At the door, Yang Qi saw a woman in her thirties.
Though in her thirties, she was at the peak of her charm, possessing an allure that far surpassed that of women in their teens or twenties. Every move she made exuded the graceful, serene air of a well-born lady.
"I am Yang Qi. Are you looking for me?" Yang Qi asked, looking at Wu Rouyun with curiosity.
Although this woman seemed to have spoken well of him, it was only enough to give him a slightly favorable impression. He felt no other emotions. After all, she was still a stranger.
"Little Qi, is that really you? So many years have passed. I never expected you to change so much."
