Tan Qingyou looks much younger than him, even though she is the same age as him. He is about ten years older than her.

At present, Ding's mother is somewhat self-conscious.

"Come sit here!"

Tan Qingyou invited Ding's mother and Yan Huan to sit in the dining room and brought out the coffee.

This was just cooked.

"I asked Xiaonuan before, and you're three years older than me, so I should call you 'older sister'!"

Tan Qingyou looked at Ding's mother and said with a smile.

"I wouldn't dare accept that, but you really look young. You look like you're from the same generation as Huanhuan and the others!"

Mrs. Ding said with a smile.

"where!"

Tan Qingyou smiled and quickly waved her hand, but Yan Huan's smile froze on her face.

What a joke! Saying she's from the same generation as this old woman? What are they even talking about?

Is Ding's mother's eyesight failing?

Su Shiming just likes his own fresh and juicy appearance, unlike Tan Qingyou, who is so dry and bland.

Tan Qingyou was chatting with Ding's mother when Yan Huan, who was sitting there, felt a little awkward, as if she didn't know whether to stand or sit properly.

She glanced furtively at Su Shiming in front of her and saw him sitting on the sofa, reading a newspaper.

Although he was also in his forties, Su Shiming did not have the youthful vibe of Su Yueze, but he possessed an elegance and wisdom that was rare for someone his age.

At first, she only wanted to marry a rich man, but gradually she became attracted to Su Shiming.

Yan Huan glanced at Su Shiming twice, then secretly looked away. After all, she was under Tan Qingyou's watchful eye, so it was best not to be discovered.

She stopped looking at Su Shiming and started looking at the surrounding decorations.

The innermost part seems to be the bedroom, with a bed. The bedding looks very comfortable from a distance.

Then there's the toilet, with transparent glass that lets you see the bathtub inside, and then there's the living room where Su Shiming is sitting.

They were sitting in the dining room, next to the kitchen, where every item looked exquisite.

That's really great. Ordinary people just carry a tent when they go on a picnic, but these people drive a motorhome and can do whatever they want. It's really comfortable.

Thinking about all this, Yan Huan's heart was filled with jealousy. They were both Su Shiming's women, so why was there such a big difference between them?

Hehe, I'm still young. Sooner or later, all of this will belong to Yan Huan.

"Miss Yan, would you like anything to eat?"

Tan Qingyou looked at Yan Huan, who had her head down, but the aura emanating from her was filled with a strong sense of possessiveness.

"Huh? No...no need!"

Yan Huan was somewhat startled by Tan Qingyou, but the next second, she calmly shook her head.

"There are cupcakes here!"

Tan Qingyou was pushed towards her by the plate on the table.

Nothing awkward happened along the way. Tan Qingyou's enthusiasm made everyone very happy, and at least from Ding's mother's perspective, there was no embarrassment at all.

Before she came, Yan Huan had mentioned at home that she was afraid Tan Qingyou might do something.

Looking at Tan Qingyou now, she's really quite good.

That statement is correct; truly elegant people are elegant even in their hearts.

At least, that's what she thinks.

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