Early the next morning, Wang Dadong got up to make breakfast and then called Lin Shiyan and Li Wan to get up together for the meal.
Today, Li Wan was dressed even more beautifully, wearing that blue and white porcelain cheongsam from the last time.
It seemed like she wore it just for Wang Dadong.
"Little Yan, does my dress look good?" Li Wan twirled like a young girl in front of the full-length mirror.
Her beautiful and tight figure was enviable.
"It looks great, Auntie looks good in anything." Seeing Li Wan, Lin Shiyan couldn't help but feel a sense of amazement.
She didn't look like a woman in her thirties who had had a child at all.
"Really?"
"Really, if you don't believe me, go ask Brother Dong." Lin Shiyan said with a smile.
"Hmm." Li Wan nodded and actually went to ask Wang Dadong.
Regarding this situation, Lin Shiyan didn't find it inappropriate at all.
If Li Wan weren't her aunt, she absolutely wouldn't allow such a vixen-like woman to live in her house.
