The woman was about forty years old, her hair meticulously combed, and she was dressed in a low-key but elegant manner. Her almond-shaped eyes were strikingly similar to Liansheng’s, and even the fingers gripping Liansheng’s wrist were delicate, fair, and smooth. One look was enough to tell she wasn't from this mountainside area. Liansheng’s wrist was tightly held. Staring at the woman’s face, his mind went blank. "You... who are you?" "I’m your aunt! Xiao Lian." The woman’s expression was…

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