"He Tian, what did you say?" Ye Chen asked through gritted teeth.
"Brother, the large apartment that Brother Wenyuan has is really nice!" He Tiantian succeeded in harvesting 1 point of anger value, and she was very happy about it.
On her face, she even pretended not to understand the angry expression on Ye Chen's face and continued to speak with envy, "It's a whole one hundred and seventy or eighty square meters, with three bathrooms alone."
"The house of Su Wenyuan is indeed nice, but it belongs to him, and it has nothing to do with us!" Ye Chen took a deep breath, barely suppressing his anger.
Deep down, a voice was desperately consoling him: Don't get angry, don't take it out on Ye Tian, he's the nephew of my real mother, he's my cousin, blood-related!
"How does it have nothing to do with us? Brother, you are good brothers with Brother Wenyuan," He Tiantian said earnestly with her eyes wide open.
