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"Your nephew is certainly filial."

Ran Gong's heart skipped a beat as he looked unconsciously at the person shrouded in shadow, unable to see their face, only the white skirt under their coat, which had an indescribable elegance in this bustling nightclub.

"Nephew?"

He had a guess in his heart but dared not confirm it for the time being.

The person sat in the shadows, quiet and unassuming, yet exuding a powerful pressure.

"That's your so-called ignorant little aunt," Zheng Qing's eyes gleamed with mischievous excitement as he enjoyed the myriad expressions on Ran Gong's face.

Ran Gong's face first showed shock, then joy as he hurried forward two steps: "Is it really my little aunt?"

Zheng Qing stretched out a long leg, perfectly blocking Ran Gong's advance.

"Hold on, do you think you can just see your little aunt whenever you want?"

Ran Gong frowned, "Little aunt, what are you doing here? Does Master Xiao know?"

This place was not suitable for a proper young lady.