The house phone rang, and Yu Mingyi went to answer it.
Meanwhile, Wang Xiaohong was crying with her mom next door. Upon hearing Yu Mingyi answer the phone, one stood guard while the other tiptoed to the extension to eavesdrop.
The phones were interconnected, so one could hear what the other was listening to.
"Second Brother, you're still alive?" Yu Minglang's voice came through. Every time he called home, that was always the first thing he'd say to his second brother.
Phew, it's not a woman, Wang Xiaohong breathed a sigh of relief. She wanted to hear what this annoying brother-in-law had to say, so she held her breath and listened in.
"Yeah, just got home."
"How's my girl? Is anyone bullying her?"
"No."
"Why do you sound half-dead—oh, I get it, haha, serves you right." Yu Minglang showed no sympathy for his second brother.
