"Aunt Ye..."
People streamed along the bustling street, but Mo Xie seemed to sense something. His gaze instantly caught a graceful figure.
A woman walked with the crowd. He could not see her face, but her slender, shapely silhouette and the way men kept turning their heads told him she was beautiful.
She wore a women's suit with a black blazer over a white shirt that hugged her full, graceful figure.
Below her slim waist, fitted black trousers clung to her rounded, pert backside, making him want to sink his teeth into it.
Her straight, long legs moved lightly beneath the trousers. Cream-colored heels tapped crisply against the ground, each step captivating.
Between the trouser hems and her heels, delicate ankles showed through black stockings, with a hint of skin beneath. Even without her legs on display, the combination was alluring.
Mo Xie had seen only her silhouette, not her face, yet he knew at once it was Ye Chang. He would never forget that familiar figure!
The next instant, he hurried after her and caught her wrist. Her skin felt warm, smooth, and soft, and he was reluctant to let go.
The sudden touch startled the woman. She gave a lovely little cry and turned, finally revealing her face.
Her glossy black hair was pinned up behind her head. She seemed to be middle-aged, but time had done little to dim her beauty. She was as captivating as ever, with a seductive charm.
Surprise flashed across her lovely face as she looked at the unfamiliar young man holding her wrist. An unusual glint appeared in her alluring eyes, then quickly vanished.
People nearby noticed too. They turned to watch the drama unfold.
Mo Xie had changed his appearance after leaving the Magic Association, so the passersby did not recognize