After a long while, Wang Ye finally recovered from his dazed state. With a complex expression, he looked at Mo Shanshan and sighed, "You really do have some secret to retaining your youth; you don't look your age at all. To think a woman like you would become a lover to someone like that lotus-fleshed punk—and here I was wasting my sympathy on you before..."
"A lover from a past life is still a lover, right?" Mo Shanshan linked her arm through her son's, leaving Zhang Qiling, her actual husband, completely out in the cold, and said with a beaming smile.
Wang Ye turned his head toward Feng Baobao. "And what's the deal with this Elder Sister?"
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