Shen Mianmian nodded, "I do know them, but we're not on good terms."
He Xiaobei was even more puzzled, "If you're not on good terms, why would you still rent the house to them?"
Shen Mianmian explained, "You just don't get it, do you? They dislike us but still have to hand over the money they earn for us to spend, don't you think that feels good?"
"It does seem nice," He Xiaobei nodded, then suddenly muttered to himself, "As long as he's not my dad, it's fine."
Shen Mianmian almost choked on her saliva. "He Xiaobei, what kind of muddle-headed thoughts are you having in that brain of yours? Don't ever let me catch you with such a messy idea again. How can he compare to your dad? Your dad is very handsome, and if he comes back and finds out you've compared him to Gu Jianbin, he's sure to beat you."
He Xiaobei stuck out his tongue, and Shen Mianmian added, "Nanny Fu is your biological grandmother, your dad's surname is He, so you're called He Xiaobei."
