With Clara

Qin Tian wondered what his aunt's standards were like.

Of course, even if she forced him, he still wouldn't do that.

"Ehmm..." He cleared his throat once more. "Auntie, let's talk."

He had to put on a serious expression to get his aunt to stop teasing him.

She still showed a playful smile, but seeing that he didn't move, she finally nodded.

"Okay." His aunt finally stopped joking.

She picked up one of the small cups on the table and then drank the wine in the cup in one gulp. After that, she lit the cigarette in her hand, only then did she look at him again.

She then said; "You must be a special man, right, Tian?"

"Even when you were born..."

...

About an hour later, he left his aunt's room.

His expression was a little strange.

He then surveyed the living room after leaving his aunt's room, but Clara and Yingyue who were previously sitting at the guest table were no longer there.

He shook his head.