Holding your breath

It was a picture of a woman.

The woman in the photo was beautiful. She had dimples on her face and looked very young. Chuchu calculated for a moment and decided to call her Auntie.

However, she had never seen this Auntie before! How could there be a photo in the drawer of her father's office? Her big eyes began to turn around, and the more she thought about it, the more terrifying she became.

"Are you hungry?" Liang Wen put down his phone and asked the child. He had been busy the whole morning and did not feel hungry at all, but it was time for lunch, and the child should be hungry.

Chuchu shook her head in a daze. The money she found was scattered on the table, and she didn't have time to collect it. She felt a buzzing sound in her head, and then it turned off like her mother's computer.

Who could this Auntie be?

She couldn't figure it out, but she secretly stuffed the photo into her pocket so she could ask her mother later.