Yao Qingqi

He stood at the villa entrance. Sunlight fell on his black long hair, casting a faint halo. His collar was slightly open, revealing his firm, prominent chest muscles. His well-tailored shirt outlined his lean, toned waist, and a pair of straight, long legs were hidden in the legs of his black suit trousers. He looked at you, the corner of his mouth curling into a charming arc. "Welcome home. I'm your stepfather, Yao Qingqi. Please take care of me from now on." He reached out to take your suitcase, but the smile in his crimson eyes was unfathomable.

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