The last time he was humiliated, he brooded on it, but the person who was going to be humiliated today was destined not to be him, so he patiently waited for Ye Hao to be humiliated.
At this time, at the spiral staircase of the villa, a middle-aged beauty in her forties slowly walked down the stairs.
She was wearing a Soviet-style cheongsam, with the parted hem revealing her long legs. Coupled with her delicately made-up face, she had the charm of a mature woman that no little girl could match.
Among so many beauties in the arena, Zhou Yao is probably the only one who has a slight taste of a royal sister, and can be compared with this woman.
After all, beauty is in the bone but not the skin.
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