บท 618: 171: No need for underhanded tactics against you_2

Xiao Ai had no idea that while she was fuming with anger, Mu Qingli was on a date with Duke Zhou.

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In a wealthy district of the Imperial City where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold, the old estate of the Lu Family was located.

As evening approached, the normally quiet villa neighborhood was stirred by the arrival of a red luxury car.

Shortly after, the car door opened and a young woman with a graceful figure stepped out. She was dressed in a sky-blue dress, her hair fashioned into an elaborate updo, dignified yet gentle.

As she approached the entrance, a lavishly dressed woman greeted her from inside, "Huashang is here; come in quickly."

"Happy birthday, Aunt Han," Bai Huashang said as she handed over a gift she had prepared in advance, her voice soft, "A small token, it's not much."

The woman was Lu Feng's mother, Han Fang, and today marked her fifty-third birthday.