choose him."
Hearing this, Mai Xiaomai's steps halted, and she hurriedly turned around to ask, "Are you sure it really was him?"
"Really. Doesn't he have a red mole by the corner of his eye? I absolutely didn't make a mistake."
The auntie said confidently.
