"Over a million isn't much, is it?" Sun Mei felt her words were a bit unrealistic, looking awkward.
"You're quite something now, aren't you, just over a million? Do you realize if that money really came from the company and our mother found out, what kind of situation Qiulu would be in?" Tang Zhenhua shook his head in anger.
"Then what do you think about the house Su Changfeng bought?" Suddenly, Sun Mei was interested.
Tang Zhenhua felt his face burning, having just driven Su Changfeng away, and now thinking about Su Changfeng's house.
"Sun Mei, oh Sun Mei, can you be any thicker-skinned? Didn't you say before it was a second-hand house and you looked down on it?" Tang Zhenhua said.
Sun Mei glared at Tang Zhenhua, saying as if it was obvious, "This guy has lived here for three years, is it not okay for me to enjoy life too?"
