Wang Yuerao had always been skilled at maintaining her youthful appearance, looking no more than a girl in her thirties, and perhaps even younger. However, she was usually somewhat stern, which inevitably made her seem less approachable.
But at this moment, with her smiling face blooming like a flower, that sense of detachment vanished instantly, making her feel much more amiable.
Ye Fei couldn't help but be momentarily dazed, looking at his grandmother's stunningly beautiful face, which bore some resemblance to his three favorite women. Moreover, since she wasn't afraid of the cold, she was only wearing a thin, moon-white sweater on her upper body.
As she ran, her ample and firm breasts, similar to those of his mother and the others, kept trembling, which made Ye Fei's heart race a bit.
Wang Yuerao, as the Earth Mother, had a much deeper level of power than Ye Fei, and her perception was incredibly sharp.
