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The next day, Mai Xiaomai woke up and saw that Qiao Chutian was not by the bed. Thinking of what Qiao Chuleng said yesterday, she didn't linger in bed but hurriedly got up and went downstairs.
She saw an elderly woman with gray hair sitting in the living room, and Qiao Chutian sitting to the side, looking extremely conflicted.
Meanwhile, Aunt Zhang was standing nervously nearby. Upon seeing her, she let out a slight sigh of relief and quickly called out, "Young Mistress—"
The old lady turned to look at her.
Mai Xiaomai recognized the aged and haggard face at once; she was the same Zhuang Jingmei she had seen in Qiao Chuleng's video.
In reality, she appeared even more haggard and older than in the video, with slightly clouded eyes.
This made Mai Xiaomai's heart ache, and she hurried downstairs to sit beside Qiao Chutian.
She noticed that Qiao Chutian's fists were slightly clenched, he seemed very anxious and a bit at a loss.
"Grandma—"
