Facing the gaze from her daughter and son-in-law, Jiang Wenhu's face showed a trace of embarrassment.
"It's... it's from my maternal family."
"Maternal family? You have a maternal family?"
Jiang Wenhu's lips trembled.
Jiang Runcheng patted the back of his wife's hand and couldn't help but snort when he heard the continuous knocking at the door, "The whole family is full of opportunists. Isn't it because they see you getting popular in the entertainment circle that they went through great lengths to find us here. If we knew they were coming today, we would have left as soon as you two arrived."
"No need, no need to open," Jiang Wenhu also waved her hand, "Just let them think there's no one home."
As soon as she finished speaking, a voice rang from outside the door.
"Sister, sister, are you home? I saw a red luxury car parked at the base of the building when I came up. Has our Xixi arrived too? I saw her driving this car in that car commercial she did."
