However, on the surface, Evelyn maintained her politeness, and Li Zhiyan, at this moment, indeed didn't find it appropriate to adopt a more dismissive attitude.
Soon, Evelyn approached, holding two bottles of Zaizai in her hands. Looking at the Zaizai bottles Evelyn held, Li Zhiyan felt a bit dazed.
But compared to Aunt, the mixed-blood mature woman's enchanting face fell considerably short. Additionally, her height was a full 16 centimeters taller than Aunt.
The mixed-race woman's black silk legs were significantly longer than Aunt's.
"Li Zhiyan, come, have a drink."
Li Zhiyan took the Zaizai bottle from Evelyn's hand, pulled the tab, and drank, but something about the taste felt a bit off.
"Li Zhiyan, is that Lai Feifei your mom?"
Evelyn asked with some curiosity. She genuinely felt there were many similarities between the two.
"No, she's my aunt. We only got to know each other a little over a month ago."
