"Oh, so you do know you're twenty-one? Listen to the nonsense you're saying—does it sound like something a twenty-one-year-old should be saying?" You Jia glared at him. This kid just loved stirring up trouble; if you indulged him, he'd think he could conquer the world.
"I have a generational gap with you. Leave, I want to talk to my sister-in-law. We understand each other better." Lu Jia said, reaching out to pull You Jia.
You Jia swatted his hand away with an annoyed expression. "Everything about Shi Qing has been handled. Mom knows what kind of person she is now. Don't bring it up again."
"It doesn't matter if Mom knows what kind of person she is! A couple of tears from her, and Mom will soften right up."
"Stop talking about her! You're no better. On the day of my engagement to my sister-in-law, look at Noah and Kerry—they were busy running around helping out. And you? Where were you?"
