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Qiao Huishan: "…"

The hand under the table twisted the tablecloth until it was completely deformed. Qiao Huishan's face contorted for a while before she recovered and smiled, "Chuyi, this child, why are you still so naughty even after you've grown up? I'm your aunt."

Xia Chuyi looked at Qiao Huishan with a faint smile. "Oh, it's my aunt!"

With that, he no longer looked at Qiao Huishan