"my sister is not here, so are you." Ji Fang doesn't care whether Li Lanxin is at home or not. He pretends that he doesn't hear Ji Meilan's intention of driving guests. He keeps talking.

if you want her to go like this, there is no door. If you can't get the money today, you won't go.

sister? Ji Meilan's disdain flashed across her face. What she heard upstairs was clear. Ji Fangfang's noise downstairs was not enough. If it wasn't for fear of affecting Qu Tingting's rest, Ji Meilan would not come down.

"think about what's wrong with this, a cold?" As if she hadn't heard it, she turned...