The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 1944

Blood

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"...Speaking of which, I saw your Aunt Ali yesterday."

At dinner, Aunt Ren suddenly brought up the matter.

It was a simple home-cooked meal.

It was not as lavish as it had been when Ye Yan was here last night, but it was still delicious. After working all day, Aunt Ren had already eaten two bowls.

Ali was actually about the same age as Aunt Ren, nowhere near old enough to be called an auntie. However, when those words came from Aunt Ren's mouth, they really did carry the tone of an older auntie.

"Really?" Luo Qiu nodded, somewhat surprised but not especially shocked. He simply asked, "What did you talk about?"

"What could we possibly talk about?" Aunt Ren rolled her eyes. "That old hag always picks a fight with me whenever she sees me... Just thinking about it makes me angry! You, if you ever run into her, remember what I told you. Call her Auntie! At the very least, call her an older aunt or an aunt! Make her sound older!"

"Who is this Aunt Ali?" Lizi asked, her eyes blazing with the fire of gossip.

With several grains of rice stuck to the corner of her mouth, Lizi looked no different from usual... It was as if she had already cast aside what happened after waking up this morning and returned to her carefree personality.

"Just a Bad Woman. Why do you need to know so much?" Aunt Ren shot her a sideways glance.

Lizi knew that Sister Ren was usually not someone to provoke in situations like this, so she did not press further and casually changed the subject. "Speaking of which, security at the venue seemed much stricter today... I heard that around noon, a guesthouse housing a foreign delegation was attacked. The entire

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