Su Ming arrived at the room where Ali was currently staying and then drove to the neighborhood where Aunt Shu lived with him.
Aunt Shu was wearing a purple wool coat today, with a white turtleneck sweater underneath, exuding a noble and elegant aura.
Her tall and slender figure was so voluptuous that her clothes seed ready to burst open.
Her exquisitely beautiful face was fair and clean, even though she was almost forty years old.
But she looked as if she were a young girl in her early twenties, her skin as delicate and smooth as a peeled egg.
It seed that ti had not left a single cruel mark on this beauty.
The three of them then chose to take a plane, and after a few hours, their flight arrived at Fucheng International Airport.
"Miss Feng!"
At this mont, a middle-aged man wearing a black suit, with a white shirt underneath, shiny leather shoes, and black-frad glasses ca over.
He spoke respectfully at this ti.
"This is the housekeeper of where I live, you can call him Ah Yong."
Feng Shu introduced him to Su Ming with a smile.
Then they got into a rcedes that Ah Yong drove over, worth about a few million.
After about ten minutes, the car arrived in front of a six-story villa.
After getting out of the car, the three of them followed Ah Yong into the villa.
Su Ming’s expression changed slightly because the villa’s interior was indeed a bit too luxurious.
Crystal chandeliers spread across the vast ceiling, emitting dazzling light.
Even though it was dayti, the lights were still on.
The floor was covered with a layer of red carpet, which felt very soft to walk on.
The villa had as many as six floors, with a nearly thousand-square-ter area.
Moreover, Su Ming checked on his phone and found that this place was in Fucheng’s city center.
Therefore, it could be said to be a place where every inch of land was worth gold.
Yet there were no towering buildings around, as if it was a peaceful oasis in a noisy world.
Such a design required an imnse amount of money, just to create a tranquil atmosphere for the villa.
The generosity of the villa’s owner could be glimpsed from this point.
"Aunt Shu! You’re back!"
At this mont, a small boy about 160 cm tall, full of childishness, ran down from upstairs.
His face showed joy, and he opened his mouth excitedly towards Feng Shu.
Feng Shu heard this and responded with a smile, then patted his head.
The little boy then turned his gaze to Ali and nodded with a smile.
It was obvious that he knew Ali before.
But when he saw Su Ming, a wary look appeared in his eyes.
Feng Shu, seeing this, said with a smile, "This is Su Ming, a friend of mine."
Then she introduced him to Su Ming:
"This is Sikong Chen, he’s kind of a relative of mine, so he calls Aunt too."
Su Ming heard this and a gentle smile appeared on his face, nodding towards Sikong Chen.
But Sikong Chen, seeing this, did not let the wary look in his eyes dissipate; instead, it grew more intense.
"Aunt Shu." At this mont, a slender, yet full-busted young woman ca down from upstairs.
This woman looked about twenty-seven or eight, wearing a white tight blouse and a black pencil skirt.
Her long, beautiful legs were wrapped in black stockings, and she wore a pair of black high heels.
Her face was charming and delicate, as beautiful as Aunt Shu’s.
A pair of gold-rimd glasses did not obscure her stunning beauty, but perfectly highlighted her captivating aura.
At this mont, she respectfully spoke to Aunt Shu.
Feng Shu, seeing this, just nodded slightly, her pretty face showing a hint of displeasure.
"Co to my room."
Feng Shu said coldly to the young woman, then started walking upstairs.
"Yes."
The young woman, hearing this, lowered her head slightly, biting her red lips, and responded respectfully, a look of worry in her eyes, and started following Aunt Shu upstairs.
As the young woman walked, the curve of her full, grinding wheel-like hips was perfectly exposed, making Su Ming’s heart feel hot.
"Hmph! What are your eyes looking at?"
At this mont, Su Ming found that in the large living room, only he and the little boy nad Sikong Chen were left.
Sikong Chen, seeing Su Ming’s eyes fixed on the woman’s back, snorted coldly with dissatisfaction.
"A graceful lady, a gentleman’s desire, judging by your age, you should be in high school, right? Don’t you understand what this ans?"
Su Ming heard this, withdrew his gaze, his face returned to calm, and he spoke lightly to Sikong Chen.
"So what if I know? But I won’t allow you to keep staring at her like that!"
Sikong Chen heard this, the displeasure on his face intensified, and he turned his head to the side in discontent.
"Oh? You’re quite the precocious little kid, huh? So young and already thinking about flirting? Quick, tell , do you have a crush on that woman just now?"
Su Ming heard this, a playful smile appeared on his face, and he spoke with interest.
"What nonsense are you talking about! She’s just my tutor."
Sikong Chen, hearing this, seed to have hit a sore spot, his face flushed red, quickly trying to explain.
Su Ming, hearing this, looked at the short-statured, childlike boy in front of him with a strange gaze.
"Tutor?"
Su Ming murmured in his heart, scenes from the Japanese movies he often watched popped up in his mind.
It wasn’t surprising that Su Ming’s thoughts went astray; the woman’s attire just now resembled that of a female lead in a Japanese movie.
High heels, black stockings, a tight white blouse, and a black pencil skirt with gold-rimd glasses.
It reminded Su Ming of the tall, charming, and beautiful teacher Matsushima.
This teacher’s uniform was indeed unrivaled.
But the woman’s figure, appearance, and aura just now were even better than Teacher Matsushima’s!
"Co on, what’s your relationship with Aunt Shu? I’ve never seen her bring another strange man ho before."
At this mont, Sikong Chen seed to want to change the subject to alleviate his embarrassnt, so he suddenly asked.
"I’m like you, didn’t you hear call her Aunt?"
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