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Hao Yan's body stiffened.

No matter what, she never would have thought that this beautiful woman was Qin Huainian's mother.

She instantly tensed up, and her breathing became a little unsteady.

Yao Wanjun didn't wear a high-cut evening dress like the other rich ladies, but a rose-pink cheongsam embroidered with peonies.

As the designer of the clothing