Jiang Mingyue heard the news and thought something had happened at home that made Shen Fanghua come to her.
But what she saw was Xu Ya sitting on a chair like the Old Buddha, being served with good food and drinks.
She immediately understood what was happening.
"What are you doing here?"
The younger brother trembled with fear, the eagerness to show off instantly turned into tears in his heart, the script seemed off.
"You ungrateful wretch, how are you talking to me? I am the mother who raised you."
Jiang Mingyue dug at her ear, "I've heard that so many times I've grown calluses; can't you come up with something new? So, just say it, what did you come for today? Isn't it again your white lotus daughter sending you to do something?"
"Jiang Mingyue, what are you talking about? She's your sister too, I didn't expect you to be so narrow-minded. If I had known, I would rather have abandoned you back then."
