"Grandma, I'm back. Where's my aunt?"
Walking into the Qiu Family Villa, Qiu Qianyu was the first to greet everyone, after all, she was the younger generation in the Qiu Family.
In the living room of the Qiu Family Villa, Old Mrs. Chang Lan sat in the center, chatting and laughing with a woman.
This woman appeared to be in her fifties, dressed in mink fur, adorned in jewelry, exuding wealth and luxury.
At a glance, one could tell she was either rich or noble.
Next to this woman sat a young man.
His attire was luxurious, and he carried himself with a commanding presence, extraordinary poise.
Almost everyone in the Qiu Family gathered around this mother and son, excessively flattering them.
"Aunt, you're looking younger and younger. In a few more years, we might not even recognize you."
"Exactly! Shirong is also so handsome! Not only dashing, but he has a remarkable demeanour. Achieving so much at such a young age, his future is limitless!"
