So, when Qiu Tu's car arrived at the gate of Ai Li's villa, Ai Li and Yanyan were already waiting at the door.
Stopping the car, Guan Xiao hurriedly got out to open the door for Qiu Tu.
Qiu Tu stepped out of the car and then looked towards Ai Li and Yanyan.
Ai Li, guessing that Qiu Tu's visit tonight was not with good intentions, had a complex expression on her face. However, since Qiu Tu was her direct superior, she still gave a formal salute and then greeted, "Speaker Qiu."
Compared to the somewhat reluctant Ai Li, Yanyan's expression was much livelier, even her eyes seemed to smile.
However, in front of others, Yanyan always had that pure, angelic face, so upon seeing Qiu Tu, she merely flashed a sweet smile and said, "Uncle Qiu, good evening....."
Hearing that suggestive title, Qiu Tu's heart was stirred, involuntarily recalling the scene of Yanyan supplicating beneath his legs.
He spoke up, asking, "Uncle Qiu? Am I really that old?"
