Another aunt, who was usually very loud and could be heard throughout the neighborhood, gently and kindly reminded Bai Cheng'an in a soft voice, "Cheng'an, it's your turn to draw a card..."
It made Qian Sisi think that "Cheng'an" had become a kind of magic, a magic that could make middle-aged aunts regain their girlish hearts.
How on earth did Bai Cheng'an do it?
She was still worrying that Bai Cheng'an might be troubled by the aunts, but it turned out he was having a great time and had received a slew of positive reviews from the aunts!
In contrast, Bai Cheng'an sat at the mahjong table with a faint smile, calmly drew cards, and then casually played one, immediately followed by Miao Peiqin's slightly excited voice: "I've won!"
Not just Miao Peiqin, but also the other two aunts at the table had one after another won the game, all beaming with joy and pride.
Dressed neatly, Bai Cheng'an and the three aunts of various ages were an odd match not just in age, appearance, gender...
