"Her temper is getting more and more similar to her dad. She will flare up for no reason. I must have owed both of you in my past life!" Sun Dongqing said angrily. Her expression didn't seem good either.
She stared at the breakfast that was getting cold. Sun Dongqing thought for a moment and decided to give Ye Zhifan a call in the end. "Your mother called on the third day of the Chinese New Year. She said that they were moving house on the sixth day of the Chinese New Year and wanted us to go back. I didn't agree. If you think that there's a problem, you can call her back and ask."
"Move house?" Ye Zhifan was very tired so he kept yawning in the car. When he heard this sentence, he sat up straight and said in a low voice, "Move house? Move what house?"
