"Uncle... please don't make fun of me." Ruan Xingwen was somewhat helpless.
This uncle of his seemed very proper on the outside, but in reality, he was an avid follower of gossip in private, sometimes acting as a keen member of the public, sharing rumors or even calling the police. After all, he did have some minor power.
The voice on the other end of the phone continued its accusation,
"Still arguing! Tell me, since you entered the entertainment industry, how long has it been since you returned to the old house? How long since you called me? You've completely forgotten about me, your uncle! They say the entertainment industry is a world of temptations; I bet you're blinded!"
"Uncle, I went to Jingxi for work last month and visited the old house. Did you forget? I even brought you a decent vase, remember? Maybe we should have you checked at the hospital? Already getting forgetful at thirty-something?"
