Liang Yi hung up the phone, adjusted his pajamas in front of the dressing mirror, then turned around and went back to the bedroom.
Sitting beside the bed was a middle-aged woman who still had some charm. She looked exceptionally bright and enthusiastic, especially as she was wearing an elegant puffy skirt, like a British noblewoman who had walked out of an oil painting.
Liang Yi was amazed and asked, "Oh?"
"No, come and help me fix the zipper." The middle-aged woman stood up, complaining while trying to tighten her belly. "My son is going to hold a masquerade next month. What do you think of this dress? Is it very Midsummer Night's Dream?"
Liang Yi nodded: "Very good."
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