The beautiful young woman chatting so leisurely with Yun Ji could only be one person. That's right, it was her best friend, Song Qingning, who possessed the legendary "Widow's Saint Body."

Of course, Song Qingning now had another identity as well. In a way, she should be calling Yun Ji "mother-in-law," but she never did. She still treated Yun Ji like a best friend.

Seeing Song Qingning lying on her bed, with her snow-white feet resting on her pillow, Yun Ji couldn't help but laugh and gently swatted her feet away.

"Where do you think you're putting your feet?"