Qin Peiyao turned around and saw her parents getting out of a commercial van.
The woman had a broad back and a thick waist, a face full of coarse flesh, and heavy makeup that still failed to conceal the bitterness in her triangular eyes.
The middle-aged man looked like a bamboo pole, his cheeks devoid of an ounce of flesh, completely lacking any hint of handsomeness.
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